Ties Together
Session 4~I Don't Know You Anymore
Lucky Star
"I don't recognize this place
the picture frames have changed and so has your name
we don't talk much anymore
we keep running from the pain"
Savage Garden
He stood at the corner of the room, she sat there, her head resting gently on her knee. She looked so calm, so peaceful.
She had been gone for five days. It didn't seem like a lot but to her it must have been an eternity. He could see the long cut on her back. He knew she tried hard to cover it up but who ever had given it to her had made sure people would be able to see it. It was like marking her to tell others she was claimed, like an object. It pained him to know that there was someone out there that heartless and she wouldn't tell him who it was. She wouldn't let him help.
She looked like the same Faye from his stance at the door but she wasn't the Faye Valentine she had always been. Something inside had changed; her big green eyes didn't twinkle and her smile was never as bright.
She wore sweats and jeans for the first week, until the bruises faded. Now she sat in shorts that went to her mid-thighs and a tank with thick shoulder straps that were trying to cover the scar along her back. She dressed the same and tried to act carefree but things were different. She never mentioned him, or what had happened after that night but he could see it, even if she tried to cover it up. He had hurt her bad. She didn't stand with the same confidence. She still walked her walk, swaying her hips and showing off her long lean legs but there was an insecurity that followed her. Sometimes he would come up behind her; she would look at him for a minute, his face not registering. There was a fear in her eyes that scared him, Julia had that fear in her eyes.
It had been almost a month and all she did was sit in her room, emerging for a bath or food and in the late hours of the night she sat infront of the TV. She hadn't been on a single bounty since she returned. There was an unspoken phobia of going out into the world that was taking hold of her. Jet didn't say anything, he knew she would go when she was ready. Jet didn't say much of anything to her, just letting her slowly die in her turbulent world. Spike tried to help, but she just left, taking refuge in her room each time.
He watched her eyelids slowly flutter and then land gently on her cheeks. She rested for a moment and then opened her eyes. She didn't sleep, or at least she didn't want to sleep.
He came up swiftly and sat down next to her. Her green eyes looked at him for a second with a lost expression, and then returned to being blank and staring at the TV screen. He missed the glimmer of hope, in her eyes, that was now gone. He gently turned her face to look into her eyes. He caught a glimpse of what was inside before she turned her head away. There was sadness threatening to take her down and leave nothing behind. She slipped the remote from her hand into his lap and went to her room, like every other night that week. He never thought he'd say it, but he missed the old Faye. Maybe that old saying was true; 'you never know what you have till it's gone,' and Faye was definitely gone…
sorry for it being so short…it was a transition chapter….getting to the plot…keep reviewing and thanks to all my readers (I swear the next one will be longer!! I promise!)
