The Way to a Player's Heart
Chapter 5
Salting the Wound
By: Rachel*
Rated: R
Gender: Romance/Comedy/Drama
E-mail: PeachGirlKiley@aol.com
Web Address: www.Spike-Faye-Shrine.cjb.net
Sorry it took so long, school is hectic, and I went to my friend's shore house for her birthday with a group of people, so the writing schedule has been weird @_@' Heh. No worries though, I have no intentions of stopping any of my Bebop fics. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop
He had dark, black hair and deep blue eyes. His body was fit, and he had the good looks to match, anything a girl could want… "Who will it be tonight?" He cooed, closing his eyes, he reached his hands into the air, a knife with a five inch blade gripped in his right hand. He made a quick slashing movement, images of blood and the sounds of screaming dancing in his mind, like a twisted lullaby that only devils dared to dream to. His eyes fluttered open and narrowed in unison with his smile, crossing from ear to ear.
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Faye sat on her bed and took a deep breath. She shuttered as she thought about him. "Nick." She jumped as Spike opened the door.
Spike heard what she said. His eyes narrowed, and he arched his eyebrows up at her. "Day dreaming on us?" he grimaced, and walked into the room and sat in Julia's vanity chair.
Faye stared at him without a response. She was still dressed in the yellow outfit, Spike eyed her, watching her face twitch, and squirm. "What's it to you?" She growled.
Spike frowned, offended by her tone of voice. "I need to know whether of not we're bailing on Heart or not Faye, that's what I need to know." He shook his head. "What do you want me to tell you that I don't find you attractive?!" He shouted. Spike covered his mouth when he realized what he'd just said. He closed his brown eyes and stared down at his lap not looking at her.
Faye's green eyes widened and she forced herself to not look at him. She had made him fall for her, but was she falling along with him? She swallowed. "I can handle this…Nick wants me dead, I'm his only victim that got away." She chewed on her nails.
Spike inhaled, and exhaled through his mouth. He watched and Faye's arms warped around herself, her body shook. "He raped you, didn't he?" Faye's body stopped trembling for a moment and then started again; she shadowed her face with her violet locks.
"Once again, what's it to you?" She took in a sharp breath and turned away from him. Spike's eyes darkened.
She was crying. Spike frowned, and shook his head. "I didn't mean it like that…" He rolled his eyes, and ran his fingers through his green locks. "Well, I did but—"
"Not in that tone of voice, yeah I get it, now go." Faye extended her right hand behind her and pointed to the door.
Spike rippled his lips together, and looked down at his fists. "No," he mumbled. He still needed to talk to her about Heart.
Faye's body tensed. "I said go." Faye's tone grew in volume.
"Faye, we need to talk!" Spike hissed.
"Spike, go now!" Faye screamed hitting her fists into the bed. "I don't want to sleep with you, now go!"
"This isn't your room, its Julia's!" Spike shouted, she had hit a sore spot again, and she didn't care. He deserved it; Faye would now crush him, as he was crushing her.
"She's dead, so what does it matter?!" Faye turned screaming at him. Her face had streams of tears flowing down her face.
"Shut up!" Spike stood and pinned her to the bed. He had such a tight grip on her wrists; it was hard not to scream out in pain. "Don't say it, never say that!" His body shook in anger, he shoved her down again.
"Let go, I didn't mean it!" Faye screamed thrashing about. She let out a cry, and stopped, as the tears continued to fall. She cried freely, and stopped moving about. "I didn't mean it…" She shook and coughed, closing her eyes and looking towards the closed door.
Spike glared, gritting his teeth, before letting go and standing up. He shouted out and threw Julia's chair into the standing mirror, it shattered and the glass scattered throughout the floor. "If you screw up, I'm not saving you!" He opened the door, and slammed it behind him.
Faye screamed, as she turned onto her side. Shaking, she drew her wrists to her forehead and cried the pain in her heart; the pain in her mind and in her wrists was too much to bear. "I hate you…I hate you," Faye whispered, staring down at a piece of the broken glass, her frightened face staring back at her.
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Spike's arms shook, and he hurriedly walked towards his room, his quick strides covered the space between the two quickly, but he was forced to stop when Jet walked into the hall.
Jet stood, leaning against Spike's doorway a cigarette limply held in his lips. He stared at Spike blankly, as he inhaled. "What'd you do to her?" Spike blinked. "I could hear her and you screaming."
"I didn't rape her if that's what you're implying…" Spike stuck his hand into his pockets, and stared down at the ground.
"I heard Julia's mirror breaking…" Jet muttered. "Do you realize how much you just scared her Spike?" Jet shook his head. "What are you thinking, she's a human being—"
"Damn it, I know that!" Spike shouted hitting his fists into the wall with a low growl.
Jet straightened, and he scuffed. "Maybe you should go to a bar…at least you're happy when you're drunk." Jet salted the wound, and left Spike alone.
Spike shut his brown eyes, as he slid down his door, and listened to Faye's muffled cries, and ran over Jet's painful words, the worst part that he was right. 'Damn it…'
Enjoy! R & R!! I need to know what you think! This was the drama chapter to say the least…Spike was mean… I know, but no worries; there will be a turnabout in the next chapter! ::cringes:: I can't believe I made Jet's words so harsh! It works though. ^_^