Chapter 3
Feeling extremely low and helpless, with no money, no place to go and no Willow, Tara just sat on the curb. What else could she do? She was feeling like crap and she had ruined any chance of winning Willow back, simply because there was no way Willow would trust her now. Tara rested her head in her hands for what seemed like a lifetime, not that she had one of them yet, or ever would. She really just wanted to start the day over so she could get it right, but she knew that would never happen. She spent the whole day pondering what to do next, but by dark Tara still hadn't thought of anything. Eventually, after walking around for a while, the tired blonde came across a park in which she layed down and tried to get some sleep.
The next morning Tara woke up, after not all that much sleep, and saw a familiar face standing over her looking down. It was Willow. Tara's heart started racing, as did her mind and her arms suddenly had goosebumps all over them. That was probably due to the fact it was a pretty cold morning. Tara sat up and looked at Willow in her big red coat with a blue scarf rapped around her neck. Tara's insides were turning with excitement, fear, confusion and also probably a bit of hunger too. "W-Willow, what are y-you d-doing here?"
"I want you to tell me the truth Scott, who are you and why are you here?" Tara looked at Willow and tried to make her face look less guilty, but she was having troubles. Should she tell her the truth? Would she believe her?
"I-I-I-I uh...I am Scott M-Maclay..." Tara paused for a second to study Willow's facial expression, it was somewhat blank, but in a sad way. Tara so wanted to pull Willow into a hug and tell her it's all ok, but she couldn't so she continued, "I-I'm T-Tara's b-brother...k-kinda long l-lost...I-I only j-just f-found m-my family then found o-out..."
"Why are you here?" Tara could see that Willow was now fighting back tears. Seeing that made Tara want to cry, but she knew she couldn't.
"I-I heard about y-you a-and I-I wanted t-to meet you. I was n-nervous before and I didn't know h-how to tell you be-because I didn't think you'd believe me...that's why I w-wasn't completely honest with you b-before," Tara wasn't sure what Willow would do, but she was pleased when Willow took a seat next to her on the bench.
"You never met her?" Tara shook her head. Willow paused for a minute as to think about what to say, then continued, "You missed meeting the greatest woman that ever lived." The two sat there on the bench in silence for probably two whole minutes. It wasn't like in the house the previous day all arkward and weird, it was almost peaceful.
"Would you like to stay with us?" Willow's question startled Tara and she wasn't able to get her answer out clear, her stuttering was getting worse, so she just nodded.
Tara got into Willow's car and they drove back to the house. When they arrived it was empty and Red gave Tara a tour of the house. Buffy's room, Dawn's room and the room which she called "Kennedy's room", but one look in there and Tara knew that was also Willow's room. The blonde's heart just sunk to the floor, they were living together, in the same room. Just the way she had when she was with Willow. Tara hid her feelings and chatted happily away with Willow, sitting in the lounge room with a drink. It didn't take much effort to hide her feelings though, when she was chatting with Willow, she just felt happy.
Of course happy feelings don't last forever. Kennedy had to return. Both the blonde and the red head looked up as Kennedy walked in the door. "Hey Will, oh hey...Scott?" Tara nodded and noticed that a worried look washed over Willow's face. "I-I told Scott it was ok if he stayed here...for a few days." Kennedy looked at Tara then dragged Willow into the kitchen.
"Will, he's a complete stranger and you're letting him stay in the house? You didn't even talk to the other people who live in the house."
"Buffy and Dawn have gone away for the weekend and I-I didn't think you'd mind." Kennedy sighed and pulled Willow closer. With a little seductive grin on her face she replied, "I was hoping we'd have the house all to ourselves this weekend."
"He doesn't have anywhere else to go." Kennedy lost her seductive grin and looked quite annoyed, "Whatever," She said before walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Willow, a little grumpy with herself for causing an argument, walked back into the lounge room to find Tara standing up to leave. "Don't go!" Willow surprised herself at how much she didn't want Scott to leave. Again, unable to get many understandable words out, Tara just sat down again.
TBC
