Author: Jennifer
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Spoilers: Season 6
Summary: Willow vs. Willow
Feedback: I'd love some. : )
Author's Notes: None, really.

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"What are lungs for?"
                        -Ro
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FOR SCREAMING

I've screwed up.

Royally.

All I wanted was for Tara to be happy again – for Buffy to be happy again. What's so horrible about that?

Wiping out everyone's memories, including your own is horrible. Face it, Wills, nothing will the same. And you get a special bonus. Tara, the love of your adult life, gets up and leaves. And it's not her fault. It's all yours. You've brought this on yourself. Everything is just downhill, lately.

Dawn isn't speaking to me, either. I ripped Buffy from happiness. I drove Tara away.

Hey, but Xander isn't so extremely angry with you. Dependable Xander. He sees that you were just trying to help - even if you were just only trying to get rid of unpleasant memories instead of facing them. If you couldn't tell, that was thought sarcasm.

Stop being so harsh. I was only trying to help.

Trying to help whom?

Buffy!

What about Tara?

The wind swirls around her and flutters softly against her pale face. Her red hair dances in the breeze. Willow Rosenberg is her name. She sits on the dark rooftop silently as her mind battles. Sighing loudly in the night air, her green eyes heavy in concentration and contemplation.

All this time Buffy was in Heaven –

- And you took that away from her.

No. I didn't know –

- Didn't know, or didn't want to know?

STOP it!

What? You couldn't accept that your friend might've been happy…

…I just wanted her back!

And it never occurred to you that –

- Why are you doing this to me?

I'm you, why are you doing this to yourself?

Stop.

Did you think resurrection was an easy gig?

STOP IT!

You didn't think anything would go wrong did you? All the good Buffy had done in her life and you thought she was suffering in a hell –

FUCK OFF!

Oh, getting angry?

Eyes shut tightly. Tears streaming down her face. Hands clenched. A shout of anguish as thoughts bombard through her head before everything goes black. Then
                                                she's
                                                            falling…

I just wanted things to be okay again.

Was it worth it?


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"Well, you need to breathe, don'tcha?"
                                                - San
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