Cordelia and Wesley had both left for their own apartments but Faith had
still not come back inside yet. Still outside talking to her precious
Torry. Angel thought sarcastically. What did she see in him that he didn't
have. It didn't matter. Right now he had to find out what that guy was up
to. He still couldn't forget Faith sitting in the park where he found her
right before she had passed out unable to move. A few hours later He'd
found that Torry had been waiting in Faith's hotel room. "How long were you
there for?" "I don't know around three, four hours." "What!? Why?" "I don't
know, I couldn't move."
Had Torry been expecting Faith to come to her room and pass out? Was that why he was waiting for her then? Only he hadn't counted on Faith just staying the park. Another thing that bothered him, Faith had changed during her short stay in prison, but Faith had let Torry get very close to her, he knew that it wasn't just his jealousy that told him Faith didn't let people in that quickly. Lorne. He was at his club. Had Lorne ever read him? Maybe he knew something. Faith. He had to tell her. But then she would just get mad at him again, and that was the last thing he wanted. If she moved away from him Torry could get closer to her. He didn't even know what that guy was up to. Was it her being a slayer? Or worse, was he just some deranged sexual psychopath.
He's always trying to hug me and stuff. That made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He had to get that guy away from her. Faith. The rouge slayer, the murderess, the convict, the dark and beautiful goddess. He wanted her for himself, there was no use going into self denial over it. He'd thought that Buffy was the one, then Faith came along crying in the rain, begging him to kill her. He had feelings for her even then, of course he hadn't had the time to notice it before Buffy came along and turned the whole thing into her personal drama. He still cared for her and all but she was so self-centered sometimes it made him want to scream. Faith. He had to help her all over again, maybe this time she would stay for good.
Better get back inside before Angel burst out the door and dragged her in by force. She noticed that he kept glancing out the window at her and Torry talking. He looked like he was going to strangle him. Why did he have to be so over protective? "Look I'd better go, Angels waiting for me." She said. A frown crossed Torry's face as he stood in front of her. "Okay then. I'll see you tomorrow." He said before walking away. Faith let out a sigh and went to the front doors of the hotel. She was just a few feet into the lobby when Angel came out of one of the back rooms. "Fait..."
"Look, Angel. I'm tired. Can we just talk about this in the mourning?" Faith said offensively, walking by him toward the stairs.
"Faith wait!" He watched as she turned around still giving him an icy glare. "I'm sorry, for the things I said earlier. I just.. care about you a lot, and I don't want anything to happen to you."
"It's okay. I know. Just stop worrying about Torry. He's just some guy I like to hang out with."
"Hey look, can I make it up to you? You said earlier you still needed some more clothes and some stuff to decorate your room. You want to go shopping with me tomorrow night?"
"Sure! I'd really like that." She said giving him one of her rare smiles.
?
'Okay good, Faith will be with you tomorrow night, she'll be safe, and she'll be with you.' He'd given out a small smile at that thought. 'Just me and her.' Focus! Until then you have to check out that Torry guy he reminded himself. There IS something wrong with him. You're not just being deluded and paranoid. Right?
Sorry this chapter is kind of short. I have a lot of stuff to do and I'm also working on a story I haven't updated in a while. Tell me what you want to happen from here. I love suggestions.!
Had Torry been expecting Faith to come to her room and pass out? Was that why he was waiting for her then? Only he hadn't counted on Faith just staying the park. Another thing that bothered him, Faith had changed during her short stay in prison, but Faith had let Torry get very close to her, he knew that it wasn't just his jealousy that told him Faith didn't let people in that quickly. Lorne. He was at his club. Had Lorne ever read him? Maybe he knew something. Faith. He had to tell her. But then she would just get mad at him again, and that was the last thing he wanted. If she moved away from him Torry could get closer to her. He didn't even know what that guy was up to. Was it her being a slayer? Or worse, was he just some deranged sexual psychopath.
He's always trying to hug me and stuff. That made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He had to get that guy away from her. Faith. The rouge slayer, the murderess, the convict, the dark and beautiful goddess. He wanted her for himself, there was no use going into self denial over it. He'd thought that Buffy was the one, then Faith came along crying in the rain, begging him to kill her. He had feelings for her even then, of course he hadn't had the time to notice it before Buffy came along and turned the whole thing into her personal drama. He still cared for her and all but she was so self-centered sometimes it made him want to scream. Faith. He had to help her all over again, maybe this time she would stay for good.
Better get back inside before Angel burst out the door and dragged her in by force. She noticed that he kept glancing out the window at her and Torry talking. He looked like he was going to strangle him. Why did he have to be so over protective? "Look I'd better go, Angels waiting for me." She said. A frown crossed Torry's face as he stood in front of her. "Okay then. I'll see you tomorrow." He said before walking away. Faith let out a sigh and went to the front doors of the hotel. She was just a few feet into the lobby when Angel came out of one of the back rooms. "Fait..."
"Look, Angel. I'm tired. Can we just talk about this in the mourning?" Faith said offensively, walking by him toward the stairs.
"Faith wait!" He watched as she turned around still giving him an icy glare. "I'm sorry, for the things I said earlier. I just.. care about you a lot, and I don't want anything to happen to you."
"It's okay. I know. Just stop worrying about Torry. He's just some guy I like to hang out with."
"Hey look, can I make it up to you? You said earlier you still needed some more clothes and some stuff to decorate your room. You want to go shopping with me tomorrow night?"
"Sure! I'd really like that." She said giving him one of her rare smiles.
?
'Okay good, Faith will be with you tomorrow night, she'll be safe, and she'll be with you.' He'd given out a small smile at that thought. 'Just me and her.' Focus! Until then you have to check out that Torry guy he reminded himself. There IS something wrong with him. You're not just being deluded and paranoid. Right?
Sorry this chapter is kind of short. I have a lot of stuff to do and I'm also working on a story I haven't updated in a while. Tell me what you want to happen from here. I love suggestions.!
