A Gangsta's A Gangsta
AN: See reviewing did work I wrote this in 3 hours! I'm obsessed I can't stop! HELP! okay here's what all ya'll been craving for a tell all chapter! But it might be tell all but I'm still gonna leave ya hangin! Because if any of you've seen "Keeping The Faith" it starts the same way, kinda. But all I'm saying is the wedding hasn't taken place yet in "present" day for Spike. I'm going to use a lil quote from the series.
*Blame*
'My lips might not be the first to touch yours.' A haunting melody sang through my head being sung by a heavenly voice.
'My hands might not be the first to hold yours.'
The golden cords of the sad melody wrapped around my soul squeezing it with a comforting warmth.
'My eyes might not be the first you've lost your self in.'
It continued to sing as I started to regain feeling.
'But I will always love you.' I opened my eyes with a great deal of effort to see a smiling face looking over me. I looked at her and smiled weakly lifting my hand up to her face. "Just like that..sing for me." I whispered to her my voice cracking as she smiled. "I'm glad to see your up." She whispered standing up and moving away humming the tune from before. My eyes rolled over to see I was in my apartment. "Faye?" I asked my voice regaining some strength. "Yeah Spike?" she asked popping her head back in my room. "Have you seen Vicious since the explosion?" She looked a little worried. "No." She said looking at the floor. "Why?" "Never mind." Is said trying to brush the horrible feeling I got in the pit of my stomach away. "Okay well here drink this it should help." She told me walking to my bed with a steaming cup of something. "Aww Faye what's in this?" I asked trying not to breath. "Shut up and drink it!" she yelled softly pushing the fowl smelling stuff in my face. I closed my eyes and took the cup. "GULP" "YUCK FAYE!" I yelled after swallowing a mouth full of the stuff. "Okay that's all you need and you should be good as new. I'm going to go get some stuff for dinner are you okay by your self?" She asked picking up my keys. "But it's MY car Faye." I said frowning as she grinned and replied, "I know." "I'll be fine." I muttered as she skipped off.
*KNOCK KNOCK* "I'll be there in a sec. Hold ON!" I screamed trying to get up my back shooting white-hot pain through my whole body. "Ahhh." I growled gritting my teeth as I opened the door. There was the devil himself, Vicious. He was leaning against the doorframe looking at me grinning demonically. "Hello Spike." He said moving quickly shoving me into the apartment against a wall. "Ahhhhhhh!" I chocked as my back collided with the wall. "I have a proposal." He said tightening his grip around my throat. I started to cough but he just continued. "If you confess to the bombing then I won't kill Miss Valentine." "You wouldn't!" I cried as he lifted up on chin cutting me off. "Don't be so naive." He screamed. "But you like her Vicious!" I chocked back as he let me down slightly. "Not enough to spare her life if it means taking the blame." I knew he was telling the truth. He was a monster I see that now I don't know who he is now. Certainly not the Vicious I was best friends with since before I can remember. He had change and not for the better. I had to do it to save Faye, it's better to have loved and lost then to have never loved. I understand that now and so, I took a deep breath, well not really because I could hardly breath. I looked Vicious in the eye, "Fine you've got yourself a god damn scapegoat." I said with all the defiance I could muster looking into Vicious' cold hard eyes.
He let go of my throat and let me fall to the grown in a heap of angst. I heard him move pulling something out of his pocket then, "I've got your guy here officer." He cringed as he said that hoping Faye wouldn't come back in time to see me taken away in cuffs. "What's going on?" my eyes widened as I heard Faye's tender voice break the icy silence. I heard a crash as she dropped her bag of groceries and ran over to me. "Spike, Spike what happened? Are you hurt. You god damn ass hole Vicious." She said the last part looking away from me. "I didn't do anything here. Your boy is the one who rigged the bomb to explode." He said coolly. I could look at Faye's face but I could hear the tears in her voice. "Spike is this true I thought Vicious did it? Spike?" she asked panicked touching my chin trying to get me to look her in the eyes. But I hit her hand away as I stood up using the wall to help me. "Yeah, I forced Vicious to do it because I didn't want you to know." I told her emotionless. My voice flat as a siren sounded on the streets below. "That would be the police Spike. Nice knowin ya." He said as a cop ran in with his gun out fallowed by others. "Sir. Your under arrest for the bombings of the Draco building and the countless murders." He yelled grabbing my shoulder slamming me against the wall shoving my face into it. "Stop it he's hurt!" Faye yelled tears streaming down her face as I felt her touch for the last time as she reached out to my face. The cop stopped and pulled me from the wall. Faye ran to me and pulled me against her tightly before she pulled back. She looked at me with pleading eyes and for the last time her lips touched mine before the cop pulled me back. But I managed to whisper to her, "Faye I love you." She broke down in tears and fell to the floor leaning against the same wall I had. The last glimpse I saw of her was Vicious trying to hold her but she just kicked him away.
