Dawn's Truth
Disclaimer: NOT MINE!! STOP ASKING!!
Distribution: Take it, it's cheesy anyway. And my god, would you look at that title?
Rating: PG
Author's Notes/Spoilers: 7/4 (that doesn't look as good as 6/3 did, does it?)
Story:
Dec. 27, 2002
Dear Diary,
I've been completely spoiled in love. I mean think about it: my sister and Angel, Willow and Tara, everyone around me, or at least living with me, found their perfect matches. And maybe it should make me bitter or something that those both ended the way they did, but it doesn't. Buffy's always said that every minute of pain with Angel was worth it, 'cause she got to see him smile a few times.
Loving him changed her, a lot. In L.A., she was this heartless, selfish bitch who only loved Dad's money. And me, she was always over-protective of me. And then Merrick and Pike came along, and she was a rebellious bitch, who dyed her hair, got 2 illegal tattoos, and pierced herself; she even got kinda alcoholic on me there for awhile. I figured she was just having a really hard time dealing with the divorce. I was too young to understand something greater was at work.
And then Angel... Angel loved Buffy. I mean, really loved Buffy, and Buffy really loved him. Angel taught her to see beyond extremes, which she'd never done before. He taught her to love someone other than herself best. He's how she lost her pessimistic outlook; he's the reason the Scoobies even exist. I wonder if they'd still hate him if they knew.
Anyway, Angel made Buffy the Buffy we all know and love. And for the rest of my life, I'll be looking for my Angel. There're a million Tylers and Pikes and Riley's out there, and there's nothing wrong with them. They're all right for someone. But I was made from Buffy. Guy's like that'll never be long term for me.
I want the heartbreaking, soul crushing, painful reality that is powerful true love.
And now here comes the biggest appocalypse like, ever, and everyone else is completely wigged. Except me and Buffy. Because somehow I know, even if Mom wasn't the First, in the end, love's gonna win. He may not know it, but when Buffy needs him, Angel will come galloping in to save the day. This maybe the last Armagedon, the biggest baddest thing the world can throw at Buffy. The last thing that evil has to offer, and all that other self propaganda it spews at us daily now. But if it is, Buffy and Angel will be redeemed, and they will get rewarded for their time. They'll get each other.
So bring it on Evil, we'll be right here. Waiting.
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END
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Disclaimer: NOT MINE!! STOP ASKING!!
Distribution: Take it, it's cheesy anyway. And my god, would you look at that title?
Rating: PG
Author's Notes/Spoilers: 7/4 (that doesn't look as good as 6/3 did, does it?)
Story:
Dec. 27, 2002
Dear Diary,
I've been completely spoiled in love. I mean think about it: my sister and Angel, Willow and Tara, everyone around me, or at least living with me, found their perfect matches. And maybe it should make me bitter or something that those both ended the way they did, but it doesn't. Buffy's always said that every minute of pain with Angel was worth it, 'cause she got to see him smile a few times.
Loving him changed her, a lot. In L.A., she was this heartless, selfish bitch who only loved Dad's money. And me, she was always over-protective of me. And then Merrick and Pike came along, and she was a rebellious bitch, who dyed her hair, got 2 illegal tattoos, and pierced herself; she even got kinda alcoholic on me there for awhile. I figured she was just having a really hard time dealing with the divorce. I was too young to understand something greater was at work.
And then Angel... Angel loved Buffy. I mean, really loved Buffy, and Buffy really loved him. Angel taught her to see beyond extremes, which she'd never done before. He taught her to love someone other than herself best. He's how she lost her pessimistic outlook; he's the reason the Scoobies even exist. I wonder if they'd still hate him if they knew.
Anyway, Angel made Buffy the Buffy we all know and love. And for the rest of my life, I'll be looking for my Angel. There're a million Tylers and Pikes and Riley's out there, and there's nothing wrong with them. They're all right for someone. But I was made from Buffy. Guy's like that'll never be long term for me.
I want the heartbreaking, soul crushing, painful reality that is powerful true love.
And now here comes the biggest appocalypse like, ever, and everyone else is completely wigged. Except me and Buffy. Because somehow I know, even if Mom wasn't the First, in the end, love's gonna win. He may not know it, but when Buffy needs him, Angel will come galloping in to save the day. This maybe the last Armagedon, the biggest baddest thing the world can throw at Buffy. The last thing that evil has to offer, and all that other self propaganda it spews at us daily now. But if it is, Buffy and Angel will be redeemed, and they will get rewarded for their time. They'll get each other.
So bring it on Evil, we'll be right here. Waiting.
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END
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