The whole room was quiet as I entered with Xander. Tears were still running
from my face from when he hugged me down to cruel reality on the top of
Kingman's Bluff. Buffy and Dawn were injured and it was all down to me.
What had I done? They looked at me, trying to give me warm sympathy but all
they really did was look down. Giles slowly took his glasses off as his
eyes darted across the room when I coughed to clear my throat.
"Willow, I'm going to England to clear things with the Coven, I think it's better that you come with me." Although I nodded I was scared. What was he going to do to me? Was I ever going to come back to Sunnydale, or even worse was I going to come back home alive?
I looked around to what used to be my living room, friendly welcoming and cosy. But now it was awkward and I didn't really want to be there and I just wanted to hide away to just cry.
"Will," Buffy said soothingly, "I'm sorry about Tara, really I am." Then her words became harsher as she said " But we don't kill humans no matter how evil they are!"
"Yeah don't rub it in ok, I'm not as strong as you, you know." I said rubbing my eyes as they started streaming, and I then ran to my bedroom, which had now belonged to Buffy, but there were cardboard boxes containing Tara's clothes and mine too.
"WILL!!!!" Buffy cried pleading for me to come back down. I couldn't that would just make me feel embarrassed. But going to my bedroom was the wrong thing to do. Everything was left the way it was a day ago. Yet there was blood on the floor, my dead lover's blood and I had killed warren just to get my own back, which was something Tara would not have forgiven me doing. With her nothing ever needed to be said. But she was gone, and I needed to be strong and work on how to get all the evil Magics that were still in me.
Packing for England was the hardest, I found a few trousers and the warmest jumpers I had. Rummaging through some of Tara's stuff finding some sentimental brooch or something always linked to witchcraft. There had to be something harmless that I could take. I put my hand into one of her jackets, it smelt of some of the perfume she'd been wearing the day we made up and had the best night of our lives. I felt a smooth velvety object approach my hand in the act of taking in out of the silky jacket and into my shaking clutching hands. It was a small black box, nothing more, but when I looked inside, I saw the most beautiful thing, but it was no use to me anymore. A small silver engagement ring had been snugly fit in an opening fixed inside the velvety covered box. My hands were now shaking even more as I took the ring out of it's emotional habitat. Looking on the outside of the band, I saw them there, the letters of true love engraved onto the symbolic object. 'You make me complete' were the haunting writing chiselled into the 18ct white gold diamond ring. While I was trying to control the tremendous amount of tears rolling down from my shell-shocked cheeks; I fitted the glossy, lustrous ring onto my finger, it was then when I couldn't take it anymore. I tried to take the ring off my finger where the ring had suited my hand with great prominence. Someone I'd relied on for years. stopped me in my tracks. Buffy stared at me with mournful eyes. How was this happening to me? I thought that after Tara dying, that would be all I would get from her. Now I was left with something unmistakably moving.
"Come here." Buffy whispered with a comforting tone to her voice. She could not help but to feel sorry for me now. She wouldn't even dare herself to say any harsh words. Her arms opened for me to fit in. She was dubious at first, but I gripped her hard and she eased and did the same. I felt tears come down jumper as Buffy cried and soaked my cardigan gently. Her hands rubbed my back. We broke away. "Go on, Giles will be waiting." Buffy said trying not to cry anymore.
"Might see you round then" She nodded to this and I got up with my small suitcase and walked towards the door.
"I'm sorry", she said soothingly. I nodded too. Then she tried to wave me goodbye, but I already turned my back.
Xander had gone out. I knew he couldn't stand me going. He was the one that brought me down to earth with his loving words. All his hard work paid off but I didn't know if I was ever going to come back to Sunnydale again.
"Willow, I'm going to England to clear things with the Coven, I think it's better that you come with me." Although I nodded I was scared. What was he going to do to me? Was I ever going to come back to Sunnydale, or even worse was I going to come back home alive?
I looked around to what used to be my living room, friendly welcoming and cosy. But now it was awkward and I didn't really want to be there and I just wanted to hide away to just cry.
"Will," Buffy said soothingly, "I'm sorry about Tara, really I am." Then her words became harsher as she said " But we don't kill humans no matter how evil they are!"
"Yeah don't rub it in ok, I'm not as strong as you, you know." I said rubbing my eyes as they started streaming, and I then ran to my bedroom, which had now belonged to Buffy, but there were cardboard boxes containing Tara's clothes and mine too.
"WILL!!!!" Buffy cried pleading for me to come back down. I couldn't that would just make me feel embarrassed. But going to my bedroom was the wrong thing to do. Everything was left the way it was a day ago. Yet there was blood on the floor, my dead lover's blood and I had killed warren just to get my own back, which was something Tara would not have forgiven me doing. With her nothing ever needed to be said. But she was gone, and I needed to be strong and work on how to get all the evil Magics that were still in me.
Packing for England was the hardest, I found a few trousers and the warmest jumpers I had. Rummaging through some of Tara's stuff finding some sentimental brooch or something always linked to witchcraft. There had to be something harmless that I could take. I put my hand into one of her jackets, it smelt of some of the perfume she'd been wearing the day we made up and had the best night of our lives. I felt a smooth velvety object approach my hand in the act of taking in out of the silky jacket and into my shaking clutching hands. It was a small black box, nothing more, but when I looked inside, I saw the most beautiful thing, but it was no use to me anymore. A small silver engagement ring had been snugly fit in an opening fixed inside the velvety covered box. My hands were now shaking even more as I took the ring out of it's emotional habitat. Looking on the outside of the band, I saw them there, the letters of true love engraved onto the symbolic object. 'You make me complete' were the haunting writing chiselled into the 18ct white gold diamond ring. While I was trying to control the tremendous amount of tears rolling down from my shell-shocked cheeks; I fitted the glossy, lustrous ring onto my finger, it was then when I couldn't take it anymore. I tried to take the ring off my finger where the ring had suited my hand with great prominence. Someone I'd relied on for years. stopped me in my tracks. Buffy stared at me with mournful eyes. How was this happening to me? I thought that after Tara dying, that would be all I would get from her. Now I was left with something unmistakably moving.
"Come here." Buffy whispered with a comforting tone to her voice. She could not help but to feel sorry for me now. She wouldn't even dare herself to say any harsh words. Her arms opened for me to fit in. She was dubious at first, but I gripped her hard and she eased and did the same. I felt tears come down jumper as Buffy cried and soaked my cardigan gently. Her hands rubbed my back. We broke away. "Go on, Giles will be waiting." Buffy said trying not to cry anymore.
"Might see you round then" She nodded to this and I got up with my small suitcase and walked towards the door.
"I'm sorry", she said soothingly. I nodded too. Then she tried to wave me goodbye, but I already turned my back.
Xander had gone out. I knew he couldn't stand me going. He was the one that brought me down to earth with his loving words. All his hard work paid off but I didn't know if I was ever going to come back to Sunnydale again.