Author's Notes: NO! I DO NOT OWN CB!
The rest of the week had gone by smoothly I guess you could say. Faye tried her best to act normal, being sarcastic, bitchy and complaining about everything. But inside she didn't feel normal at all; every time Spike walked by she couldn't help but glance up at him to see if he was looking at her as well. But every time she did, it seemed like he didn't even know she was there as if she was transparent or something. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts, thoughts that she couldn't make out. Every night she would just lie in her bed and stare up at the ceiling, as if she was searching for an answer to something.
She hated not knowing what was going on inside of her head...and her heart. Her heart felt like it was falling to pieces every second of the day. Sometimes she just wanted to crawl into a hole and cry but she couldn't, she was Faye Valentine, Poker Alice, the shrew, the bitch. This was probably the first time since Spike left that she felt alone, and how ironic because Spike was back now and she felt even more alone than she did when he had left.
Faye yawned and stretched while keeping her eyes shut pretending she was asleep, not wanting to wake up to the reality of feeling alone, feeling like a nuisance. Finally having the motivation she got out of bed and took her clothes to shower. She heard the shower, and she knew Spike had gotten to it first obviously, so she walked over to the couch and laid down on it waiting for him to be finished.
She didn't really know when she had drifted off to sleep, but she felt someone's light touch on her shoulder. The hand was a little damp but she let a soft moan escape and shifted a little. The hand on her shoulder shook her a bit to wake her up but she merely brushed the hand off her shoulder. She could sense that the person was getting aggravated but she ignored it, she heard the person walk off and then some rustling in the kitchen. She opened one eye to see but shut it again when she heard the footsteps coming closer. When she heard the person stop in front of her she was going to wake up but then suddenly she felt two ice cubes travel down her shirt and neared the line of her shorts.
"Ah! What the fuck!!" Faye yelled as she stood up trying getting the ice cubes out of her clothes. She then heard someone's soft chuckle, turning around she saw Spike standing there with his arms crossed and smirk on his face.
"Why the hell did you do that"? Faye yelled as she grabbed the ice cubes from under her shirt.
"You wouldn't wake up and you were in my sitting place," Spike said as he walked around her and sat down on the couch. Faye felt anger swell up in her, taking what was left of the ice cubes she lunged at him and pinned him to the couch as she tried to stick the ice cubes down his shirt.
Spike grabbed Faye's hands trying to fight back, I mean he could take on Faye but he was afraid that he would hurt her. Then one of her hands had gotten loose and then soon he felt the coldness of an ice cube travel down his back, and then he let go of Faye's other hand which was pretty much holding her up and suddenly she fell onto Spike's chest.
Both of them froze, Faye slowly turned her head up and looked at Spike but noticed he wasn't even looking down at her. His head was turned upright and he was looking at the ceiling fan as it was spinning. Faye didn't know whether she should get up real fast and make a break for the shower and avoid him all day, or just take in what is happening. Which wasn't really anything that big, but she was lying with Spike and in this moment she felt truly happy. 'What if he is pissed off because I am just laying here on him. I should just get off...' So slowly Faye began to get off but suddenly Spike brought a hand down on the small of her back to keep her there.
Faye's eyes went wide as she looked back up at Spike and saw that his face was still upright but beneath his eyelids he was looking down at her. She laid back down on him for a few more moments before deciding she'd better get off before Jet sees this and gets the wrong ideas.
She began to get up and this time Spike did not stop her, he only let his hand fall from her back as she got up. When she reached the shower she turned around and watched as Spike sat up straight and put his face in his hands. Never in her life did she have such a big urge to run back to him and comfort him, she wasn't even sure if he was sad but she just felt like she had to. But she didn't, her mind wouldn't listen to the cries of her heart, as she walked into the bathroom slowly shutting the door. 'Maybe after the shower I will feel more refreshed and then I can talk to him about his actions later...' she thought to herself as she stripped of her clothing, turned the water on and got into the shower.
Spike sat there with his head in his hands. 'What did I just do? Why did I just do that?' Spike's mind was racing with questions that he didn't really think he could answer. 'Maybe I just needed to have someone near me, or maybe I just needed to feel someone's body against mine one more time...' he thought to himself. But something pulled at his heart knowing that those were only excuses to what was really going on behind the façade.
'Maybe for a moment I thought she was Julia...' but he quickly smacked himself mentally. 'No, no one could replace Julia...' and then suddenly another voice said, 'and no one can replace Faye Valentine.' Spike leaned back in the couch with his arm over his forehead. He listened to the running of the shower, and imagined Faye's body in there... Spike quickly shook his head.
"What the fuck am I thinking?" Spike said aloud and sighed inwardly. 'This is so fucked up...' he thought to himself and the voice answered, 'Do you really think it is?' Then he replied,
'Yes, me thinking about Faye like THAT, no way hozay.'
'I don't think it is that far fetched, she is an attractive woman; she is quite the adventurous one, full of spite and sarcasm. Sounds like someone I might know' the voice said.
'Who me?' Spike said curiously, and shocked. 'Yes you, who else would I be talking about. You are the only one who can hear me' the voice replied angry. "What the hell! I am fighting with myself?" Spike said aloud once more and then Jet popped in.
"Who are you talking to Spike?" Jet asked a little concerned knowing that no one else was in the room with him.
"Myself." Spike said.
"Oh, just wondering..." Jet said as he watched Spike.
Spike switched on the T.V. and then heard the shower shut off, he felt his heart skip a beat. 'What was that then?' the voice asked.
'Shut up!' Spike said to himself. Jet looked at Spike a little scared as he watched Spike's facial expressions change so often. Shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders he headed into the kitchen to start breakfast. "Today is going to be weird, I can feel it..." Jet said to himself as he pulled out eggs.
Well since itzjustme asked me to write the chapters a little bit longer, I did. Just a little though, but it's good enough for now. And thank you EVERYONE for the reviews they have made me mighty happy .