A/N: I'm back… finally!! I've been busy, and sick, and stressed, so it has been a while!! This chapter isn't very long, but it's as depressing as I could make it… Also, I'm gonna do some self-advertising. My new songfic, 'Bring me to Life' only has 2 reviews! (kudos to my homegirl Cowgirl13 and Folken's Wings) It's really depressing, and I wrote it after seeing 'The Real Folk Blues', very late at night. So please read it, and review! I like it a lot, and I am very protective of it, so flame at your own risk, because I'll come after you!! Hehehehhhhhh…. ^.^

Anyways! Back to the chapter! Right…

Here's my reviewer thank yous…

RED NINJA: Nice to hear from you again! I have this problem when I fight, where I come up with all these really good comebacks, AFTER the fight… So I put all my good arguments in here….but I'll probably come up with more after this is posted… ^_^

VANILLAROSE: Yes, I've hated Julia for a looooooooong time, but now that I watched 'TRFB' again, I'm starting to bond with her (shocking I know). I have this sort of love/hate thing going here… And I'm glad SOMEONE liked the unconscious thing… ^.^ Arigato!

UNWANTED: Hey you! Howz it goin'? I'll be online tomorrow (hopefully), because I'm sick, so I can't go to school… ::cough cough:: Newayz, thanx 4 the review! ::huggles:: I know whut u mean w/ the TRFB… WAAAAAAAH!!! ::sobs:: so saaaaaaad…  And u were rite! That avril song is perfect! Thanx 4 the review! Ttyl!

WATCHDOG210: Hey! Thanks for the review! I'm really glad that you like it, and you could make it through the whole thing in one morning! Impressive! (hehe)  I do take pride in my clothes, which is why I get so defensive when people try to steal them… ^.^  I look forward to reading your story! Thanks again!

GRIEVER: Yeah, Spike doesn't really have good 'woman skills'… He'll have to work on that… heheh… Julia does seem to pop up at the worst moments, doesn't she?! Hmph! She needs to work on her 'people skills' too! And I don't care if you rant! I love listening to people rant, so feel free! Nice to talk to you! Arigato!

KAWAIIAYU: Yup! You reviewed aloooooooong time ago… Back in like chapter three or something… I'm glad you like it! And Spike does need to work on the Julia thing… and his sense of tact… I mean, you don't mention your old lover the next morning!! Ah well…

COWGIRL13: Ah! Salut! J'adore ma copine CG13!!! ::kisses:: alright, here's were my French runs out… Thanks for the great review! And it was great talking to you online too! Hehe! Good times!! I can't wait 'till you update again! Even though I can't leave reviews (::beats comp:: ), I just wanted to tell you that the new chapters of BOTH your stories are AWESOME!!!!! Keep up the good work… Ttyl! Salut!

SILENT SONG: You're back! ::dances:: happy happy!!! I hate Lady Spiegel too…I mean, have some class (her not u) geez!  Thank you Spike and Ed for the compliments! ::huggles:: You guys are so nice!!! I love you to pieces! Oh no! You can't upload?!?! That's horrible! Is there anything I can do to help? Anything you need, just let me know! ::send SS a large piñata shaped like Lady Spiegel:: I hope this helps! And take this too! ::sends SS a pint of Ben & Jerry's, the CB box set, and a box of tissues:: I'm here to help! ::pats Spike:: Go make SS feel better now…

NAMI: Hehe! You are so funny (in a good way) ! ^.^ Your reviews are great! Mucho gracias!! Talk to you later…

AOLANI: Well, here's that chapter you were asking about… I'm glad you like my writing, even if it does make you cry… I'm better at the angsty depressing stuff than the fluffy goodness… But I'll make sure to attempt to put some in here so you don't have to cry anymore…

FALLEN ANGEL: I like your name! Hehe! And we're not quite to the end yet… I've got several more chapters floating around in my head… The question is, can I get them out before my head explodes? Lol! Arigato!

SARA: Thanks for the review!

COOL GIRL 2001: Yes, Spike is being quite a jerk here… tsk tsk. Julia does have a habit of popping up at the wrong moments, doesn't she? Oy… Thanks for the great review!

KIT:  Yeah, the confrontation was inevitable, I mean with Julia and everything… And go ahead and use The Rolled-Up Newspaper of Justice! Just as long as you mention it's mine… (well, not really, but ignorance is bliss…) ^.^

~This will all fall down like everything else that was
This too shall pass and all of the words we said
We can't take back~

Spike slowly opened his eyes, wincing as even the slight shaft of light from the grimy window seared his vision.

"Dammit…" he grumbled, rolling over.

But it was no use. He was awake now. Cursing softly, he sat up, shoving the sheets off him.

The grubby hotel room spun for a second, before settling into place when he pressed a hand to his forehead.

A sleepy yawn next to him made Spike turn (slowly).

A shapely blonde blinked at him through thick lashes, her blue eyes soft. Her bare shoulders peeked above the rumpled sheet, and a small hickey on her neck stood out against her pale skin.

Suddenly her face swirled, and sparkling green eyes caught his gaze. The woman brushed a few strands of dark purple hair from her face and sat up, the sheets dropping down to her waist.

