Author~~~ Beautifullyflaw
Title~~~ Someone's Standing On My Chest part 2
Disclaimer~~~~ They belong to Jos not me. But the plot is all mine.
Pairing~~~~ I have no clue right now
Summary~~~~~ Faith has somewhat of a break down after coming back to Sunnydale.
Rating~~~~ ehhhh Swearing and probably the "F" word a couple times so I'll just stay with R to be safe.
Note~~~~ I wrote this not really in particular episode I kinda screwed up with it. Faiths out of prison for doing her time and Angel owns Wolfram and Hart. The name came from a song by the band Atreyu. I am in no way making profit off there name or anything. But it's a great song. I don't know why I went pancake crazy I'm hungry
Feedback~~~~~ If you like it tell me you don't tell me that too. I'm a writer I'm always into improvement.
They had arrived at the dingy motel room that Faith had been staying at for a week now. Buffy took a look around there was the smell of vomit and there was no running water. Beer bottles were everywhere all she saw that was Faith was a backpack and a pack of cigarettes on the dresser the light flickered on and off giving the room an eerie deathly glow. The walls were a sick, pale green that made Buffy want to vomit. Faith didn't seemed at all bothered by her living conditions replying with a slight smirk that'd she'd lived in worse conditions. Buffy believed her how could someone live in this condition? Her eyes scanning over the room one more time seeing a pizza box to her left and dead mouse being devoured by cockroaches and ants she shuddered. Faith grabbed her bag and the cigarettes on the dresser she took out a lighter and lit one letting the smoke fill her lungs then exhaling as they closed the door and started the long walk to Buffy's house.
"You know those things take off five minutes of your life right?" The blonde said as the brunette once again took a puff of the death stick. "I'm a slayer how long do you think I'm going to last. Surely not long enough for lung cancer to set it in. Besides they calm me down help me to focus." She said as she blew out the smoke away from Buffy because she knew that she hated the things. Buffy smiled. They took a shortcut through the graveyard the sun was already up and shining. "Do you want one?" The brunette said as she took out another stick after finishing the last one. The blonde wanted to say no but was slightly curious about the reason why people smoked the disgusting things. She took one as Faith lit one for her she took the smoke in her lungs then started to cough. After a couple minutes had passed and she'd got the coughing in control she angrily looked at the younger girl who had a smile on her face. "You knew that was going to happen didn't you?" she asked already knowing the answer. Faith replied. "Happens to everyone, if you continuing it get's better." Buffy took another drag of it keeping herself from coughing even though the urge was great. Faith patted her on the back then grabbed the cig out of her mouth. "That's a nasty habit and I don't need your friends blaming me for it." Buffy protested but Faith put up her hands in a gesture that she wasn't going to let her have it back.
"So what are you going to do with mine?" the blonde whined. Faith put the other cigarette between her lips taking a drag of each. Three minutes later she was done and they were at the doorstep of her sister slayers house. Buffy took out her key then pushed the door open. "Here we go again entering her house and seeing the scoobies who will probably try to murder me in my sleep, which hey that isn't half bad." She thought miserably. Ever since the brunette had gotten out she'd had emotional problems she was on medication to help and keep her calm. Gunn had caught her a month earlier with a gun to her head and a note on his desk thanking him for helping her and the rest. She'd felt she deserved to die a murderer like her couldn't live shouldn't live. "I shouldn't be here." She mumbled now regretting coming back to summers house. It brought back memories she'd rather not remember. "Faith........ Faith." Buffy had been trying to get her attention for a while now but the brunette had a far away stare there was a sudden look of sadness. The brunette quickly shook her head all traces of the possible hurt now buried in her famous grin. "Sorry b..... got a little distracted in my head." She said as she pushed the memories to the back of her head. The blonde nodded. "You can either sleep in the basement or my room. I'd prefer you stay with me but it's up to you. Dawn and the rest should be waking up so just go take a seat. Faith's stomach growled. The blonde smiled as Faith's face turned a shade of red. "You remember where the kitchens at so go fix yourself something to eat. I'll be back soon I just need a shower." She said as she ran up the stairs.
Faith sat on a stool there was all kinds of food on her plate and a huge sandwich with anything she could find to put on it. She was happily munching on her goodies when Buffy's sister Dawn walked into the kitchen. She acted like she didn't even know Faith's past.
"How you been." The young girl asked.
