Faith kept turning the page to find yet another one of her. This was starting to get a little creepy. She shut the book and looked at it in front of her. Why were there so many pictures of her? Angel was her friend but even with that this was just a little....disturbing. She wasn't sure if that was the right word. She could ask Angel about it, which would mean she would have to tell him how she got the book to begin with, which was something she really didn't wanted to do.
Faith opened it again to look at the drawings of her. Angel had gone into incredible detail in some of these. Why? Did it matter?
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Where the hell was it?! Angel looked around the room he had practically torn apart. He couldn't find. Had he taken it out of the room? He didn't think so. Then where was it.
'Okay relax. It's always in the most obvious place.'
'The 'most obvious place' would be on top of the book shelf, and its' not there, behind it, or anywhere around it.'
He had to find it. Maybe someone came into his room and-....Who would come into his room?
Faith would, she comes in here all the time looking for you or just sometimes to get......a book.
Oh crap.
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Faith starred at the pictures of her. She heard a noise coming from the other room, it sounded like someone was rearranging furniture or something. She heard a door open and foot steps. She closed the book and quickly put it under the covers.
The door sprung open and Angel walked.
"Faith........Have you seen a book in my room? A sketch book? I can't find it and was just wondering if you'd seen it?"
Faith could feel all of her muscles tighten and her heart pound four times louder in her chest.
"Uh.....no I haven't seen anything like that around here. I could help you look for it." She said innocently. She felt incredibly guilty for lying and was completely sure he had seen right through her.
"No, that's okay. I'll find it sooner or later." He said turning and leaving the room.
She let out the breath she had been holding. How was she going to get the book back in Angel's room now?
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Faith didn't have it, which was good. But did she really not have it or was she lying? Why would she lie? Angel continued down the hall. Did she have or had she seen it? He wanted her to be telling the truth. He wanted to think that she hadn't seen it. But he wasn't sure.
I'm sorry its been so long and I'm REALLY sorry this is so short but schools staring and I've had family over so I'm starting to go out of my head. I'll try to update A LOT more soon. This should only be another couple chapters.