*A Week Later, After being sentenced for 5 years, Faye Visits*
I stumbled into the visiting center wearing an orange jumpsuit and handcuffs accompanied by ankle cuffs. I had had a good lawyer because of Mao so I had some how gotten off with a 5 year sentence. It's amazing what kind of talented lawyers you can get for the right amount of woolongs. I spotted Faye sitting on a chair on the opposite side of the bulletproof glass wearing a black jacket and matching hat. I walked over to that "booth" and sat down. It was the first time I had seen her since I was arrested. She couldn't bear to see me in the courtroom live but it was broadcasted all over Mars so I guess she must have watched from my apartment. I couldn't read her expression as I sat down, but that might have been because she didn't have one. She didn't look like Faye Valentine, thrill seeker, Syndicate badass, woman who I had fell in love with. But some sort of look alike expressionless doll. On her left hand ring finger I saw something sparkling, it reminded me of a tear. (Oooo that is freaky cause if you all have brains (DUH) you get it and that's sad okay sorry I'm done.) She picked up the phone receiver hooked to the wall as I did the same.
"Spike I don't know how I could have ever fallen in love with someone as cold-hearted and ruthless as you!" she cried as a tear fell down her cheek onto the cold steel desk her purse was resting on. I watched it fall just whishing to be that tear because at least it had touched her warm face before spilling into a thousand droplets. "Faye." I whispered but was cut off by her. "No! No Spike." She said as another tear fell. I knew it must be killing her as much as it was killing me. "I'm sorry but I can't love someone like you. Someone so consumed with hate, I don't even believe you can feel love. Why would you even do this Spike?" That cut deep into my soul knowing that she would never believe my confession of love that day. I could never tell her the truth other wise Vicious would kill her. So I had to wait. I swallowed and replied coldly "Hey babe a gangsta's a gangsta." I couldn't believe my own aloofness, but I had to make her believe I was what she said I was. She picked up her purse and hung up the phone. She pressed her hand to her lips and then put the hand against the glass smearing it slightly with red lipstick. I saw her mouth move saying "Sorry." Before she took her left hand back from the glass and walked out. Out of my life, but not out of my heart. (okay a little corny there but I don't care! ^__^) But before she had taken her hand back I saw the ring she was wearing. It was a diamond and on her.left.ring.finger. She was.engaged. To Vicious! That bastard! I thought standing up knocking my chair over as I did. The guards rushed over to me and pinned me to the floor as I lay there motion less still in the grips of shock. I held my head with my hands as the stood me up taking me to the holding sell.
I was in darkness for hours, days, weeks, months, years. The only time I saw light was when I ate or thought of my angel Faye. I knew I was going crazy but I kept my head because I knew that I would get out unlike some other poor souls lost forever to the Long island Prison. Every day, every night I thought of Faye, but some time those thoughts of holding he, kissing her, where invaded with visions of Vicious holding her, kissing her, touching her. That's when I would stop thinking and give my self over to pain, I would work my body to ease my mind. Then one day while I was daydreaming in the darkness of the holding sell the door opened and light flood in pouring golden rays over my body and penetrating my solitude. "Spiegel your free." A gruff voice said as I opened my eyes letting them adjust to the sudden impact of light. "Really?" I asked sarcastically as the man reached in a pulled me out by the collar. "You're one sick fuck ya got that SPIEGEL!?!?!" he yelled at me his stinking breath filled my senses almost making me pass out, it reminded me of the stuff Faye made me drink and that made me smile. "Yeah I got it." I told him pushing away and dusting myself off. "You got my clothes?" I asked as he gave me a bag. "Here now go to the office to give back the jumpsuit." He said walking away. I whistled, "Uh buddy would ya mind?" I asked holding out my cuffs as he walked back pissed. "Buddy?" I heard him mutter.
*December 13th 2069*
I walked down the streets to my old apartment building receiving several dirty looks from old ladies. I had to get my name cleared I could do that now. I walked into my apartment. Nothing had changed there was no sign of Faye or any sign she had ever lived there once. The only thing was her jasmine perfume bottle in the trashcan of the bathroom. I picked it up smelling it as her image flashed in my head. I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom and spotted the edge of a shoebox under the neatly folded blanket. I bend over squatting as I lifted the lid. The contents of the box made my blood run cold as I picked up a wedding invitation. The wedding was going to be held in the cathedral where Vicious and I had played as children. "Please Join us on December 15th.." I read aloud grinning. "I still have time." "So the past two days I've been waiting and planning. The wedding starts in an hour."
"So..Julia do you have any suggestions?" I asked looking at the bewildered blond.
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And THAT would be my Tell All Chapter!