Faith shrugged. "Ok you know slayer save the world and stuff." Dawn nodded. "It's good to see you." She grabbed a cup of fresh brewing coffee. Taking a sip she looked at the plates that held the Rogue slayers meal. "Are you going to eat all that?" She asked with wide eyes. The brunette nodded. "You're welcome to take a seat and help me eat these delicious waffles, pancakes, bacon, eggs and many other assortments of food." Dawn smiled then grabbed a fork there was a small sausage all by itself. The blonde eyed the meat stalking it till unsuspectedly she stabbed it with her fork then munched on it happily. Faith just sat there laughing till
Dawn started to eye her chocolate chip pancakes.
"You touch my pancakes and I'll bite you." She threatened with a growl. Dawn just snickered. "Is that a promise?" Faith looked up at the girl she had grown and actually had the guts to flirt with her. "You're welcome to everything but my pancakes they are mine!" Dawn smiled then proceeds to attack another defenseless food. A few minutes later a familiar redhead walked in she took a look at Faith then actually smiled. "Her red, sorry about well you know.....the whole trying to kill you thing."
Willow nodded grabbing herself a cup of coffee then taking one of faith's pieces of toast.
"Accepted, I'm over that now but I wouldn't mind to have a bite of those delicious looking pancakes." She cut the warm, chocolate, fluffy pancake she took a bite. Her eyes went all wide at how delicious it was.
"Faith this is really good." She said with her mouth full. "I know I learned how to cook in prison I can make all kinds of things." She said proudly. By the time Buffy got downstairs everyone was talking and laughing eating off of Faith's plates. She smiled as Faith told one her famous stories.
"So I'm looking at the guard totally confused and she's like just go. She's got this weird German accent so I had no clue what she was saying so in the end I just stopped what I was doing and started to talk like her she couldn't understand a thing I was saying." Faith said. Everyone was laughing. "Just for the record anybody who touches my pancakes again is going to get stabbed with my fork." Buffy walked right up to Faith grabbed the fork out of the younger girls hand cut her fluffy pancake then placed it in her mouth triumphantly. Faith gave the blonde the evil eye. "Now what was that you were saying about stabbing?" She said with a smile on her face. Faith rolled her eyes. "Never mind what I said she's an exception." "That's what I thought." She winked at her fellow slayer. They all finished breakfast Dawn went to the mall with Willow and Xander giving Faith and Buffy time to talk.
Faith was sitting on the couch in the living room Buffy sat opposite of her in a chair. She looked around eyes avoiding Buffy's honestly she didn't want to talk she just wanted to go. Maybe back to L.A. Angel offered her a job maybe she should take it. Buffy just sat there studying the girl looking for any hints of what was going on in her head. She didn't know what to say or how to begin talking to the girl. "So....... How was prison life?" If she could she would've taken that back the brunette flinched she knew this was going to be hard. "Council sent people in to kill me, spent most of my time in solitary confinement. One roommate tried to cut my throat while I was sleeping. I read a lot learned all kinds of shit like how to meditate and cook even learned to languages." Buffy laughed. But secretly she felt sympathy for the girl. "Well you're here so we know who one that battle. Things have been bad here Willow went evil and...." Faith looked at her then cut in. "Red went evil? Is that even possible?" She looked with an astonished look on her soft face. "She was using too much magic then Warren killed Tara and that's when she snapped and went ka puweeee and then all badness." "Out of all of you little scoobies she was the last one I'd expect to go all evil." Buffy shrugged. "We've all been evil before even Xander he was Dracula's....." Faith cut in again. "Whoa huh you met Dracula? Like the tall, dark, turns into a bat, kind of guy?" Buffy nodded her head. "You guys have been busy without me." "Yep I guess we have but my lives back to a somewhat normal state." Faith nodded. "That's good." "What are you hiding from me Faith it feels like something's wrong with you but I can't put my finger to it." Faith had begun to sweat. "Nothings.......wrong......B" Buffy nodded but was still suspicious. "Go ahead and get a shower will talk some more later." The brunette quickly got up and rushed for the stairs.
She turned on the shower feeling the warm water dance upon her skin. She had a lot of thinking to do she just hoped Buffy didn't find her medicine bottle in her bag. I really needed to find a place to hide that thing, somewhere not noticeable. She was on verge of telling her sister slayer everything but she couldn't do it. She's think I was weak and not even worthy to be a slayer either that or she'd throw pity then try to comfort me which would suck. I hate pity I don't need anyone I'm find all alone. She punched the wall in rage. Ooops. She's going to kill me.
