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Here goes.
Chap 6
I was at total peace. No worries. No more loneliness. And there defiantly weren't any demons. How good could it get?
That was until I was wrenched from that place of total peace.
I awoke and I remember the distinct smell of mud and earth as I slowly opened my eyes. It took a moment to realise where I was and at first I thought this had to be some sort of joke.
Then the panic set in.
I was buried alive. I clawed at the wooden coffin, desperately trying to get out of the soiled prison, my hands bled as I scraped, my nails leaving large indents in the solid wood.
Finally the lining came away and soil poured in on me, covering my body with the thick, brown substance. Eventually I managed to claw my way out into the world, I remember thinking where the hell was I.
I trailed the streets desperately trying to remember the place, everything looked so familiar. Large demons passed me on motorcycles and for some reason it didn't feel strange to see beasts riding motorcycles.
My friends.
They tried to jog my memory yet they hadn't realised that I had to dig my own way out of my grave. Only one person knew how I had felt.
Spike.
He hadn't even realised I was alive, until I descended the stairs revealing myself to him. I took one look at him and it all came flooding back.
What he did for me and Dawn, it was unbelievable.
Then he saw me and I saw the utter disbelief that crossed his face as he scanned my body to make sure it was actually me. He stopped when he saw my hands, bloodied and sore.
He took me by the hand and began to fix them up and I asked him how long I had been gone.
"Hundred forty-seven days yesterday. Uh ... hundred forty-eight today"
He had kept count.
Soon I insisted that Willow should call Angel, my one true love. I had to tell him I was back.
I heard her on the phone to Cordelia and then finally to Angel. He insisted on speaking to me, a typical Angel trait to check on his girl.
His girl?
But was I his girl? It had been a long time since I had seen him last, he'd probably moved on with his life. My heart sank as I thought about it.
"Hey." His voice sounded worried.
"Hey" I mumbled back, tiredness seeped into my body.
"I need to see you." I heard his smooth voice and it calmed me.
"OK."
He hung up. I knew the place to meet him, it had been an old retreat that he knew about and had told me about hundreds of times.
I walked back into the living room and looked out at my friends that were busy sorting out my bills etc. I told them that I had spoken to Angel and that I had to go now, I had to see him now.
I left the house and began making my trip. Finally I would be seeing Angel after so long of being apart. For some reason I was so nervous I felt like a teenager all over again.
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Here goes.
Chap 6
I was at total peace. No worries. No more loneliness. And there defiantly weren't any demons. How good could it get?
That was until I was wrenched from that place of total peace.
I awoke and I remember the distinct smell of mud and earth as I slowly opened my eyes. It took a moment to realise where I was and at first I thought this had to be some sort of joke.
Then the panic set in.
I was buried alive. I clawed at the wooden coffin, desperately trying to get out of the soiled prison, my hands bled as I scraped, my nails leaving large indents in the solid wood.
Finally the lining came away and soil poured in on me, covering my body with the thick, brown substance. Eventually I managed to claw my way out into the world, I remember thinking where the hell was I.
I trailed the streets desperately trying to remember the place, everything looked so familiar. Large demons passed me on motorcycles and for some reason it didn't feel strange to see beasts riding motorcycles.
My friends.
They tried to jog my memory yet they hadn't realised that I had to dig my own way out of my grave. Only one person knew how I had felt.
Spike.
He hadn't even realised I was alive, until I descended the stairs revealing myself to him. I took one look at him and it all came flooding back.
What he did for me and Dawn, it was unbelievable.
Then he saw me and I saw the utter disbelief that crossed his face as he scanned my body to make sure it was actually me. He stopped when he saw my hands, bloodied and sore.
He took me by the hand and began to fix them up and I asked him how long I had been gone.
"Hundred forty-seven days yesterday. Uh ... hundred forty-eight today"
He had kept count.
Soon I insisted that Willow should call Angel, my one true love. I had to tell him I was back.
I heard her on the phone to Cordelia and then finally to Angel. He insisted on speaking to me, a typical Angel trait to check on his girl.
His girl?
But was I his girl? It had been a long time since I had seen him last, he'd probably moved on with his life. My heart sank as I thought about it.
"Hey." His voice sounded worried.
"Hey" I mumbled back, tiredness seeped into my body.
"I need to see you." I heard his smooth voice and it calmed me.
"OK."
He hung up. I knew the place to meet him, it had been an old retreat that he knew about and had told me about hundreds of times.
I walked back into the living room and looked out at my friends that were busy sorting out my bills etc. I told them that I had spoken to Angel and that I had to go now, I had to see him now.
I left the house and began making my trip. Finally I would be seeing Angel after so long of being apart. For some reason I was so nervous I felt like a teenager all over again.
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