Poor spike. Oh well one more chapterand its all done. R&R
Spike walked in to the living room head hanging low. Life as he knew it would never be the same. Freedom as he had once perceived it now carried an entirely knew meaning. He sat on the couch for a moment and contemplated the events of the day. It only took a mysterious woman to shake his mundane life and make it new and exciting. But at the end of the day he could never have that life… this was his life whether he liked it or not. Destiny… what a word he thought. If he truly believed in all that… that everything in this life happens for a reason…. Then there surly had to be a reason for this. There had to be a reason for all of the shit and all of the pain and all of the silent grieving. But only time would divulge the reason. He stood from the couch and went to his room for his shower things. He turned on the shower and let the hot run… no cold... like he liked it. He removed his suit jacket and his shirt. Next came of his bloodstained pants. He slid into the streaming heat. The water beat down on him. Hmmm he thought … feels like its washing away my pain…. he stopped the thought. He remembered the night he met tonie. When the rain poured down and she so eagerly accepted the healing. How she danced and sang and romped in it. Almost child like. He held onto this memory. He stepped out of the shower and dressed in sweatpants and nothing else. Strolling back into the living room he saw Faye and jet watching TV Both listened eagerly. Faye clasped her hand over her mouth. She saw him enter the room. "Spike im…." The TV noise poured on "a woman was shot today out side of the grand mane hotel. ….." the reporter trailed on. Spike stared for a moment jet abruptly lowered the volume. "Spike say something" Faye said in a whisper.
"Life's hard… get a helmet" spike said before heading into the kitchen. Faye trailed after him. "Faye" he spoke softly. "im sorry about earlier….. But……I can't ever see us as being more then just friends…. I mean maybe someday… if taken slowly….. But not now…." Faye turned her glance
"I understand" she said giving him a smile. Spike went to his room and slept he had dreams of tonie the mysterious jazz singer, who with one song stole away his being. He would never see her again. Only in a song filled dream……… what a lovely way to burn
One more chapter weeeeee! If you have enjoyed this one then look for the sequal titled fever till you sizzle. Love you guys!