Title~~~ Someone's Standing On My Chest part 2
Disclaimer~~~~ They belong to Jos not me. But the plot is all mine.
Pairing~~~~ I have no clue right now
Summary~~~~~ Faith has somewhat of a break down after coming back to Sunnydale.
Rating~~~~ ehhhh Swearing and probably the "F" word a couple times so I'll just stay with R to be safe.
Note~~~~ I wrote this not really in particular episode I kinda screwed up with it. Faiths out of prison for doing her time and Angel owns Wolfram and Hart. The name came from a song by the band Atreyu. I am in no way making profit off there name or anything. But it's a great song. I don't know why I went pancake crazy I'm hungry
Feedback~~~~~ If you like it tell me you don't tell me that too. I'm a writer I'm always into improvement.
They had arrived at the dingy motel room that Faith had been staying at for a week now. Buffy took a look around there was the smell of vomit and there was no running water. Beer bottles were everywhere all she saw that was Faith was a backpack and a pack of cigarettes on the dresser the light flickered on and off giving the room an eerie deathly glow. The walls were a sick, pale green that made Buffy want to vomit. Faith didn't seemed at all bothered by her living conditions replying with a slight smirk that'd she'd lived in worse conditions. Buffy believed her how could someone live in this condition? Her eyes scanning over the room one more time seeing a pizza box to her left and dead mouse being devoured by cockroaches and ants she shuddered. Faith grabbed her bag and the cigarettes on the dresser she took out a lighter and lit one letting the smoke fill her lungs then exhaling as they closed the door and started the long walk to Buffy's house.
"You know those things take off five minutes of your life right?" The blonde said as the brunette once again took a puff of the death stick. "I'm a slayer how long do you think I'm going to last. Surely not long enough for lung cancer to set it in. Besides they calm me down help me to focus." She said as she blew out the smoke away from Buffy because she knew that she hated the things. Buffy smiled. They took a shortcut through the graveyard the sun was already up and shining. "Do you want one?" The brunette said as she took out another stick after finishing the last one. The blonde wanted to say no but was slightly curious about the reason why people smoked the disgusting things. She took one as Faith lit one for her she took the smoke in her lungs then started to cough. After a couple minutes had passed and she'd got the coughing in control she angrily looked at the younger girl who had a smile on her face. "You knew that was going to happen didn't you?" she asked already knowing the answer. Faith replied. "Happens to everyone, if you continuing it get's better." Buffy took another drag of it keeping herself from coughing even though the urge was great. Faith patted her on the back then grabbed the cig out of her mouth. "That's a nasty habit and I don't need your friends blaming me for it." Buffy protested but Faith put up her hands in a gesture that she wasn't going to let her have it back.
"So what are you going to do with mine?" the blonde whined. Faith put the other cigarette between her lips taking a drag of each. Three minutes later she was done and they were at the doorstep of her sister slayers house. Buffy took out her key then pushed the door open. "Here we go again entering her house and seeing the scoobies who will probably try to murder me in my sleep, which hey that isn't half bad." She thought miserably. Ever since the brunette had gotten out she'd had emotional problems she was on medication to help and keep her calm. Gunn had caught her a month earlier with a gun to her head and a note on his desk thanking him for helping her and the rest. She'd felt she deserved to die a murderer like her couldn't live shouldn't live. "I shouldn't be here." She mumbled now regretting coming back to summers house. It brought back memories she'd rather not remember. "Faith........ Faith." Buffy had been trying to get her attention for a while now but the brunette had a far away stare there was a sudden look of sadness. The brunette quickly shook her head all traces of the possible hurt now buried in her famous grin. "Sorry b..... got a little distracted in my head." She said as she pushed the memories to the back of her head. The blonde nodded. "You can either sleep in the basement or my room. I'd prefer you stay with me but it's up to you. Dawn and the rest should be waking up so just go take a seat. Faith's stomach growled. The blonde smiled as Faith's face turned a shade of red. "You remember where the kitchens at so go fix yourself something to eat. I'll be back soon I just need a shower." She said as she ran up the stairs.
Faith sat on a stool there was all kinds of food on her plate and a huge sandwich with anything she could find to put on it. She was happily munching on her goodies when Buffy's sister Dawn walked into the kitchen. She acted like she didn't even know Faith's past.
"How you been." The young girl asked.
