A/N: Hey, hey, hey! ^^ Welp, let's just say that it feels like I've taken FOREVER on this friggin' chappie, & I think that it sucks. . Yippee. ~cough~ I'm ruined! ~cough~ Well, actually, I already AM, lol, since I've lost even MORE reviewers. ~siiiigh~ I've entered the tunnel of ff.net depression, hahaha. ~shrugs~ O, wellz, ya can't win 'em all. =^-^= Welp, I hope that u guyz enjoy this, even though I think it's stupid, lol. O...& MATT M., I tried emailing u like u asked, but I wuz blocked, or sumthing weird like that, so I couldn't, lol. Heh. -_-' Welp, please R&R, and of course....ENJOY! ^,~
(Adema's "Immortal" plays) "Get up, you gutless wench!"
Faye choked, bile and copious globules of scarlet oozing forth thickly from her rosy lips as she continued to gag and retch upon the wooden floor of Randall's rented apartment, prismatic tears threatening to escape past her ebony lashes as he continued to kick and pummel her with his foot.
"I said get UP, damn you!," he growled, stomping down viciously upon Faye's back, thus causing her to face-dive into her own puddle of blood and vomit. "GET UP!!!"
Her bottom lip trembling, Faye managed to return weakly, "No.....I won't do what you say.....b-because Spike will come and get you for this, you miserable, come-sucking bastard!"
Randall chuckled lightly, then shook his head with amusement, replying mockingly, "Man, you really are stupid! Don't you know that whenever he comes here to rescue you I'm gonna kill that skinny dumb fuck?"
Faye gasped. "You wouldn't!"
"Oh, but I would," he contradicted sadistically, immediately bestowing her with a large, and smug smirk. "I'd be stupid not to."
Desperate, Faye pleaded, "Take me instead, Randall! Please.....I beg of you! Have mercy on my dear, beloved Spike!"
He grinned. "Don't worry, babe.....I promise that I will kill you, too, but right after I kill Spike. Ya see, you actually have to be alive in order to lure him here."
Faye frowned deeply, her profound, coruscating jade eyes narrowing as she uttered disdainfully, "You sick fuck!" I'll see to it that you're behind bars for the rest of your miserable, completely undeserving days!!!"
Randall laughed loudly. "Sure, whatever, babe......just do me a favor and call up lover boy, ok?"
Her brow furrowing as he then thrusted his cell phone beneath her nose, she immediately took action and spit right in his face, growling haughtily in answer, "NEVER!!! I'd rather DIE than betray the man that I love!!!"
"At this rate, you're coming damn close to it," Randall assured her, frowning deeply as he wiped the glob of saliva from his face that had been all the while sloppily sliding down his pale, slightly flushed cheek. "Just be a good bitch and take the phone!"
"NO!," Faye wailed in contradiction, yelping out in sheer agony as he yanked her head back by her soft, silky violet hair, flicked a silver blade out, and placed it formidably beneath the soft, supple flesh of her chin.
"Call him NOW!!!," Randall growled menacingly into her ear, pressing the blade ever so slightly into her throat until he began to draw blood. Immediately noticing her trembling hand beginning to reluctantly reach upward, he continued gruffly, "Yeah....that's it, babe.....take the phone from my hand and call yor dear sick fuck."
Choking slightly due to the blade that was partially embedded within her throat, Faye tremulously grasped his cell phone within her hand and began to dial Spike's number, her heart hammering wildly within her chest as she brought it up to her ear and waited.
"Hello?"
Faye closed her eyes and let out a shaky sigh, acknowledging breathlessly, "Spike....it's me."
His eyes widened. "Faye? What the hell...?!"
"I-I know that this seems rather strange, but I need for you to come and.....," she paused, diamond-like tears forming along her lashes as it suddenly dawned on her on what she was doing. She couldn't just turn Spike over to Randall like this.....she loved him!"
Instantly noticing her stalling, Randall quickly pried the cell phone forth from her long, slender fingers and brought it up to his ear, announcing curtly, "Alright, Spiegel....long story short: I've got the girl, and if you ever wanna see her again, you have to come here and get her."
Spike stiffened. "Where?"
"My place," he replied, his lips curling upward into a dark, and sinister smirk. "You know the Blue Skies Apartment Complex?"
Spike swallowed. "Yeah."
"Well go there and search for room 526......ya can't miss it," Randall instructed, chuckling sadistically as he lightly placed his finger over the 'end call' button and prepared to hang up. "Shit happens, huh, Spiegel?"
