If I Were Your Fallen Angel

I saw a letter lying on the floor, I couldn't help, but look inside...
Thought it was something that you must have left...left there for me to find....
All your words were on that page, all my dreams came true that day...I found your letter.


Spike let out a long sigh, as he stepped up to her doorway. It was open slightly, and his brown eyes slowly peeked in, imagining seeing the woman prompt solemnly by her bedside. But to his surprise, the bed was neatly made, which came naturally at times, but weren't at others. He slowly pushed his way in, as he glanced around the empty room.
It looked lonely, almost, Spike thought solemnly, as he stepped in. He stopped short, as he glanced down to a folded sheet of crimson red paper placed abruptly on the hard floor. There was a slight hesitation, as he glanced around yet again, to see if Faye would have shone up somewhere.
He slowly leaned over, as he brought the paper into his hands, and solemnly unfolded it. Spike turned around, startled as he noticed Faye standing right behind him.
"What are you doin?!?" she scold, as she quickly grabbed onto the sheet he held in his hand. He quickly struggled away from the angered woman, as he stumbled back, holding it up high above his head. To the point where Faye couldn't have possibly reached it. She let out a loud screech, as she charged at him, her eyes compressed.
Spike let out a laughter, as she pulled away, "What's your problem, Faye?"
The woman breathed heavily, as her emerald gaze pierced onto him, "Give it back to me..." her hand solemnly reached out, as he stared back at her blankly. "And what the hell are you doin' in here anyways?"
"You don't needa bite my damn head off, Faye," Spike remarked, lowering the letter. He smiled slightly, as he slowly began to flatten out the paper. Faye quickly tried to snatch it from the tall man, reluctantly, as he pulled it away for the second time.
"Give it back!" she shouted out, her eyes seeming to let off a glimmer of wetness.
"What are you talkin' about?" Spike retorted, his gaze fixed, as he brought the letter to his face, "It has my name on it. So you'd know who it rightfully belongs to." Faye stared at the man, exasperated, as she breathed heavily, her eyes seeming to dwell tears. Spike gazed at her blankly, confused as to why she needed it back so.
"Lets see...," the young man uttered, as a mocking expression fell upon his face. He slowly held out the paper at a good level, as his eyes kept glancing back up at the woman who seemed as thought she were ready to break down in tears. He hesitated, as he quietly read the letter to himself, a bit startled more than confused.


Dear Spike,

I know this may sound dumb to you. But I just had to get it out some way or the other...so things had to end up this way. I don't want you to think too badly of me, and I wouldn't want you to laugh at me. You really wouldn't know how hard it is to get in these few lines. It's harder for me then it should ever be for a person like you.
I keep having doubts, although I know for a fact that its nearly the truth. I love you, Spike...What I realized now hurts me more than anything. I always did, ever since you stepped back into my life. Sounds funny doesn't it? I wanted so much to tell you, I just never found the words to say. I never ever thought that I could feel that way for you...but I only, all I wanted was for you to feel the same.
I keep thinking back to everything....to be with you is all I really needed. Yeah, I guess it's true what you said about the other night, you know about me growing into a woman...but its not just me...I wanted us to grow. So, you say you dream things...and say "Why not?" Maybe you always had lived int the real World. Friendship is untimely....is love also?
Even, if I'm not around when you get to this...if I'm not. Just answer this one question....Could I ever be your Fallen Angel?

-Faye


There was a pause, as Spike let the words seep in. What the hell was going on? He'd often questioned himself, when he found the thoughts to scurry about. His eyes slowly glanced up at the woman, as he noticed her emerald gaze slowly turned away from his, hurt filled her eyes. So many thoughts streamed through the man's mind, as he stumbled upon the right way to say it.
Spike hesitated, as he soullessly uttered, "...Faye....I'm---"
"No," the woman remarked, suddenly, "Don't say anything...Go ahead...laugh at me all you want. Funny, isn't it?" She shrugged, as her arms crossed her chest, her eyes avoiding his, "Just don't say anything...I didn't wanna give it to you....I wanted to burn it. That way you'd never know, and you wouldn't think of me as you do right now."
"And what am I thinkin'?" Spike uttered, retorting.
"I don't wanna know...," the woman replied, simply, " I don't even wanna care. Well...just to tell you something that would make you feel better. You won't have to deal with me for long, Spike." There was a slight pause, as the woman forced a smile, surpressing her whimpers, as the cold tears streamed down her face, leaving their trails, "I finally am able to manage by myself....and for once in my life, I'm proud of it. I'm proud of being the Faye that I ever wanted to be."
She hesitated, as she quickly glanced away, "Just tell me that you feel the same way, and I'll be happy. Just tell me that...."
Spike paused, as he stared at the dissembled girl, her eyes continuously avoiding his own. He turned away, letting out a breath, as his eyes became tensed. He shook his head, as he thought back to the words that she previously said. 'that's all, Faye?' Spike thought, solemnly. He wanted to tell her, tell her the words that he somehow managed to practice, the things that she needed to know...But he stopped short, as he hesitated.
While his lips said opposite, "...Good luck, Faye."



I guess it just never occurred to me, that you could feel the way I feel.
You kept the sweetest secret from my heart, you kept those feelings hidden.
All your words were on that page, all my dreams came true that day...I found your letter.
It said you loved me, but you didn't know the words to say,
It said you never knew that you could feel this way,
It said you only wish someday, that I would feel the same.
Inside your letter....



Note: Well, that was kinda short, eh? Sorry about that..But I'll continue ASAP! Thanks for the reviews!