Disclaimer: Do you think I own BTVS? If you do then you deserve to be bitch slapped by the one and only Faith then have a stake shoved up your ass by Joss Whedon.
Ch. 4: Gettin' Friendly
Faith:
When we all came back from our day of shopping I was in a damn good mood. The day started out bad but ended great. Honestly, I haven't had so much fun in a long time. Everyone was laughing and joking around with each other, having a good time. The newbies aren't really that bad either, they're a good bunch of kids. I even got B and Red to laugh when Xan-man was kicked out of Victoria Secret, which I had everything to do with. Told ya I'd get him back for earlier.
So when we came back to the hotel and I suggested we go out and check the clubs, there were no objections. Queen C told me about this hot place not too far away called the Red Room, so in about an hour everyone was dressed to kill and ready to go. Though I had to admit I looked sexy as hell in my black, skin-tight, signature leather pants and black, backless top the showed off my stomach, I had nothing on B. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. She had on this simple, tiny red dress, but it hugged ALL her curves so well...damn, she got curves!
"Hey, maybe you should pick up your jaw from the floor before someone trips on it." Kenny, that brat, whispered in my ear a little loudly.
I glared at her as she tried holding in her laughter and the room suddenly got hotter. Must've been cuz of all the people in one place. On the way to the club I kept my distance from B until I had full control of my body once again. It sucks how she can turn me into a horny, teenage boy just by wearing a tight dress.
We got to the club and found out there was a reason they called it the Red Room. Almost everything was the color red, the bar, tables, couches, lights, dance floor... The gang sat at some tables while me and Xan-man ordered some drinks. At the bar I reacquainted myself with an old friend of mine, Jack, and had some shots of him. By the time we got back to the tables with the other's drinks I was feeling the music. I convinced some girls to come out and dance with me and that's when the good time officially started.
On the dance floor I let myself go and just let my body move to the music. I could feel the beat of the song vibrate through my veins and pump into my blood. I loved losing myself like this, its like I'm not me anymore, I'm only another person in the crowd. But at the same time I could feel the eyes of others on me as they followed my movements lustfully, it gave me a sense of power. There were some bold guys that tried to dance with me but I easily moved away so I could enjoy myself more.
Curiously, I gazed around me to see what the others were doing. I instantly saw the newbies dancing with themselves a little to my side. Then I spotted Dawn talking with Xan near the bar, I took a second look at how close they looked and smirked to myself. I turned back to the original table and saw Red, Kenny, and B were the only ones there talking. Before I looked away though, I saw Red and Ken get up and move to join the dance. That left B alone and gave me the perfect opportunity to test my earlier theory.
Stealthily, I moved off the dance floor and moved to the bar to get a drink before I made my way back to B. "Hey." I said as I plopped down on a chair next to her.
"Hey." She said back as I sipped my drink. That 'hey' sounded pretty sad.
"You ok?" I ask nicely looking at her.
She looked at me for a second before training her eyes down to her own drink and smiled. "Yeah, I'm five by five." We both laughed a bit at that and I felt her mood lighten up.
I heard the DJ put on a song I liked and chugged down the remaining liquid my bottle held. I stood up quickly and yanked B's arm with me.
"What are you doing?" She asked surprised and a little resistant.
"Come with me." I say huskily with a wink just to embarrass her, which I did. "Come on and just dance with me." I pleaded. She still looked hesitant but I pulled her to the floor anyways.
People move out of our way so we make it to the middle of all the dancing fast. There is enough room for both of us to keep our personal space and I close my eyes and start dancing. I don't have to see to know that B isn't moving, but after a little while she is and soon loses herself in the music too. I peek through slotted eyes and watch the beautiful woman in front of me let go and have fun.
We continue to dance as the night goes on and are slowly pushed closer together as the floor gets more crowded. Then I feel a hand brush against my hip that sends goosebumps all over my skin. I open my eyes and find B so close, almost pressed into me, with her eyes still shut and completely oblivious to anything around her. I decide to screw it and lazily wrap a loose arm around her waist and keep dancing. She opened her eyes for a while and saw me but didn't pull away and closed her eyes again.
Little by little I hold her tighter till she wrapped an arm around my neck. If the music weren't so loud I'm pretty certain she would have heard my heart beating a mile a minute. Whenever she'd brush against me it was like being touched by fire and ice at the same time. My skin would burn but there would be a chill in its wake that caused me to shiver. If she knew what she was doing to me, she didn't let it show as she kept dancing with a little smile at the corner of her lips.
