It's over. It's really over.
I was on my way to the library, a night of research probably. I didn't mind. I loved to help and I got to see my friends. I was happy and nothing could have disturbed my joy. Nothing but one reason : Oz.
Big shock, huh? I never thought I could be sad just at the perspective of seeing him. Of course, when I saw him coming toward me, I was giddy and my smile brightened.
That was before he spoke to me.
It was a bombshell. It came out of nowhere and I never had the slightess clue about the "why?". It was just totally unexpected.
I mean, why would he broke up with me?
I never went to the library that day. I just spacedout and walked outside, trapped in my bubble of pain. I walked and walked and I didn't know where I was going. I just kept on walking. I kept asking myself what have I done? Why did he broke up with me? Why didn't it hurt as much as it shocked me? That's right. I was more surprised than heartbroken by what he said. Maybe our love wasn't meant to be.
I was so absorbed inside my mind, that I didn't even realized that night had come and it was dark. I found myself wandering around in the park at night with no weapons of any kind on me. [Just great, Willow. Nice job,] I told myself. I knew my luck. When I have weapons on me, all's good. This time, I had nothing so I'd probably run into some nasties.
Sometimes, I so hate it when I'm right.
A beautiful tall woman was dancing under the moon, but even as she seemed oblivious to anything, her eyes were staring straight into mine. I froze just there. I knew running from her was probably the worse idea. I had better chance with reasonning even if that chance equals zero. So I waited.
A few seconds later, the vampire stopped her dance and started to walk toward me. I couldn't hide my trembling hands but I did tried to hide most of my fear. When she was about one meter away from me, every muscles in my body tensed. Her brown eyes were staring at my soul and it gave me the creeps. The only thing I could think of was that the last time I saw Drusilla, I was put in coma for a few hours. I didn't want to experience that again.
Suddenly, the vampiress smiled. I almost sighed. Almost.
"Miss Edith told me the tree would come to me."
"The tree? Oh, you mean Willow. My name. And you are Drusilla. Now that we know each other better, I think I'll go home." I turned around and tried to walk away, tried being the right word.
A cold hand on my shoulder stopped me from walking, well, running away. "Don't be afraid, sweet. The stars spoke to me about you. You're my gardian angel."
I looked at her as if she was crazy, then I remembered that she was indeed. She gently took my hand in hers and pulled me into her arms. "Come with me, little tree. We'll have such fun together."
I let her lead me to an old mansion as far as possible from the city. So far, it didn't go too bad with the crazy woman. Then I realized I just cursed myself with that thought. The best plan was to keep her occupyied so she wouldn't tired of me.
I finally came to the conclusion that I had a really bad day.
* * *
The stars are never wrong. They told me to come for the tree. I could smell her fear swimming all over her body. She tensed even more as I bent down and licked her neck. So sweet. Miss Edith will love her.
I opened the door to my room and let go of her hand. I felt eyes on me. I spunned around to see my pretty doll sitting on my bed. "Stop looking at us Miss Edith." I saw my pretty tree pale even more as she took a glance at the doll devoid of eyes. "See. You scared my little pet. You shall have no cake."
I pushed gently the red head toward my table. I sat down in front of her. "Would you like tea, Willow tree?" She nodded slowly at me and I gave her a cup of the hot beverage. "The stars were right."
She looked up at me, a small part of her fear no longer there in her eyes. "What did they told you?" she asked me, a bit curious. At my cold look, she shivered a little.
Everybody thinks I'm totally nuts. I do know sometimes I get lost in my own world, but I'm not as crazy as I let it appear. It gives me the advantage on humans or even on vampires and demons. So when I see my little protege trembling at my stare, I warmed my eyes a little and gave her a smile.
"The stars sang to me the other night. They told me the weeping tree would be a part of my family, that she would keep me safe, be my gardian angel," I wispered conspiratorly at her.
I turned my head to the side and found a string of pain floating away from the red head. She jumped when I growled. "Bad dog! He shall be punished." When a look of pure horror crossed her face, my face softened. "You don't want him to be punished. You love him. Still, he did hurt you..."
Tears appeared in the corner of her eyes. I stood up and walked to my pet as she tried to force down the tears. I took the trembling small body in my arms and led her to my bed. We sat down and I rocked her softly. "Shhh, sweet Willow. I won't let the bag doggy hurt you anymore." I felt her start crying in my arms. Poor pet. She was hurting much more of betrayal from her love than from an heartbreak.
I caressed her red hair with my fingers while I sang some lullaby. I felt her sobs slow down and her body slowly calm down. I disengaged myself from her grip and took my brush on my dresser. I went back to my tree and turned her so she faced the door and her back was in front of me. I continued humming as I started to brush her hair. So pretty, so red.
I felt her relax because of my soothing manners and she soon enough forgot she was getting comfy with a vampire. I know I didn't look treatening, but my sweet pet wasn't stupid and knew I could kill her easily. I did hurt her once.
