Chapter 2
Normal POV
"Go to bed Faye..."
"I'm not tired Jet..."
"What have I told you about back talk... you know it angers me"
"Why haven't you just killed me Jet?"
"Because then I would have no one to play with. Your just a toy Faye so start acting like one"
"You know Jet.. maybe your the reason why Spike left. Maybe you gave him the strength"
"And maybe he's the one who wants to kill you.. not I"
Faye stood, hoping that maybe Jet was going to let it pass. It had been the same conversation as the previous nights. She stood, walking past him. Jet reached out for her, ramming the knife into her arm. She fell with a thud, holding her arm, desperately trying to stop it from bleeding.
"Why'd you do that?"
"I told you not to talk back to me"
Faye rolled her eyes and rushed to the bathroom, letting the water from the sink, sting at the stab. She yanked out the knife, screaming in pain. Jet jumped from his spot on the couch, ran to the bathroom, and clasped her mouth shut with his hand.
"What have I told you about yelling?! You know I can't handle it!!"
"I..I'm sorry"
"Save it!"
jet yelled, grabbing her hair and yanking her back.
"Turn off the water, wrap the wound and GO TO BED!"
Faye looked at him, turning off the faucet with her good arm.
"I'm going..."
Quickly, she rushed from the bathroom and into her room. She looked at her bed before letting herself fall onto the floor, rocking herself back and forth, crying.
"oh Spike.. why'd you have to go..."
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A/N.. I really hate having to make Jet so mean but Ive had this plot in mind for a while now and i wanted to see how it turned out. Flame if you want but please review.
Normal POV
"Go to bed Faye..."
"I'm not tired Jet..."
"What have I told you about back talk... you know it angers me"
"Why haven't you just killed me Jet?"
"Because then I would have no one to play with. Your just a toy Faye so start acting like one"
"You know Jet.. maybe your the reason why Spike left. Maybe you gave him the strength"
"And maybe he's the one who wants to kill you.. not I"
Faye stood, hoping that maybe Jet was going to let it pass. It had been the same conversation as the previous nights. She stood, walking past him. Jet reached out for her, ramming the knife into her arm. She fell with a thud, holding her arm, desperately trying to stop it from bleeding.
"Why'd you do that?"
"I told you not to talk back to me"
Faye rolled her eyes and rushed to the bathroom, letting the water from the sink, sting at the stab. She yanked out the knife, screaming in pain. Jet jumped from his spot on the couch, ran to the bathroom, and clasped her mouth shut with his hand.
"What have I told you about yelling?! You know I can't handle it!!"
"I..I'm sorry"
"Save it!"
jet yelled, grabbing her hair and yanking her back.
"Turn off the water, wrap the wound and GO TO BED!"
Faye looked at him, turning off the faucet with her good arm.
"I'm going..."
Quickly, she rushed from the bathroom and into her room. She looked at her bed before letting herself fall onto the floor, rocking herself back and forth, crying.
"oh Spike.. why'd you have to go..."
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A/N.. I really hate having to make Jet so mean but Ive had this plot in mind for a while now and i wanted to see how it turned out. Flame if you want but please review.