Six Feet Under
AN: OKAY PPL LITSEN UP I PUT UP SUM PRETTY CRUCIAL CHAPTERS AND HAVE RECEIVED NO REVIEWS. ARE PPL NOT READING OR ARE U READING BUT NOT REVIEWING.or do u not like it *acts embarrassed* PLZ R&R this time and my chapter will totally b longer..o and I only accept constructive critisim *wink*
"Ashes, to ashes, dust to dust, let our beloved sister rest in eternal peace." Beloved? What did he know he's never seen her cry or hug her when she shrieks because of the lightening, or when she was sick and wasn't scared to pick up my pet spider. Beloved is his term, or was. The priest sprinkled some crap on my beloveds casket as it was lowered into the ground, a hell mouth swallowing her perfect body in one gulp. I couldn't, I just couldn't watch. How pale she was lying in that casket, how lifeless and dull she was lying in that casket made by unworthy hands.
It would be the last time he would see her smiling face, or the laughter they had shared. He had lost his best friend along with his wife. Worst of all Rachel hardly even remembers her and this breaks my heart.
Falling quickly, cascading into the ground, You stole my essence my every pound. How I wish to see you smile, If only for a while, Can't stay, can't you see, Without you there is no me. What will she do without her mother, What will I do without my lover, Dearstest don't take this flight, Come back to us, make this right. Death is in your eyes, In Denial I tell myself these lies. Can't stay, can't you see, Without you, there is no me? (A/N: my own creation aren't you all proud!)
"Papa?" a small hand reached out and glided gently into Angel's. "we are going to be alright, I know because she told me." Rachel smiled at her distraught father, trying to give him some sort of comfort.
"I know baby, I know." Angel tried to smile back to give her to reassure her that things were going to as they were, but in truth they wouldn't and it only made it harder for him to grace her with his trademark smile. She was too much like Buffy and it scared him, the little gestures and nose wrinkle. He had made up his mind there was nothing else to do. Suddenly his heart tightened and began to beat faster and faster, it was too much, he couldn't be there.
"Angel are you alright?' came Willow's soothing voice.
"Take Rachel." And with that he left the cemetery and walked out on all of their lives. One more moment with these people he would go crazy, the trees shoke with her strength the air smelt of her perfume, and the laughter of his small child intoxicated his thoughts. She was so close but so far away. So he bailed, what was he to do? All the things he had promised her at death just seemed so impossible. She would have a good life here without him. Giles, willow and Xander will protect her, I swear it."Forgive me beloved, forgive me."
AN: OKAY PPL LITSEN UP I PUT UP SUM PRETTY CRUCIAL CHAPTERS AND HAVE RECEIVED NO REVIEWS. ARE PPL NOT READING OR ARE U READING BUT NOT REVIEWING.or do u not like it *acts embarrassed* PLZ R&R this time and my chapter will totally b longer..o and I only accept constructive critisim *wink*
"Ashes, to ashes, dust to dust, let our beloved sister rest in eternal peace." Beloved? What did he know he's never seen her cry or hug her when she shrieks because of the lightening, or when she was sick and wasn't scared to pick up my pet spider. Beloved is his term, or was. The priest sprinkled some crap on my beloveds casket as it was lowered into the ground, a hell mouth swallowing her perfect body in one gulp. I couldn't, I just couldn't watch. How pale she was lying in that casket, how lifeless and dull she was lying in that casket made by unworthy hands.
It would be the last time he would see her smiling face, or the laughter they had shared. He had lost his best friend along with his wife. Worst of all Rachel hardly even remembers her and this breaks my heart.
Falling quickly, cascading into the ground, You stole my essence my every pound. How I wish to see you smile, If only for a while, Can't stay, can't you see, Without you there is no me. What will she do without her mother, What will I do without my lover, Dearstest don't take this flight, Come back to us, make this right. Death is in your eyes, In Denial I tell myself these lies. Can't stay, can't you see, Without you, there is no me? (A/N: my own creation aren't you all proud!)
"Papa?" a small hand reached out and glided gently into Angel's. "we are going to be alright, I know because she told me." Rachel smiled at her distraught father, trying to give him some sort of comfort.
"I know baby, I know." Angel tried to smile back to give her to reassure her that things were going to as they were, but in truth they wouldn't and it only made it harder for him to grace her with his trademark smile. She was too much like Buffy and it scared him, the little gestures and nose wrinkle. He had made up his mind there was nothing else to do. Suddenly his heart tightened and began to beat faster and faster, it was too much, he couldn't be there.
"Angel are you alright?' came Willow's soothing voice.
"Take Rachel." And with that he left the cemetery and walked out on all of their lives. One more moment with these people he would go crazy, the trees shoke with her strength the air smelt of her perfume, and the laughter of his small child intoxicated his thoughts. She was so close but so far away. So he bailed, what was he to do? All the things he had promised her at death just seemed so impossible. She would have a good life here without him. Giles, willow and Xander will protect her, I swear it."Forgive me beloved, forgive me."