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Chapter 9: The Past Always Comes Back To Haunt You
Faith stood next to the bleachers. The game was in progress and everyone was cheering loudly. Aparently Sunnydale High was winning, but the dark haired girl wasn't watching the game. Her attention was drawn by a certain blonde cheerleader, stupefied by the girl on top of the pyramid. As the formation came down, the game winning touchdown was scored and the crowd went wild. Angel took off his helmet and ran off the field towards his girlfriend. Buffy turned around in time to be embraced by the quarterback. Faith's face fell at the sight, she turned away from the pair and missed the longing look that came over Buffy's face as she watched the brunette's retreat.
The rebelious brunette walked behind the bleachers as the multitude of people filed away from the field. She pulled a pack of smokes from her back pocket and a lighter from her jacket. She placed the cigarette in her mouth, brought the lighter close with one hand and blocked the wind with the other. Suddenly, a soft rustling could be heard, so she stopped trying to light her smoke and listened carefully. She could now hear steps crushing the dry leaves on the ground.
"Well, fancy meeting you here." A familiar voice said from behind her. Faith slowly turned around, shock written all over her face. Her eyes roamed over the face that had haunted her dreams, ever since that fateful night. Those blue eyes that had been filled with so much anger long ago now stared back at her with the same sentiment.
"Spike." She stated, obviously surprised. She surveyed her surroundings hoping to find a way to escape the situation.
"Don't bother looking Faith, no one's coming to your rescue." He crossed his arms over his chest.
"What are you doing here?" The brunette asked, her attention returning to the man in front of her.
"I'm here to take my revenge." His black leather duster struggled against the cold autum wind as Faith's raven hair fell into her face.
"Can't we just forget what happened and move on?" She asked lifting a hand to push her hair back.
"I was stuck in a wheelchair for two bloody months! That's something I'm not just going to forget!" His hands came down to his sides in tight fists.
"You had it coming, Spikey boy, and you know it." The brunette's jaw tightened, and her hands clenched as anger shone through her eyes. The man's scarred brow raised and a grin framed his lips.
"All this time and you still haven't figured it out, Faith. It's sad really. She was playing you all along, she never wanted you. You were just her toy, a doll she played with whenever she felt like it. You think she was yours..." He shook his head.
"She was never yours! She's always been my girl."
Rage filled the brunette's body. She pounced on him, her fist connecting with his jaw as they both tumbled to the ground. Her body pinned his, making sure he stayed down.
"You're lying!" Her fist was raised once more, poised to strike as Spike laughed.
"I thought you were smarter than this Faith. Don't you remember what she told you after the fight." She was momentarily distracted as memories of the event filled her mind. Taking his chance, Spike head butted the distracted brunette and pushed her off him. They both scrambled up from the floor, Faith crouching into a fighting stance as Spike shoved his hands into his pockets and chuckled.
"You still seem a bit confused, so I'm going to make things clear for you. Drusilla and I had a rather nasty fight that night. She stormed out of my car yelling that I would pay for being mean to her. She knew that you would do anything for her, so she went to you with a made up story about her rape, and well...you know the rest of the story. Didn't end up too good for me." Faith shook her head in denial, her hands coming up to clutch her head.
"No! She...she told me she loved me! She was the only one that ever loved me." The last part was said in a weak voice. Taking a couple of steps back, the brunette frowned as Spike's words echoed in her head. The blonde man avanced on her like a tiger stalking it's prey.
"It's all true Faith. If you don't believe me, you can hear it from her. Dru, princess, tell the girl here what really happened." A tall, pale, long haired girl emerged from the shadows.
"Hello, my knight in shinning armor." Drusilla gave Faith one of her cynical smiles.
"Dru, tell me what he says isn't true. Tell him that you loved me." The brunette pleaded.
"Oh, but I can't do that. I can't lie anymore, not after what happened last time. What you did to my poor Spike was just horrible." The tall woman now stood next to Spike, her arm draped over his shoulder as she pressed her cheek against his.
"You see, Faith, I was telling you the truth, but enough chit chat. Let's get this over with." Drusilla clapped her hands excitedly as Spike removed his leather coat.
Faith was honestly hurt by the woman's admission. It wasn't the fact that Faith had been in love with Drusilla, but that the other woman had accepted her. The world turned it's back on her the moment she admitted that she was gay, even her parents hated her. Dru had loved her when the rest of the world refused to, but it was all a lie. Drusilla had been faking the whole time, and Faith had been deceived by it.
The blue eyed man rolled up the sleeves of his red button-down shirt, and got down in a fighting stance. Noting that Faith hadn't moved since the revelation he snapped his fingers to get her attention.
"Hey, pay attention! I'm about to kick your ass here." Snapping back into reality, the brunette looked up at the woman that had managed to trick her into believing she loved her. Drusilla still had the same smile on her face as when she first stepped into view. Seeing the unconcearned woman made her seethe with anger. Her eyes hardened into a glare, and her hands balled into fists.
"No Spike, I'm gonna be the one kicking your ass tonight!" Stepping closer to one another, the two fighters started to circle each other. Spike delivered the first punched, but it was easily blocked and returned by Faith. Stumbling back from the punch, Spike grinned.
"You're quick," He faked a high left, and jabbed her in the stomach. Faith clutched her stomach and coughed as the wind was knocked out of her.
"but I'm strong." Quickly recovering from the blow, the brunette kicked the gloating man in the gut. Faith tried to kick him again, but this time Spike was ready. Grabbing her foot he pulled her close and used her momentum to elbow her in the face. The brunette groaned in pain, and clutched her bleeding nose as she doubled over. Spike gave her a kick and she went flying through the air. Landing hard on the ground, Faith pulled herself up on her knees. Keeping herself up with one hand, she clutched her stomach with the other as Spike walked closer.
He crouched in front of her and grabbed a handful of her hair. Pulling her into a standing position he yelled at her,
"Look at you, not so high and mighty anymore!" He raised his fist in the air to strike her in the face, but Faith punched his jaw first. He staggered back and the brunette used the oportunity to punch him a couple of times, following it with hard kick to the balls.
"Guess again, Spikey ol' boy!" Clutching his groin in pain, Spike quickly recovered and stood up. Blood now poured down his face from a cut over his brow. He spit down on the ground, blood pouring out of his mouth from a split lip.
"Bitch, you're gonna pay for that!" He pulled a knife from his back pocket and charged towards Faith. The brunette didn't have time to react, she only saw the shinning metal before it was plunged deep into her belly. Falling to her knees, the brunette's hand came down to her midriff. Time seemed to slow into a crawl. She looked up at Spike's satisfied expression, then her face lowered to expose her bloody hand. Her vision blurred, but before she succumbed to the pull of darkness she saw Spike's body hit the ground, and what seemed like an angel holding a large object rushing to her side.
TBC...
I got a little inspiration to write this and the previous chapter from a song called "I Lied My Face Off" by the group Alkaline Trio. They're fucking awsome! They have a single out right now called "Time To Waste" which is also really fucking good!
I gotta stop advertising stuff on my stories, 'cause in my story "Gone Away" I was advertising the group Offspring...oh great, now I'm advertising my own story in this story... I'm so fucking pathetic. There is something else I gotta stop, saying the word fuck. It's really true what my lighter says "I don't have a foul mouth, I just like to say fuck a lot."
I should probably just shut up...after I say one last thing. Just fucking review already and stop reading my stupid ramblings!
Go on, I'm waiting...