Title: That Way (3/6)
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link.
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Mostly an altered Graduation, Xander's plans for after graduation, and the first part of this 'fic.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to the almighty Joss. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Cordy's thoughts.
Author's Note: Grr! Argh! It's the Attack of the Plot Bunnies! Help!
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There they go, off into the sunrise like a destined-to-be-happy couple out of some movie.
Except... the movie couples always went off into the sunset, not the sunrise. Figures they can't even get _that_ right.
It hurts, ya know? I'm not gonna lie and say it doesn't. That's just _so_ not me. Oddly enough, I think that's one of the things he liked about me.
I'm always honest, even if it hurts.
I think one of the other things he liked was my pride. I don't know much about his parents, but I'd heard some things. I feel kinda sorry for him.
Even if I do want to tear him a new one.
But I'm getting off-track. His folks gave him some serious self-esteem issues, and I think he admired me for the way I was always so sure of myself. Even when he was insulting me, I'd give as good as I got, and the insults just slid right off.
But sometimes, my pride makes me do some pretty stupid things.
Like making that stupid wish...
Like trying to make him jealous...
Like letting him go...
God! I'm crying! I promised myself I wouldn't cry, damnit!
...
Sorry. I'm under control now. No need to worry about that happening again. *sniff*
I don't even know why I ever let myself believe those two wouldn't end up together. She's been in love with him since, like, forever, and the dope always put her first.
When he wasn't lusting after Slayers, anyway.
Bitter? Me? Nahhh.
Well, maybe a little.
But that's all in the past now. I've gotta move on. Don't think about how I want to break them up. They do make a cute couple, after all.
Ugh! That stuff's supposed to annoy me, sicken me with its sugary sweetness, not make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside! I guess fighting the forces of evil has an effect on you.
Brr! I guess it _is_ contagious.
But I'm leaving all that behind now, along with the first person I ever loved... that way.
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Author's Postscript:
Okay, yes, I got attacked by another plot bunny, and I think I took maybe a half-hour to write this, at most. As you may have noticed, I continued the theme I started in part two by ending it with the same words. I also decided to go along with something odd I noticed in part two -- something that had been entirely unintentional -- and that's the (almost) complete absence of any character names within the 'fic.
Also, this is the first time I've ever written Cordy, so suggestions for improvements would be much appreciated.
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link.
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Mostly an altered Graduation, Xander's plans for after graduation, and the first part of this 'fic.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to the almighty Joss. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Cordy's thoughts.
Author's Note: Grr! Argh! It's the Attack of the Plot Bunnies! Help!
* * *
There they go, off into the sunrise like a destined-to-be-happy couple out of some movie.
Except... the movie couples always went off into the sunset, not the sunrise. Figures they can't even get _that_ right.
It hurts, ya know? I'm not gonna lie and say it doesn't. That's just _so_ not me. Oddly enough, I think that's one of the things he liked about me.
I'm always honest, even if it hurts.
I think one of the other things he liked was my pride. I don't know much about his parents, but I'd heard some things. I feel kinda sorry for him.
Even if I do want to tear him a new one.
But I'm getting off-track. His folks gave him some serious self-esteem issues, and I think he admired me for the way I was always so sure of myself. Even when he was insulting me, I'd give as good as I got, and the insults just slid right off.
But sometimes, my pride makes me do some pretty stupid things.
Like making that stupid wish...
Like trying to make him jealous...
Like letting him go...
God! I'm crying! I promised myself I wouldn't cry, damnit!
...
Sorry. I'm under control now. No need to worry about that happening again. *sniff*
I don't even know why I ever let myself believe those two wouldn't end up together. She's been in love with him since, like, forever, and the dope always put her first.
When he wasn't lusting after Slayers, anyway.
Bitter? Me? Nahhh.
Well, maybe a little.
But that's all in the past now. I've gotta move on. Don't think about how I want to break them up. They do make a cute couple, after all.
Ugh! That stuff's supposed to annoy me, sicken me with its sugary sweetness, not make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside! I guess fighting the forces of evil has an effect on you.
Brr! I guess it _is_ contagious.
But I'm leaving all that behind now, along with the first person I ever loved... that way.
* * *
Author's Postscript:
Okay, yes, I got attacked by another plot bunny, and I think I took maybe a half-hour to write this, at most. As you may have noticed, I continued the theme I started in part two by ending it with the same words. I also decided to go along with something odd I noticed in part two -- something that had been entirely unintentional -- and that's the (almost) complete absence of any character names within the 'fic.
Also, this is the first time I've ever written Cordy, so suggestions for improvements would be much appreciated.