AN: Two chapters in one day well ain't you guys lucky! Lol. Soz this one isn't all that long.
And yeah Balthazar is a little OOC... So I apologise right now for that. As I said in the last chap I LOVE reviews so don't be shy! You may notice some of my much loved Innocence and Pathway to Hell in here... Maybe the odd thing here and there ya know! God I miss Luceria and Murphy sob i'll be fine. The lyrics at the start are K's Choice - Virgin state of mind. See you guys later.
"There's a chair in my head in which I used to sit,
Took a pencil and I wrote the following on it,
Now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be,
Dig it up and throw it at me,
Dig it up and throw it at me."
Midnite's.
Some song played in the background. I hadn't noticed, didn't really care.
How long had I been here drinking away my misery?
Glass after glass after glass.
Vodka, whiskey, rum and the more 'exotic' drinks.
Black viscose tar… Marleys Bright red… Scarlet.
A deep green which stung like hell… The name really couldn't be said by humans but it translated into something roughly like 'venom'
I downed my thousandth drink letting my head roll onto the bar.
I was beat.
I wanted to go home but standing really wasn't an option.
Then there was the rent… Long overdue.
Why the hell had I tried it on with Constantine? Why had I been such a god damn slut? Fuck the first thing you see that has a dick?
Hell I was stupid.
A sleazily looking demon slid into the seat beside me, running his fingers through my curly hair.
"Lay off…" I slurred pulling back a little.
"Oh baby don't be that way, you're a whore ain't you"
I laughed a little longer than a should have drawing some weird glances.
"Yeah coz I'm in a real fit state for a hard night of fucking"
"What's up baby, demon stab you in the gut"
I lunged loosing my balance and falling from the high bar stool.
Agony. Pain washed over me like a thousand tidal waves crushing my body. My vision blurred. I felt the familiar warmth of blood seeping through my wound.
Not again.
Tears filled in my eyes. I couldn't move, couldn't even breathe.
"Faith"
I'd recognise that cocky voice anywhere, Balthazar.
"Goo way." I mumbled into the floor.
He pulled me roughly to my feet, I sobbed then slapped him hard across the cheek.
Balthazar raised an eyebrow barely flinching.
"I'm in god damn fucking agony!" I screamed angrily the blinding pain sobering me up.
"Can't you be fucking gentle"
Balthazar grinned pulling me towards him.
"Close your eyes Faith. Let me take care of you… Just like old times"
A small sob escaped my lips. I leaned against the half-breed giving into the darkness reeling me in.
I was floating.
Lighter than air.
My body soaring high above the pain concealed in LA.
The screams, sirens.
I was floating.
Lighter than air…
I woke finding myself in the oh so familiar bed of Balthazar.
I was lying on silky satin sheets, a feeling of warm satisfaction filling my body.
I sat up slowly taking in my surrounding.
Yes, this was Balthazar's place for sure.
I was wearing a red nighty, how tacky, Balthazar always did like this sort of stuff but I had never let him clothe me before.
I rose to my feet, previous pain gone and to my surprise no hang over.
I made my way to the magnificent lounge.
"Faith"
"Balthazar…" I replied.
"So you're finally awake, how's the head"
"Fine…" I said warily.
"Yes, I though so, do you want a drink?" Balthazar asked.
I nodded.
"That would help"
Balthazar disappeared leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I had tried it on with John…
Fuck how embarrassing!
I had to see Gabriel, tell her I wasn't gonna be her slave any more, I wasn't gonna do this pointless task.
John was damned, fucked beyond mine of anyone else's help.
"Here." Balthazar said snapping me from my thoughts.
"Water?" I questioned.
"You're dehydrated. Drink it"
A concerned Balthazar that was a new one.
I took the glass gulping down the refreshing liquid.
Balthazar grinned inching closer towards me.
I didn't recoil. Didn't even flinch.
"You want me?" I asked steadily looking him square in the eyes.
"I want you"
I moved forward meeting him quickly.
He pulled me into his arms kissing me passionately, snaking his tongue into my warm, moist mouth.
He pulled me closer as I returned his kiss, moving my hands slowly to rest on his ass.
He pulled his expensive shirt off, dropping it carelessly on the floor.
His smooth skin felt so good…
I was being led into the bedroom... felt myself falling onto the silken sheets.
His hand was inching slowly up my nighty…
"Balthazar stop!" I said breathlessly.
"Why?" He asked between kisses.
"I can't! I've just been stabbed for God sake"
"Don't worry." He said hushing me with another kiss.
"I'll be gentle"
I snorted.
"Yeah, you be gentle? That's something I would love to see"
He ran his finger down my face, tracing my jaw lightly.
"I promise"
I didn't know what it was about the situation…
What was different now?
He just felt sincere and for the first time in my life I trusted him.
"I trust you." I whispered allowing his hands to wonder freely.