Faith woke up to Spike yelling at Liz, she groaned as she remembered what happened 'Damn where did Liz learn to hit like that?…and Why can't I move my arms?' she looked up at her arms which were securely handcuffed to the frame of the bed in the spare room of Liz's house.
"What the HELL is going on here Liz!" Faith screamed as loud as she could.
"Faith we need you to turn yourself in YOU'RE A MURDERER FAITH YOU HAVE TO." Liz screamed "AND I REFUSE TO BE YOUR FRIEND IF YOU DON"T TURN YOURSELF IN." Faith grimaced as she saw the bruises on Spike's neck 'I did that Oh God …I hurt Spike His gonna hate me'
"Look I need to pee ok? Now let me out of these or let's get on with the party" Faith said.
"This will NOT be one of your twisted sex games but I will let you pee" Liz said tiredly. She got the keys out for Faith's handcuffs and undid them. Faith got up and walked into the bathroom.
'Oh God Why the hell do I keep messing up like this? First with mum and dad then with school, with hurting Spike, killing, the fights at school, the trouble with the cops God why do I keep messing up?' She thought. She listened out for Spike and Liz who had gone downstairs to fight some more. She then realised what she had to do to stop screwing up. "Liz! Is it all right if I have a bath? Cause I stink" Faith called out to her friend after getting the ok Faith filled the bath tub with ice cold water and broke the mirror, knowing that she won't have much time she got in the bath, still wearing her wife beater and shorts, and with a bit of mirror dragged it along her wrists. "Now see if I can screw up" She asked no one in particular as her blood slowly flowed into the water turning it pink. The last thing she heard before passing out was Spike banging on the door calling her name before bursting it opening and running towards her.
Spike and Liz heard glass shatter in the bathroom and raced up the stairs to see what was happening. Spike banged on the door screaming out Faith's name when she didn't reply he tried kicking the door down. On the third kick the door gave in and Spike rushed in to see Faith lying in the bathtub of ice-cold water, blood flowing freely from her wrists. He looked at her face as he reached her and saw her eyes roll as far back as they could. He grabbed some towels from under the sink and pulled Faith from out of the water and wrapped her in one of the towels, the other towels he used to try and stop the bleeding from her wrists. As soon as he slowed the bleeding down he turned to Liz, who was still standing at the door with an unreadable expression on her face, when she noticed Spike looking at her she went to her room to get the portable phone and threw it to Spike, who caught it and called 911.
"Hello 911 what is your emergency?" The operator asked
"Yeah…My friend she…uh she slit her wrists. I slowed the bleeding down with some towels…and tried to warm her up with more towels. Uh…" he tried to stay calm but felt his voice wasn't going to cooperate with him.
"What's your address?" the operator asked.
"…Uh 2213 Hamilton Drive. How long will it take for an ambulance to get here?" he asked not wanting to see his best friend die.
"It'll be there in five minutes" came the calm voice from the other side of the line. With that Spike hung up the phone and put his hand to Faith's throat to feel a pulse. It was still there but slowing down.