(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Lyrics in this chapter (#5) are from Nelly Furtado'' 2000 album "Woah, Nelly"... and for the record, I dunno what the non-English words mean... I think they're Portuguese...
Also, to Puffy Marshmallow, THANK YOU SO MUCH! YOU ROCK!)
SCARED OF YOU
-I'm Sorry... I forsake you, I'm sorry that I left you, I'm sorry I did forget you, And I'm sorry that I made myself feel better, By making you never feel good enough-
It was a day after Luc's funeral... she should be doing some serious mourning right now, but she couldn't.
She didn't know how.
So she just sat there. On the bed, with her hands clasped together, and she stared into the nothingness of her dark, empty room.
She felt so alone right now, and nobody around to help or (try to) understand.
Until Faith walked in the room slowly, creeping in the door carefully as if to avoid an attacking army.
"Hey... Tru?"
No response. Just a sniff.
Faith took this as a chance to walk in fully and shut the door quietly behind her. She walked up to the bed slowly, and sat down beside her despondent friend.
"Tru... hey, how ya doin'?"
No response again aside from the occasional teary sniff.
Faith sighed softly and put her arm around Tru's shoulders.
"Um... you... okay?"
The slayer felt a hand slap away her own rather viciously, and a deep angered voice surface from Tru's throat.
"Honestly... do you THINK I would be okay, Faithy?" Her voice dripping with anger and sarcasm.
"Well I just thought I'd..." Her explanation was interrupted by Tru standing up and pointing to the door.
"See, that's the thing, Faithy, you NEVER think. Your little slayer brain is way to small and fragile to make thoughts on it's own. Now get out."
That, was a LOW blow. But Faith ignored it, because she finally, after all those torturous years, found someone who understood her, someone who she could talk to without being judged. There was NO way she was gonna let that go with some stupid, half-hearted insult.
"But-"
Tru scowled at her angrily, "GET OUT FAITH! NOW!"
Faith held back the tears she was fearing letting out. She got up and walked to the door, stopping briefly without looking back, "I'm... sorry Tru. If you ever do need me... I promise I'll be here." She spoke in a voice just barely above a whisper, she closed the door and walked away.
-I know you'll shine much brighter than I ever could, Maybe that's why I was... Scared of you, (And everything I do I'm still thinking of you) oh, you, and I know you were scared of me, (but every time I tried to love you I just fell through) too-
Tru flopped down on her stomach, buried her head into the pillow and she slowly began to sob.
Those tears weren't for Luc.
Why did I do that...? Why did I treat Faith like that... she was only trying to help but I just... pushed her away... like I did with Luc! I feared what he would do when I told him... so I pushed and avoided... I can't let this happen again!... I gotta tell Faith that I'm.... so... sorry... She thought to herself, and came to the conclusion that she should try getting up if she was to go and apologize.
But crying had made her weak and so tired, so she just lay there, slowly losing grip on her thoughts and drifting off into a deep sleep.
-Desculpa-me se eu te ofendi, Desculpa-me se eu te esqueci, Desculpa-me se eu te deixei, Eu te deixei, E desculpa-me por me sentiri bem com tua dor, Sabes que eu te adoro, Mais sei que tua estela é maior, Do que a minha, E por isso, Eu tenho medo deste amor (os dias passo pensando em ti) amor, Medo deste amor (Salva-ne porque agora estou caindo) amor-
She'd get up early tomorrow, and find Faith in her apartment somewhere, and she'd apologize, and everything would be okay... and they could....watch movies... or something... have a girls night out.
Tru's only thoughts were of Faith as she fell into dreamland, where visions of Faith would still own it.
-Scared of you, I was, Scared of you, I was, Scared of you, Scared of you, Scared of you...-
Everything would.. be okay.
(AUTHOR'S NOTE #2 This is basically the kick-off chapter for the whole Tru/Faith pairing.)