One of the songs ended when she opened her green eyes again and unwrapped her arm from me. My heart dropped at the loss of contact and I took my arm back from around her and looked at her questioningly.
"I'm getting kinda tired so I'm just gonna go sit down for a while over there." She motioned to the tables where most of the others were.
"Yeah, me too. Want anything at the bar?"
"No, but thanks." She gave me that beautiful smile of her's and walked off.
I headed the other way and regained my breathe that I hadn't known I lost. My chest felt like it was under tons of pressure but it didn't hurt, it just made me sigh every other breathe. Damn that girl, look what she's doing to me! I thought sourly but with a grin on my lips I couldn't wipe away as I ordered a much needed drink. I needed something to distract me from the thoughts plaguing my mind when my eyes caught a VERY intriguing sight on a slightly hidden couch in the corner.
I wondered what I could do that would squeeze the most fun out of this situation. Deciding an upfront accusation would do I walked over to the occupied couple on the red couch.
"They grow up so fast." I announce dripping with sarcasm and waiting for their shocked faces. Dawn and Xander pull apart from each other so fast that Xan-man fall over the armrest and sprawls on the floor. Entrance fee to a hot club: $10. Cost of drinks at a hot club: $7. The look on Xander's face when I catching him sucking face with B's little sister: priceless.
I took a seat on the couch before I started rolling on the ground in laughter as Dawnie helped Xan-man up. Can today get any better? I think happily between laughs.
"Faith, stop laughing! Its not THAT funny." D scolds me standing next to Xan.
"If you saw your faces you would know it WAS that funny." I retort and regain my composure. "But truthfully, its not all that surprising. Tweedle D finally gettin' together with Tweedle Dumb." They look insulted, which looks funny so I chuckle.
"Hey, I resent that statement. If anything she's Tweedle Dumb." Xan say, does he even know what he says sometimes?
"Hey!" D yells and smacks him on the arm and he cowers in fear. She turns back to me with a serious expression. "Faith, could you do us a favor and just keep this between us please?"
Her pout and puppy dog eyes remind me so much of B that I can't say no. "Sure, whatever. But one day I will collect that favor, from the both of you."
"Thanks Faith." She says relieved as she hugs me. "You always were so cool."
I pull away from her and put back my tough, bad ass look on. "I know, but if you really don't want to get caught I don't think making out ten feet away from your sister is the brightest idea." I got off the couch and picked up my beer before I passed by Xan and whispered in his ear. "Better take care of her." He nodded his understanding.
I walked back to the table and sat at the only empty chair next to Kenny. I did a double take of the group and noticed that B was no longer here.
"Hey Kenny, where's B?" I interrupted her conversation with Rona.
"I think I saw her go to the bathroom." She answered quickly before turning back.
I thought about waiting for her to come back but I'm not known for my patience. Plus I needed to use the bathroom to so I got up again and went in the direction Ken pointed to. Remember when I asked if the day could get any better? Well the Powers That Bedecided to answer me witha resounding 'NO' as I got to the less crowded part of the club. There, in the dark lighting against the wall stood Angel and B, my B, kissing.
I don't know how long I stayed there watching them. Time held no meaning as my blood ran ice cold. My heart stopped and I couldn't breath. Then, like lightning, I understood what being staked in the heart felt like. But I didn't turn to ash like I wish I did, instead that stake was being rammed again and again into my chest and wouldn't stop. Next thing I see is the back door of the club as I rush through it into the dark alley behind.
I don't know what I was doing or where I was going, I just knew that I had to get out of there. I had to or else I would have done something incredibly stupid. The second I saw soul boy with B I wanted to kill him. Not just kill him, I wanted to beat him with my bare hands till all that was left of him was a bloody smear on the floor, walls, and ceiling that would match the club. I wanted to rip his heart out and tear it apart so he could imagine what I felt, and that scared the shit out of me.
I knew that it was wrong and that I shouldn't do it but I don't think I ever wanted to do something so much in my life. I just wanted to hurt something, hurt someone, anyone, destroy. I walked the midnight streets alone with my fury and pain. I couldn't let go of the anger cuz once I did I would only feel sorrow. And I had cried over that bitch, Buffy, too many times already to start again.