Next chap.: Uninvited
AN: See reviewing did work I wrote this in 3 hours! I'm obsessed I can't stop! HELP! okay here's what all ya'll been craving for a tell all chapter! But it might be tell all but I'm still gonna leave ya hangin! Because if any of you've seen "Keeping The Faith" it starts the same way, kinda. But all I'm saying is the wedding hasn't taken place yet in "present" day for Spike. I'm going to use a lil quote from the series.
*Blame*
'My lips might not be the first to touch yours.' A haunting melody sang through my head being sung by a heavenly voice.
'My hands might not be the first to hold yours.'
The golden cords of the sad melody wrapped around my soul squeezing it with a comforting warmth.
'My eyes might not be the first you've lost your self in.'
It continued to sing as I started to regain feeling.
'But I will always love you.' I opened my eyes with a great deal of effort to see a smiling face looking over me. I looked at her and smiled weakly lifting my hand up to her face. "Just like that..sing for me." I whispered to her my voice cracking as she smiled. "I'm glad to see your up." She whispered standing up and moving away humming the tune from before. My eyes rolled over to see I was in my apartment. "Faye?" I asked my voice regaining some strength. "Yeah Spike?" she asked popping her head back in my room. "Have you seen Vicious since the explosion?" She looked a little worried. "No." She said looking at the floor. "Why?" "Never mind." Is said trying to brush the horrible feeling I got in the pit of my stomach away. "Okay well here drink this it should help." She told me walking to my bed with a steaming cup of something. "Aww Faye what's in this?" I asked trying not to breath. "Shut up and drink it!" she yelled softly pushing the fowl smelling stuff in my face. I closed my eyes and took the cup. "GULP" "YUCK FAYE!" I yelled after swallowing a mouth full of the stuff. "Okay that's all you need and you should be good as new. I'm going to go get some stuff for dinner are you okay by your self?" She asked picking up my keys. "But it's MY car Faye." I said frowning as she grinned and replied, "I know." "I'll be fine." I muttered as she skipped off.
*KNOCK KNOCK* "I'll be there in a sec. Hold ON!" I screamed trying to get up my back shooting white-hot pain through my whole body. "Ahhh." I growled gritting my teeth as I opened the door. There was the devil himself, Vicious. He was leaning against the doorframe looking at me grinning demonically. "Hello Spike." He said moving quickly shoving me into the apartment against a wall. "Ahhhhhhh!" I chocked as my back collided with the wall. "I have a proposal." He said tightening his grip around my throat. I started to cough but he just continued. "If you confess to the bombing then I won't kill Miss Valentine." "You wouldn't!" I cried as he lifted up on chin cutting me off. "Don't be so naive." He screamed. "But you like her Vicious!" I chocked back as he let me down slightly. "Not enough to spare her life if it means taking the blame." I knew he was telling the truth. He was a monster I see that now I don't know who he is now. Certainly not the Vicious I was best friends with since before I can remember. He had change and not for the better. I had to do it to save Faye, it's better to have loved and lost then to have never loved. I understand that now and so, I took a deep breath, well not really because I could hardly breath. I looked Vicious in the eye, "Fine you've got yourself a god damn scapegoat." I said with all the defiance I could muster looking into Vicious' cold hard eyes.
He let go of my throat and let me fall to the grown in a heap of angst. I heard him move pulling something out of his pocket then, "I've got your guy here officer." He cringed as he said that hoping Faye wouldn't come back in time to see me taken away in cuffs. "What's going on?" my eyes widened as I heard Faye's tender voice break the icy silence. I heard a crash as she dropped her bag of groceries and ran over to me. "Spike, Spike what happened? Are you hurt. You god damn ass hole Vicious." She said the last part looking away from me. "I didn't do anything here. Your boy is the one who rigged the bomb to explode." He said coolly. I could look at Faye's face but I could hear the tears in her voice. "Spike is this true I thought Vicious did it? Spike?" she asked panicked touching my chin trying to get me to look her in the eyes. But I hit her hand away as I stood up using the wall to help me. "Yeah, I forced Vicious to do it because I didn't want you to know." I told her emotionless. My voice flat as a siren sounded on the streets below. "That would be the police Spike. Nice knowin ya." He said as a cop ran in with his gun out fallowed by others. "Sir. Your under arrest for the bombings of the Draco building and the countless murders." He yelled grabbing my shoulder slamming me against the wall shoving my face into it. "Stop it he's hurt!" Faye yelled tears streaming down her face as I felt her touch for the last time as she reached out to my face. The cop stopped and pulled me from the wall. Faye ran to me and pulled me against her tightly before she pulled back. She looked at me with pleading eyes and for the last time her lips touched mine before the cop pulled me back. But I managed to whisper to her, "Faye I love you." She broke down in tears and fell to the floor leaning against the same wall I had. The last glimpse I saw of her was Vicious trying to hold her but she just kicked him away.