Suddenly, I heard the front door opened and then closed. I knew it was my childe and lover getting back from the hunt. His footsteps kept getting closer and closer to my room. I knew my gardian angel was oblivious to what was going on outside of my room. She didn't have my vampiric earing. I don't know much about human emotions but I was sure my sweet Willow would be scared of my little Spike. After all, William has tried to kill her and her friends numerous times.
I was also worried about his reaction to Willow. He didn't know who was the tree I spoke to him about. I doubt he even remember it. He prefered to forget everything I told him when I was in one of my loony phases.
One thing I was sure of : he wouldn't hurt her if he knew what was good for him.
* * *
As I stepped in the mansion, the first thing I was aware of was the presence of my dark queen. The second thing was the faint sound of a heartbeat. What is she playing at now?
I walked slowly to the stairs, getting to the second floor. No need to run because I knew my goddess could hold her own with some mortal. She did killed a slayer once.
A sweet smell triggered my senses. I knew that sent but couldn't place it. It was sweet like vanilla and a bit sour like green apple. Had to the mix the saltiness of tears and it was pure bliss. Don't know who's up there, but the human sure smell blissfully.
When I opened the door, surprise was clearly evident on my face. The slayer's friend. Bloody hell! What is Dru doing? When I growled, the small red head looked up and I saw fear cloud her eyes. She shrank back but Dru held her. She just continued to brush her hair. The only sign that showed me she knew I was there were her eyes coldly glaring in mine.
I started to get pass my fear and anger and looked closely at the girl. She was still staring at me in fear, but her body was slowly relaxing under Dru's ministrations. It's then that I noticed her red puffy eyes, a sign that she had been crying.
I looked back at my dark goddess and her hand did a small gesture in front of her face. I realized I still had my game face on. The human sitting on the bed visibly calmed down when my human face came back on. I searched through my memory trying to remember her.
Yes. She was the one who had that stunning look one Halloween. She was positively delicious that night. The little witch. She had been the one to give the poofter his soul back. I already like her.
Something else triggered my mind and I tried to put my finger on it. That's it! The tree! What was her name already? Oh yeah. Willow. The weeping tree. She was the one Dru insisted that belonged with us. Somehow, I don't really mind. Dru likes her, obviously, and I don't see the girl objecting the attention she's receiving.
I looked back at my sire and nodded. She smiled brightly and I returned the favor. Not the I'm-going-to-eat-you-soon grin humans normally saw, but the kind that I gave only to my goddess. Willow would get them too.
After all, she was part of the family.
I was on my way to the library, a night of research probably. I didn't mind. I loved to help and I got to see my friends. I was happy and nothing could have disturbed my joy. Nothing but one reason : Oz.
Big shock, huh? I never thought I could be sad just at the perspective of seeing him. Of course, when I saw him coming toward me, I was giddy and my smile brightened.
That was before he spoke to me.
It was a bombshell. It came out of nowhere and I never had the slightess clue about the "why?". It was just totally unexpected.
I mean, why would he broke up with me?
I never went to the library that day. I just spacedout and walked outside, trapped in my bubble of pain. I walked and walked and I didn't know where I was going. I just kept on walking. I kept asking myself what have I done? Why did he broke up with me? Why didn't it hurt as much as it shocked me? That's right. I was more surprised than heartbroken by what he said. Maybe our love wasn't meant to be.
I was so absorbed inside my mind, that I didn't even realized that night had come and it was dark. I found myself wandering around in the park at night with no weapons of any kind on me. [Just great, Willow. Nice job,] I told myself. I knew my luck. When I have weapons on me, all's good. This time, I had nothing so I'd probably run into some nasties.
Sometimes, I so hate it when I'm right.
A beautiful tall woman was dancing under the moon, but even as she seemed oblivious to anything, her eyes were staring straight into mine. I froze just there. I knew running from her was probably the worse idea. I had better chance with reasonning even if that chance equals zero. So I waited.
A few seconds later, the vampire stopped her dance and started to walk toward me. I couldn't hide my trembling hands but I did tried to hide most of my fear. When she was about one meter away from me, every muscles in my body tensed. Her brown eyes were staring at my soul and it gave me the creeps. The only thing I could think of was that the last time I saw Drusilla, I was put in coma for a few hours. I didn't want to experience that again.
Suddenly, the vampiress smiled. I almost sighed. Almost.
"Miss Edith told me the tree would come to me."
"The tree? Oh, you mean Willow. My name. And you are Drusilla. Now that we know each other better, I think I'll go home." I turned around and tried to walk away, tried being the right word.
A cold hand on my shoulder stopped me from walking, well, running away. "Don't be afraid, sweet. The stars spoke to me about you. You're my gardian angel."
I looked at her as if she was crazy, then I remembered that she was indeed. She gently took my hand in hers and pulled me into her arms. "Come with me, little tree. We'll have such fun together."
I let her lead me to an old mansion as far as possible from the city. So far, it didn't go too bad with the crazy woman. Then I realized I just cursed myself with that thought. The best plan was to keep her occupyied so she wouldn't tired of me.