Faith shrugged. "Ok you know slayer save the world and stuff." Dawn nodded. "It's good to see you." She grabbed a cup of fresh brewing coffee. Taking a sip she looked at the plates that held the Rogue slayers meal. "Are you going to eat all that?" She asked with wide eyes. The brunette nodded. "You're welcome to take a seat and help me eat these delicious waffles, pancakes, bacon, eggs and many other assortments of food." Dawn smiled then grabbed a fork there was a small sausage all by itself. The blonde eyed the meat stalking it till unsuspectedly she stabbed it with her fork then munched on it happily. Faith just sat there laughing till
Dawn started to eye her chocolate chip pancakes.
"You touch my pancakes and I'll bite you." She threatened with a growl. Dawn just snickered. "Is that a promise?" Faith looked up at the girl she had grown and actually had the guts to flirt with her. "You're welcome to everything but my pancakes they are mine!" Dawn smiled then proceeds to attack another defenseless food. A few minutes later a familiar redhead walked in she took a look at Faith then actually smiled. "Her red, sorry about well you know.....the whole trying to kill you thing."
Willow nodded grabbing herself a cup of coffee then taking one of faith's pieces of toast.
"Accepted, I'm over that now but I wouldn't mind to have a bite of those delicious looking pancakes." She cut the warm, chocolate, fluffy pancake she took a bite. Her eyes went all wide at how delicious it was.
"Faith this is really good." She said with her mouth full. "I know I learned how to cook in prison I can make all kinds of things." She said proudly. By the time Buffy got downstairs everyone was talking and laughing eating off of Faith's plates. She smiled as Faith told one her famous stories.
"So I'm looking at the guard totally confused and she's like just go. She's got this weird German accent so I had no clue what she was saying so in the end I just stopped what I was doing and started to talk like her she couldn't understand a thing I was saying." Faith said. Everyone was laughing. "Just for the record anybody who touches my pancakes again is going to get stabbed with my fork." Buffy walked right up to Faith grabbed the fork out of the younger girls hand cut her fluffy pancake then placed it in her mouth triumphantly. Faith gave the blonde the evil eye. "Now what was that you were saying about stabbing?" She said with a smile on her face. Faith rolled her eyes. "Never mind what I said she's an exception." "That's what I thought." She winked at her fellow slayer. They all finished breakfast Dawn went to the mall with Willow and Xander giving Faith and Buffy time to talk.
Faith was sitting on the couch in the living room Buffy sat opposite of her in a chair. She looked around eyes avoiding Buffy's honestly she didn't want to talk she just wanted to go. Maybe back to L.A. Angel offered her a job maybe she should take it. Buffy just sat there studying the girl looking for any hints of what was going on in her head. She didn't know what to say or how to begin talking to the girl. "So....... How was prison life?" If she could she would've taken that back the brunette flinched she knew this was going to be hard. "Council sent people in to kill me, spent most of my time in solitary confinement. One roommate tried to cut my throat while I was sleeping. I read a lot learned all kinds of shit like how to meditate and cook even learned to languages." Buffy laughed. But secretly she felt sympathy for the girl. "Well you're here so we know who one that battle. Things have been bad here Willow went evil and...." Faith looked at her then cut in. "Red went evil? Is that even possible?" She looked with an astonished look on her soft face. "She was using too much magic then Warren killed Tara and that's when she snapped and went ka puweeee and then all badness." "Out of all of you little scoobies she was the last one I'd expect to go all evil." Buffy shrugged. "We've all been evil before even Xander he was Dracula's....." Faith cut in again. "Whoa huh you met Dracula? Like the tall, dark, turns into a bat, kind of guy?" Buffy nodded her head. "You guys have been busy without me." "Yep I guess we have but my lives back to a somewhat normal state." Faith nodded. "That's good." "What are you hiding from me Faith it feels like something's wrong with you but I can't put my finger to it." Faith had begun to sweat. "Nothings.......wrong......B" Buffy nodded but was still suspicious. "Go ahead and get a shower will talk some more later." The brunette quickly got up and rushed for the stairs.
She turned on the shower feeling the warm water dance upon her skin. She had a lot of thinking to do she just hoped Buffy didn't find her medicine bottle in her bag. I really needed to find a place to hide that thing, somewhere not noticeable. She was on verge of telling her sister slayer everything but she couldn't do it. She's think I was weak and not even worthy to be a slayer either that or she'd throw pity then try to comfort me which would suck. I hate pity I don't need anyone I'm find all alone. She punched the wall in rage. Ooops. She's going to kill me.