*A Week Later, After being sentenced for 5 years, Faye Visits*
I stumbled into the visiting center wearing an orange jumpsuit and handcuffs accompanied by ankle cuffs. I had had a good lawyer because of Mao so I had some how gotten off with a 5 year sentence. It's amazing what kind of talented lawyers you can get for the right amount of woolongs. I spotted Faye sitting on a chair on the opposite side of the bulletproof glass wearing a black jacket and matching hat. I walked over to that "booth" and sat down. It was the first time I had seen her since I was arrested. She couldn't bear to see me in the courtroom live but it was broadcasted all over Mars so I guess she must have watched from my apartment. I couldn't read her expression as I sat down, but that might have been because she didn't have one. She didn't look like Faye Valentine, thrill seeker, Syndicate badass, woman who I had fell in love with. But some sort of look alike expressionless doll. On her left hand ring finger I saw something sparkling, it reminded me of a tear. (Oooo that is freaky cause if you all have brains (DUH) you get it and that's sad okay sorry I'm done.) She picked up the phone receiver hooked to the wall as I did the same.
"Spike I don't know how I could have ever fallen in love with someone as cold-hearted and ruthless as you!" she cried as a tear fell down her cheek onto the cold steel desk her purse was resting on. I watched it fall just whishing to be that tear because at least it had touched her warm face before spilling into a thousand droplets. "Faye." I whispered but was cut off by her. "No! No Spike." She said as another tear fell. I knew it must be killing her as much as it was killing me. "I'm sorry but I can't love someone like you. Someone so consumed with hate, I don't even believe you can feel love. Why would you even do this Spike?" That cut deep into my soul knowing that she would never believe my confession of love that day. I could never tell her the truth other wise Vicious would kill her. So I had to wait. I swallowed and replied coldly "Hey babe a gangsta's a gangsta." I couldn't believe my own aloofness, but I had to make her believe I was what she said I was. She picked up her purse and hung up the phone. She pressed her hand to her lips and then put the hand against the glass smearing it slightly with red lipstick. I saw her mouth move saying "Sorry." Before she took her left hand back from the glass and walked out. Out of my life, but not out of my heart. (okay a little corny there but I don't care! ^__^) But before she had taken her hand back I saw the ring she was wearing. It was a diamond and on her.left.ring.finger. She was.engaged. To Vicious! That bastard! I thought standing up knocking my chair over as I did. The guards rushed over to me and pinned me to the floor as I lay there motion less still in the grips of shock. I held my head with my hands as the stood me up taking me to the holding sell.
I was in darkness for hours, days, weeks, months, years. The only time I saw light was when I ate or thought of my angel Faye. I knew I was going crazy but I kept my head because I knew that I would get out unlike some other poor souls lost forever to the Long island Prison. Every day, every night I thought of Faye, but some time those thoughts of holding he, kissing her, where invaded with visions of Vicious holding her, kissing her, touching her. That's when I would stop thinking and give my self over to pain, I would work my body to ease my mind. Then one day while I was daydreaming in the darkness of the holding sell the door opened and light flood in pouring golden rays over my body and penetrating my solitude. "Spiegel your free." A gruff voice said as I opened my eyes letting them adjust to the sudden impact of light. "Really?" I asked sarcastically as the man reached in a pulled me out by the collar. "You're one sick fuck ya got that SPIEGEL!?!?!" he yelled at me his stinking breath filled my senses almost making me pass out, it reminded me of the stuff Faye made me drink and that made me smile. "Yeah I got it." I told him pushing away and dusting myself off. "You got my clothes?" I asked as he gave me a bag. "Here now go to the office to give back the jumpsuit." He said walking away. I whistled, "Uh buddy would ya mind?" I asked holding out my cuffs as he walked back pissed. "Buddy?" I heard him mutter.
*December 13th 2069*
I walked down the streets to my old apartment building receiving several dirty looks from old ladies. I had to get my name cleared I could do that now. I walked into my apartment. Nothing had changed there was no sign of Faye or any sign she had ever lived there once. The only thing was her jasmine perfume bottle in the trashcan of the bathroom. I picked it up smelling it as her image flashed in my head. I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom and spotted the edge of a shoebox under the neatly folded blanket. I bend over squatting as I lifted the lid. The contents of the box made my blood run cold as I picked up a wedding invitation. The wedding was going to be held in the cathedral where Vicious and I had played as children. "Please Join us on December 15th.." I read aloud grinning. "I still have time." "So the past two days I've been waiting and planning. The wedding starts in an hour."
"So..Julia do you have any suggestions?" I asked looking at the bewildered blond.
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And THAT would be my Tell All Chapter!
Next chap.: Uninvited