(Author's Note: Lyrics in this chapter taken from Hoobastank's 2004 album "The Reason". Don't sue me O.O. I've also decided to put only partial lyrics in each chapter rather than the whole song. It's just too pointless to me.)

The slayer stared at the sleeping figure beside her, regretting every moment of it.

Not regretting who she was asleep beside, but regretful of the fact that she stayed.

They didn't do anything, just slept, clothes on, no sexual contact whatsoever, just... sleep. Tru kept Faith comforted with her gentle caresses and cuddling, Faith did the same.

I don't do this shit... relationships and me don't mix. , she thought.

I'm not a perfect person

Then why are you still here, Faithy? her mind thought back. I don't know, shut up. You can't move, can you? You're too comfy wrapped up in her strong arms, aren't you? NO! SHUT UP! You know it's true, you aren't the same "do 'em and ditch 'em Faith that you used to be, and you know it. You love her too, don't you? Why the hell won't you shut up? You're MY mind, I should be telling YOU what to think! Why am I having a conversation with my head? God... I'll show me...

Faith shook her head, and glanced over at her twin, who was still sleeping peacefully. She got up, and walked out of her room, through the living room, and out the door.

"This isn't me, I don't do relationships, right? Of course, I'm Faith, the "Slut bomb", the one who has one night stands... I don't fall in love... I can't... I'm like, evil or some shit." She mumbled to herself, caring less and less about the other occupants of the street staring at her like she was crazy.

Maybe she was.

"It's better for her if I leave..." Faith spoke to herself as she walked into somebody again. "Damn, twice and I've only been here a week!"

The young, blonde haired, blue eyed guy fell flat on his ass, and Faith stayed standing.

"Tru? Man, watch where yer goin'..." the man said as he got up and dusted off his pants.

"Huh? Sorry, do I know you?" Faith shook her head.

"Oh ha ha, funny, Tru" the cocky young man said sarcastically, "Harrison, your brother!" he scoffed, "as if you didn't know."

hmm... so this is Tru's infamous brother Harrison...I could play around with this a bit...

"Oh! Jeez, Harrison, sorry, I just woke up ya know, my eyes are kinda blurry still." She gestured towards her eyes.

"Ah, I see... so... is this like, a re-do day?"

"Uh-h... sure."

Harrison walked up to her and slung his arm around her shoulder casually "So then, who're we saving today? I mean, I am ever-so-grateful that you saved my life way back when and I think I should help you out, ya know?"

Something clicked in Faith's brain and her mouth started talking before she could think about what she was saying.

"Come with me... I think our, uh,"victim" is in this hotel."

Oh fuck, oh fuck, what am I doing.. this is her BROTHER.... God dammit Faith, you are one screwed up bitch... if Tru ever finds out what you're doin', she'll NEVER forgive you...

there's many things I wish I didn't do

They entered the dusty old hotel and Faith snuck Harrison into a room.

She locked the door behind her and took off her coat.

"Hey, Tru, when did you get a tattoo? And why'd you lock the door?"

Faith snickered and pinned Harrison against a wall.

"Ya see, Harry boy, I'm not your sister. I look and talk like her, but she ain't me, and I ain't her. Got it?"

"Ha. Yeah, sure."

Faith grabbed his collar roughly and lifted him off the ground.

"Now, when do ya remember Tru ever being this strong?"

Harrison gulped nervously as Faith inched her lips closer to his own.

Faith then shook her head and tossed him aside.

Oh, fuck that... I just CAN'T do this...

She thought to herself and ran out of the room, grabbing her coat.

My mind was right this time... and I hate me for it...

and the reason is you...

(AUTHOR'S NOTE #2: The next chapter will take place almost right after Faith exits the Hotel.)