The next day Liz went over to Faith's very Spartan apartment and was shocked to see her friend eerily calm, especially after what happened the night before, as she washed the white top that she had tied around her waist the previous night.
"Faith we need to talk about what happened last night" Liz told Faith, who just finished washing the top.
"Nothing happened" Faith replied calmly.
" Faith you killed a man!" Liz said close to tears.
"Two men" Faith told her sighing "I went back and that skinhead, he was also dead."
Liz looked at her friend in disbelief.
"Faith you need to tell the police. They're gonna find the bodies." Liz pleaded
"We are not going to talk about this again. We're not even talking about it now Ok? There are no bodies. Took them, weighted them then dumped them." Faith said without remorse.
"Faith you really don't get it, do you? You killed two men!" Liz cried
"No you don't get it. I. Don't. Care" Faith said with a daring smile, hoping it would hide the fact that she was beyond terrified inside.
After Liz left Faith's apartment, she went over to see Spike and tell him what Faith had told her. After she told Spike, he decided to talk some sense into Faith. As he stood in front Faith's door he thought 'Damn this is a dumb idea, what if she gets violent…Oh well here goes nothing' he knocked on her door.
When she opened the door, he looked her up and down. Her dark brown wavy hair tied up in messy bun and she was wearing a cropped black wife beater and a pair of
Low rider black shorts, her four tattoos standing out against her pale skin – the tribal one on her right bicep, the 'Trust No One' on the outside of her left ankle, the heart with wings on the small of her back and the words 'Bite Me' on the back of her neck. He swallowed hard and tried to keep eye contact.
"Hey Spikey. Want to come in?" Faith said smiling as she stood back to let Spike through.
"Just wanted to see how you are F?" Spike asked cautiously.
"Well S, I'm five by five" Faith replied. Spike went over and sat on the sofa, and tensed as he felt Faith sit next to him and put her arms around his shoulder. Spike thought back to the night before 'God was she hot…Dangerous but hot' dressed in black leather pants, black corset singlet – that brought out her tribal tattoo on bicep, her three other tattoos covered by clothes, black steel-toed boots and a white top tied around her waist. Her long dark brown hair, which had been straightened, nicely falling around her face and bringing out her chocolate coloured eyes, that were surrounded by black eyeliner and black eye shadow, her lips a deep red colour that made them stand out against her skin 'My God she was so bloody hot mayb…' Spike stopped all thoughts as he felt Faith sit on his lap and put her hands around his neck, choking him. He heard Faith tell him that she could make him die. Faith wasn't really thinking about anything besides slowly choking her best friend to death. She was only seconds away from making him lose consciousness when she heard the door open and saw Liz running towards them, Faith's baseball bat in her hands. Liz hit Faith over the head with the baseball bat. When Faith fell to the ground and tried to get up, Liz hit her twice more, the last thing Faith remembered was Liz asking Spike if he was ok then she welcomed the darkness in hope that the pain of being hit in the head with a baseball bat would subside once she blacked out.