Chapter 2

Here is my story...

Faith had killed man.
Cold blooded murder. I think I was still in the land of denial. I just wanted to wake up from this horrid nightmare and I would be safe in bed with no murderess in my house. Of course it never happens like that does it?

Faith had helped my stunned self into the apartment. She knew I wasn't taking this well.
I loved Faith, I really do. Ever since we were in high school we were best friends. I had had a boyfriend and he was hurting me and Faith "rescued" me. She was my protector and I was the responsible one. We never felt like we could survive without each other.
A year ago, I again was in another abusive relationship. Nothing bad just he would slap me once in a while. (I always seemed to go for the bad boys.)
Once he had made a huge mistake he had hit me in front of Faith. Faith had ended up wailing on him until he was unconscious and in a coma.
She's still on probation for that.

Faith helped me into my room. She knew that I couldn't handle this so she did all she could do to help.
She sat me down on my bed. I wasn't moving at all as the images ran through my mind.
She reached over and too k the bun out of my hair. Then helped me undress and helped me into bed.
She did this. She murdered someone. I couldn't believe that.
She was now pulling the comforter over me and turned off the light leaving.
I drifted off to sleep as the nightmares filled my head.

I woke with a jolt the ending of a nightmare had woke me.
I was sitting up straight in my bed but I was so exhausted I fell back onto the soft material and just stared at the ceiling.
Not so shocked anymore I could fully think about what was happening.
I hope Faith was right when she said she'd take care of everything. Murders happened all the time in L.A. How was this any different? Then I realized something was different. It was happened to us.
You always hear about these things but you never realize that it can happen to you till it does.
Just then Faith came rushing into my room.
"It's on TV"
My eyes widened as I rushed into the living room. The TV was on the local news station

"Cops found the body of John Jamison in the alley behind a bar in L.A. Cops believes they have found the killer due to anonymous witness. No further information will be released at this time."

The TV had just told me they have found out who killed the guy. I started to panic there was a knock at the door.
I felt like I could of fell over that ever second. I walked over to the door then opened it.
"Hello?" I asked the woman at the door behind her stood two men.
"Hello are you Buffy Anne Summers?"
I felt like I was about to be killed. "Yes." I stuttered out.
"Miss. Summers I have a warrant for your arrest. Please come with me."
"What!" I asked, they thought it was me. They thought I killed this man I didn't have the heart to tell them it was Faith.
"What!" I heard Faith from the background.
"Witnesses have placed you at the crime scene last night. Please come with me."
"No!" Faith yelled. "You can't she didn...." I interrupted her.
"Faith calm down." She came up to me and whispered.
"You didn't do it."
I whispered back to her just out of the range of the police. "Faith let me take this you could get in a lot more trouble for this instead of me. They don't have evidence that I did it. Just a witness. Just someone's word. You actually have evidence against you. Physcical evidence. Plus you're still on probation"
Faith hung her head down knowing she couldn't fight with me and nodded.
"I love you B." She told me. I looked up to face her.
"Love ya too." I said giving her a hug. I finally released and the female officer took my hands and cuffed them. I could see the pain in Faiths eyes as she did that. I wasn't sure if Faith would break down crying or attack the officer. Fortunately I was pulled out of there before we had a chance to find out.
My hands hurt so much the officer, that the others called Lilah had held of my hands really tightly and it stung.

Lilah shoved me into the car back seat. I felt like I was trash. It was weird how people could make you feel like that.

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