"WHY YOU-"
Click. Beeeeep.
"Dammit!," Spike swore brusquely under his breath, chucking his cell phone stalwartly behind him and into the backseat of his sports car as he continued to drive along the highway in disdain.
"If that bastard so much as touches a hair on Faye's head, I'm gonna rip his throat out and shove it up his chicken ass!," Spike thought hotly, biting down upon his lip until it began to bleed. "I can't afford to lose the love of my life! Without her, I'm just....just...........me."
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"Miss....Miss! Are you alright?!"
Arexu groaned, pain shooting throughout her chest like tiny little electrical volts as she opened up her weary eyes and tried her best to focus upon the being that had awakened her from her deep slumber.
"Miss!," the man persisted, lightly slapping her cheek once he realized that she was gradually coming to. "Please come back to me, Miss! I need for you to stay awake, ok?!"
Arexu grimaced, copious beads of perspiration clinging to her brow like a thin veil of dew as she whimpered softly in response, "It really hurts, sir......please.......just leave me here to die. I don't want to trouble you."
The man raised an eyebrow. "Like hell I will! I can't just leave you here.....you're hurt!"
"Don't bother none," Arexu muttered, letting out a small moan of protest as he tried to lift her up and into a sitting position so that he could better inspect her wound. "Please, Mr. "Whatcha-ma-call-it", just leave me alone!"
"NO!," he roared, by now extremely fed up with her severe obstinance. "My name is Damien Hudson, and I'll be damned if I just leave you here without giving you a chance to live!"
Arexu looked him over, only now realizing how incredibly handsome the young gentleman was.
Her lip quirking upward into an awkward, yet slightly amused smile, she joked in acknowledgment, "Alright, fine, bossy......let's just go ahead and get this little 'kidnapping' over with."
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"Looks like Spike's not coming," Randall observed, sending Faye a smug smirk as she continued to frantically struggle about on the floor within the shackles that he had placed upon her wrists. "Too bad......guess that I'm just gonna hafta dispose of you in order to teach him a lesson."
Faye opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out except a hoarse gasp of pain and frustration.
Cursing inwardly because of her tremendous bad luck, Faye graduallly began to accept her fate as she suddenly found herself gazing down the barrel of a revolver, a very sadistic Randall not too far behind.
"Fare thee well, you stupid wench," he uttered disdainfully, gently easing back on the trigger. "May we never meet again."
BANG!
Faye screamed, instantly bracing herself for the copper bullet of death that was more than likely going to claim her, only to find, to her utmost surprise, absolutely nothing.
Gradually opening her eyes, she gasped, somehow managing to roll out of the way of Randall's plummeting body with the swiftness of a cat, the cadaver hitting the floor beside her with a low, and dull thud.
"My God," Faye breathed, her deep, jade eyes widening with shock as she laid her eyes upon the bloody, motionless body of her nefarious adversary, then turned her attention towards the smoldering bullet hole in the door.
"Faye!," a familiar, sultry voice suddenly exclaimed, thus leaving her absolutely stunned and at a loss for words as Spike burst through the door, the savior gun in hand. "My God, are you alright?!"
She blinked. "W-well, yes, but how did you-"
"I don't know," Spike cut in, immediately beginning to unfasten her from her rope bindings, "but what I do know is that I somehow received this indelible urge to fire right then and there on the spot, so...well...I did."
"Thank God for that," Faye breathed, immediately slipping out of the rope and into her lover's warm, caring embrace. "I missed you."
Spike smirked. "Aw, cm'on, we weren't separated that long.....just a few hours, tops."
"Even one moment without you is too much for me to bear, Spike Spiegel," Faye admitted softly, immediately pulling him closer and bestowing him with a slow, drugging kiss. "May we never be separated from one another again."
Spike smiled against the comforting haven of her warm, soft lips, managing to utter breathlessly in response, "Amen."
A/N: ~cough cough~ SUCKS! ~cough cough~ ~siiigh~ Oh! Guess wut! ONLY ONE MORE CHAPTER LEFT!!! YAY!!! lol, I know 4 a God-given fact that all of u ppl are gonna be like...~gasp!~ YES!!! THANK U!!! lol, I know that I would if sum annoying author, AKA me, kept sending me stupid updates. . Heh. I apologize, lol. Only ONE more time, & then I'll be outta ur hair! Welp, please review n-e-way, even though it sux! PLEEEEEEASE??? lol...thankiez muy mucho! ^^ Luv ya bunches! ^,~
3 Kendra Luehr