Spike blinked, and the blonde was once more the only woman in his bed. A heavy cloud of depression settled over him. He scrubbed his face with shaking hands, grimacing as he caught a whiff of his breath.

The blonde-he didn't even know her name- put a hesitant hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

He shook his head. "Just leave me alone."

"Are you sure-" She began, wrapping her arms around his chest, and slipping her body behind him.

"Leave." Spike's voice was deadpan, dropping like a stone in a silent puddle.

The sudden absence of warmth on his back told him that she had obeyed.

~Now every fool in town would've left by now
I can't replace all the wasted days
The memory of your face - can't help thinkin'

Maybe if we ever coulda kept it all together
Where would we be
A thousand lost forevers
And the promises you never were giving me
Here's what I'm thinking~

 

An hour or so later, he ventured outside. Dressed once again in his favorite blue suit, he staggered onto the street.

Stumbling in search of a bar, he mumbled curses under his breath. "mmmmblemmblemmbleFAYEmmmmblemblemmmblemmbleBITCHmmmmblemmblemmmmbleFUCKmmmbleSONUVABITCHmmmumblemmblembleDAMMITmmmblemmmblemmmmblemmmbleSHITmmmble."

When his eyes focused on a dark sign proclaiming, "Rusty's Riverhouse Bar" he threw himself fervently inside. Customers looked up at the grubby figure that stumbled into their hideaway, tripping over his own feet.

Spike plopped himself onto a barstool, and buried his face in his hands, furiously trying to keep his stomach where it belonged.

"Can I…help you sir?" The bartender looked worriedly at the man splayed over his counter.

"One Prairie Oyster." Spike waved his right hand limply, and the bartender gently set the glass in his hand.

Spike plugged his nose and downed the vile brew, wincing at the horrible taste. But he felt better almost right away, and actually managed to locate his wallet for the bartender, before staggering back onto the street.

~It won't be the first - heart that you break
It won't be the last - beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked - won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world

Tell me one more time
How you're sorry about the way
This all went down - you needed to find your space~

Faye walked. It took her mind off everything. She walked all over the city. Up and down every street, across every roof, through every alley, and in every bar.

She had lost contact with the world. "I don't even know where I am anymore…" Her voice was harsh and cracked as a raven's.

No more the picture of a high-class vixen, Faye now wore black baggy pants that hung off her hips, unlaced combat boots, and a large zippered sweatshirt, open enough to see her pale skin fighting with the dirty black of the fabric. Her hair, now mussed and knotted, was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and her day-old layer of eyeliner had smeared, giving her a tough, don't-fuck-with-me look.

She now strode down the center meridian of a busy street. She barely noticed the darkness, or the pounding rain that soaked her to the bone.

~You needed to still be friends
Needed me to
Call you if I ever couldn't keep it all together you'd comfort me
Tell me but forever
And the promises I never should have believed in
Here's what I'm thinking

It won't be the first - heart that you break
It won't be the last - beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked - won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world~

Why? Why did you have to use me like that? Although, I guess it is my fault. I should have remembered that the only woman you love was Julia, even though she is a sneaky bitch, who got a whole bunch of people killed, just because she was bored…But she's pretty, and you love her, so I guess that's all that really matters. Not my heart, oh no, that's just something to step on in your hurry to get to that damn blonde. Not Faye, The Untouchable Shrew Woman, I'm just a bed warmer and a shadow…I just flit through your world, stealing your money and eating your food. I'm just taking up space, and breathing air that someone else needs. I might as well just put myself out of this goddamn misery…

~It's over now - and I've gone without
'Cause you're everybody else's girl
It seems to me - you'll always be
Everyone else's girl
Everyone else's girl

This will all fall down
Like everything in the world
This too must end
And all the words we said
We can't take back~

Why? Why can't you understand me? Why did you have to make this so complicated? You just waltzed into my life, without so much as a 'by your leave', and while I tried to untangle you from Julia, you just stood behind me, tying my work back together. Then after disappearing for four years, you cast your line for me again, and now I'm stuck with a hook in my cheek, and a mouthful of twine. And just because I love you now, that doesn't mean I've forgotten Julia. She was a big part of my life and heart for a long time, and I think she always will be. You have to accept me. All of me. That includes my mangled heart, and memories of Julia. But you can't. I guess it was never meant to be. Might as well put myself out of this goddamn misery…

~It won't be the first - heart that you break
It won't be the last - beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked - won't take you back
If you were the last...

It won't be the first - heart that you break
It won't be the last - beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked - won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world~

Faye sat silently on the railing of the bridge, watching the rushing gray water. It would be so easy for her to end it all there. All she had to do was lean forward, and all her problems would flow away, and she could find release in death. Life was too hard, too painful, and Faye was too tired. She felt like she had a constant hangover, where everything was way too bright and loud, and it all weighed down on her, dragging her slower and slower. Besides Spike had been her last chance. Now that he was gone, what was the point? She had promised herself that she would make an effort to get back on track, but her effort had failed, and now what should she do? With a sigh, Faye stood and closed her eyes.

~The last beautiful girl in the world
You are the last beautiful girl in the world
Beautiful girl~

A/N: Well? Did you like it? And no, I don't own 'The Last Beautiful Girl'. That belongs to Matchbox 20. SO DON'T SUE!!!