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R&R
Buffy walked through the door and threw down her double meat palace hat. It bounced slightly on the worn down carpet. She looked over the room. It was a mess. I stood behind her. She was going to scream. She turned around. She screamed. I winced but stood there. Confident in my decision to do no house work all day while I stayed home sick
"Dawn, you were home all day!" She yelled at me "You could have cleaned the house!"
"I was sick" I said... but then she began to yell about everything.
"Don't lie! Dawn I work so hard! And this is all I get? I work at some dirty fast food restaurant, can't even go back to college and I'm sleeping with my mortal enemy"
"and your blaming this on me?" I yelled back "It's not my fault your life sucks!"
"Yes it is! if those stupid monks should have never sent you here!" she said I backed up… I was scared out of my mind. This was the first time she had ever said that, "even if mom still was dead I could have moved away! I could of went to LA been with angel! I could have had more money not have to waste on you every time you wanted a new shirt. Could have saved on food and sold the house and lived in an apartment by myself!" she backed me into the wall screaming and yelling at the top of her lungs.
"Buffy I'm sorry" tears trickled down my cold check as her flame red face didn't stop stop the pouring of words.
"You've almost killed my friends more then once! Get your own god damn friends! Get a fucking job!" her hot breathe rushed over me "I'm going slaying! This place better be spotless when I get home!" she stomped out of the room. And I slide down the wall crying.
She didn't want me. She didn't need me. I wasn't supposed to exist. Why make it harder on everyone else? I ran out of the house through the back yard. I ran all the way to street and stopped and hid behind a bush.
"20 minutes, No cars? What the hell?" I asked myself. And began to walk down the road. I saw a car coming, I quickly hide behind a telephone booth and as it approached I ran out in front and stood there staring right at the poor victim that would be there last person I'd ever see.
I stared passed the low beams.
I drowned out the Noise
Buffy was going to pay.
Ha ha ha.
I looked at the screaming man in slow motion. His black hair shock back and forth and he was white with fright
I screamed "Good bye" and saw my last glimpse of life staring into the eyes of xander.
R&R
Buffy walked through the door and threw down her double meat palace hat. It bounced slightly on the worn down carpet. She looked over the room. It was a mess. I stood behind her. She was going to scream. She turned around. She screamed. I winced but stood there. Confident in my decision to do no house work all day while I stayed home sick
"Dawn, you were home all day!" She yelled at me "You could have cleaned the house!"
"I was sick" I said... but then she began to yell about everything.
"Don't lie! Dawn I work so hard! And this is all I get? I work at some dirty fast food restaurant, can't even go back to college and I'm sleeping with my mortal enemy"
"and your blaming this on me?" I yelled back "It's not my fault your life sucks!"
"Yes it is! if those stupid monks should have never sent you here!" she said I backed up… I was scared out of my mind. This was the first time she had ever said that, "even if mom still was dead I could have moved away! I could of went to LA been with angel! I could have had more money not have to waste on you every time you wanted a new shirt. Could have saved on food and sold the house and lived in an apartment by myself!" she backed me into the wall screaming and yelling at the top of her lungs.
"Buffy I'm sorry" tears trickled down my cold check as her flame red face didn't stop stop the pouring of words.
"You've almost killed my friends more then once! Get your own god damn friends! Get a fucking job!" her hot breathe rushed over me "I'm going slaying! This place better be spotless when I get home!" she stomped out of the room. And I slide down the wall crying.
She didn't want me. She didn't need me. I wasn't supposed to exist. Why make it harder on everyone else? I ran out of the house through the back yard. I ran all the way to street and stopped and hid behind a bush.
"20 minutes, No cars? What the hell?" I asked myself. And began to walk down the road. I saw a car coming, I quickly hide behind a telephone booth and as it approached I ran out in front and stood there staring right at the poor victim that would be there last person I'd ever see.
I stared passed the low beams.
I drowned out the Noise
Buffy was going to pay.
Ha ha ha.
I looked at the screaming man in slow motion. His black hair shock back and forth and he was white with fright
I screamed "Good bye" and saw my last glimpse of life staring into the eyes of xander.