Title: Empty But For The Hunt
Author: Goddessa39
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Spoilers: Grad. Pt.2
Summary: Buffy's POV post Angel leaving.
Timeline: post Angel leaving.
Pairing: BA
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the drabble.
Feedback: Please. I need my reason for writing- your ideas and me knowing my work is read.
Rating: (May change. But I cannot write NC-17.)
Notes: Drabble. Angsty.
Changes: Nothing after grad pt.2
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Hunting.
The prey is in the darkness. Home is in the comfort of the darkness.
'Where is Home?' you ask.
In the darkness, of course.
They can't understand why I don't want them with me. I want to be alone. No, that's not true. Lonliness is the sacariest thing there is. I learned that a long time ago, and I won't think of who said the same thing.
I don't want to be alone. But I can't have them around. They don't understand. They don't know, don't see, won't believe, but it doesn't matter. Only he would understand. And I won't tell them of the freedom I feel whenever I let go.
My mate is gone- he left me in smoke, and I wish I had burst into ashes then and there. I gave myself to him, time and time again. Be he ignores the connection and screws with his idea for me: a normal life.
Normal.
What is normal when Darkness is the home? In darkness is Home.
But he is gone.
He left me, hollowed.
He. Is. Gone. I can't seem to understand it.
But I know this: Only the Hunt is left.
And even it is empty...