I finally came to the conclusion that I had a really bad day.
* * *
The stars are never wrong. They told me to come for the tree. I could smell her fear swimming all over her body. She tensed even more as I bent down and licked her neck. So sweet. Miss Edith will love her.
I opened the door to my room and let go of her hand. I felt eyes on me. I spunned around to see my pretty doll sitting on my bed. "Stop looking at us Miss Edith." I saw my pretty tree pale even more as she took a glance at the doll devoid of eyes. "See. You scared my little pet. You shall have no cake."
I pushed gently the red head toward my table. I sat down in front of her. "Would you like tea, Willow tree?" She nodded slowly at me and I gave her a cup of the hot beverage. "The stars were right."
She looked up at me, a small part of her fear no longer there in her eyes. "What did they told you?" she asked me, a bit curious. At my cold look, she shivered a little.
Everybody thinks I'm totally nuts. I do know sometimes I get lost in my own world, but I'm not as crazy as I let it appear. It gives me the advantage on humans or even on vampires and demons. So when I see my little protege trembling at my stare, I warmed my eyes a little and gave her a smile.
"The stars sang to me the other night. They told me the weeping tree would be a part of my family, that she would keep me safe, be my gardian angel," I wispered conspiratorly at her.
I turned my head to the side and found a string of pain floating away from the red head. She jumped when I growled. "Bad dog! He shall be punished." When a look of pure horror crossed her face, my face softened. "You don't want him to be punished. You love him. Still, he did hurt you..."
Tears appeared in the corner of her eyes. I stood up and walked to my pet as she tried to force down the tears. I took the trembling small body in my arms and led her to my bed. We sat down and I rocked her softly. "Shhh, sweet Willow. I won't let the bag doggy hurt you anymore." I felt her start crying in my arms. Poor pet. She was hurting much more of betrayal from her love than from an heartbreak.
I caressed her red hair with my fingers while I sang some lullaby. I felt her sobs slow down and her body slowly calm down. I disengaged myself from her grip and took my brush on my dresser. I went back to my tree and turned her so she faced the door and her back was in front of me. I continued humming as I started to brush her hair. So pretty, so red.
I felt her relax because of my soothing manners and she soon enough forgot she was getting comfy with a vampire. I know I didn't look treatening, but my sweet pet wasn't stupid and knew I could kill her easily. I did hurt her once.
Suddenly, I heard the front door opened and then closed. I knew it was my childe and lover getting back from the hunt. His footsteps kept getting closer and closer to my room. I knew my gardian angel was oblivious to what was going on outside of my room. She didn't have my vampiric earing. I don't know much about human emotions but I was sure my sweet Willow would be scared of my little Spike. After all, William has tried to kill her and her friends numerous times.
I was also worried about his reaction to Willow. He didn't know who was the tree I spoke to him about. I doubt he even remember it. He prefered to forget everything I told him when I was in one of my loony phases.
One thing I was sure of : he wouldn't hurt her if he knew what was good for him.
* * *
As I stepped in the mansion, the first thing I was aware of was the presence of my dark queen. The second thing was the faint sound of a heartbeat. What is she playing at now?
I walked slowly to the stairs, getting to the second floor. No need to run because I knew my goddess could hold her own with some mortal. She did killed a slayer once.
A sweet smell triggered my senses. I knew that sent but couldn't place it. It was sweet like vanilla and a bit sour like green apple. Had to the mix the saltiness of tears and it was pure bliss. Don't know who's up there, but the human sure smell blissfully.
When I opened the door, surprise was clearly evident on my face. The slayer's friend. Bloody hell! What is Dru doing? When I growled, the small red head looked up and I saw fear cloud her eyes. She shrank back but Dru held her. She just continued to brush her hair. The only sign that showed me she knew I was there were her eyes coldly glaring in mine.
I started to get pass my fear and anger and looked closely at the girl. She was still staring at me in fear, but her body was slowly relaxing under Dru's ministrations. It's then that I noticed her red puffy eyes, a sign that she had been crying.
I looked back at my dark goddess and her hand did a small gesture in front of her face. I realized I still had my game face on. The human sitting on the bed visibly calmed down when my human face came back on. I searched through my memory trying to remember her.
Yes. She was the one who had that stunning look one Halloween. She was positively delicious that night. The little witch. She had been the one to give the poofter his soul back. I already like her.
Something else triggered my mind and I tried to put my finger on it. That's it! The tree! What was her name already? Oh yeah. Willow. The weeping tree. She was the one Dru insisted that belonged with us. Somehow, I don't really mind. Dru likes her, obviously, and I don't see the girl objecting the attention she's receiving.
I looked back at my sire and nodded. She smiled brightly and I returned the favor. Not the I'm-going-to-eat-you-soon grin humans normally saw, but the kind that I gave only to my goddess. Willow would get them too.
After all, she was part of the family.
