X Woman Chapter Three
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Buffy lay on a hard bed, when she realized why she was so aware. 'HOSPITAL!' Her mind screamed.
She hated hospitals. It was probably the one phobia that Buffy had that stood within normal border phobias. It was somewhat normal, although most people would think that she took it way too far. Then again, she entered a hospital by her cousins' sides, and later watched as a monster called a Der Kindestood sucked the life out of her fellow playmate. Of course, it she didn't remember that until she saw the monster for himself again.
She had blocked it out when none of the grown ups believed her. Scott, her cousin and other best friend at the time, didn't even really believe her.
Buffy didn't even bother wondering if that was why she hated them so much. There were a lot of reasons she could simply think of off the top of her head, starting that hospitals are bad, and that was that.
Plus, her mind was too busy screaming at her body to get up, and run to the nearest non- hospital place she could find.
She looked down at her clothes, finding that she at least wasn't in a hospital robe. Those things were another thing she hated about them. The blue and white paper dress stuck to skin and made noise whenever someone shuffled around. They were annoying and uncomfortable. She3 couldn't see why they just couldn't stay in normal clothes or put a pair of PJs on. Even those white shirts and pants that surgeons used were more comfortable.
She took a slow look around her surroundings, having to screw her face up at the still-blinding light. She had to squint, and her slayer senses just made it worse.
'This doesn't look totally like a hospital.' She thought to herself. 'Why am I here?' She thought to herself again. 'Where is he- he should be here shouldn't he? Where's Angel-' and then it came to her.
She muffled a whimper and closed her eyes, cradling her knees against her chest as she remembered. "Oh God..." She said aloud, and to herself. Her eyelids screwed themselves shut at the memories and she tried not to let them replay in her head as they did over and over again. She could practically hear the sickening sound the sword made as it pushed into him like warm butter. Se tried to settle her breathing back down.
Buffy surprised herself. Tears dripped down her face as the memory played through her head like it had been doing since that night, like an ongoing movie, torturing her over and over again. She didn't think she had any tears left.
His eyes, showing confusion that she knew would have betrayal in them if she was ever to see him again passed in front of her mind and she whimpered again right before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body went limp again, falling back into the position that her limbs were in before she awoke.