Velvet Skies
Chapter Two:
Pendulum Swings
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It starts with one thing
I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life awayIn The End Linkin ParkXI woke up in the bed alone. I could feel the warmth from her side still so I knew she had left recently. I wondered if she even saw the way I looked at her. At this thought my stomach gave a twinge, I hope she didn't I don't want her to think I'm such a pathetic puppy in love with her. Sitting up I heard the shower running and I couldn't help but smile.
A song seem to trace its way around my head, and I began to hum the tune, although I couldn't think of the name, the song or even the lyrics, the tune suck there. I would have joined her in the shower, in fact I should have, but I felt like the awkward teen that wanted to believe for once that she was straight. I have known for a long time I wasn't straight, I also knew that sexuality is an illusion.
God I sounded like some anti-religion woman. It didn't matter. So shaking my head and knowing that it was mattered, I picked up your hairbrush and brushed my own, this time I didn't bother with anything fancy, so I just left it the way it was.
When I heard the shower stop and saw her come out stark naked before dressing, I remembered the way she had no shame. I also remember the time she told me how she went naked into a public pool. She is still banned from there. I think she could feel my eyes boring into her, because a hint of a smile was on her lips.
"Why did you really come looking for me?" She went straight to the point and I avoided eye contact with her dazzling eyes. She came up to me, pushing hair away from my right ear and I could feel the warmth of her breath. "Tell me Li."
"I- can't" I said sounding defeated, she would of known if I was on the dark side, but I think she suspected something a long the lines, god I hope she didn't, I wouldn't do anything like that to her, I almost died trying to get away from that life. She scowled, but I wasn't quite so sure if she was scowling at me or at something else.
"Come on, we've go' to see Angel." She murmured as she pulled her leather Jacket on before pulling out a lip-gloss and painting her luscious lips. They glimmered in the soft sunlight and as she pouted them to get a better look at them in the mirror I almost jumped her. The way her eyes darted softly to me made me wonder if she was doing it on purpose, she always did play like a cat with a mouse when it came to sex.
I put my sunglasses on and pretended I hadn't done anything to show what made me lick my lips when her eyes weren't looking. She grabbed my hand and pulled me close, I could almost breath in her scent as she grabbed my keys from my pocket and left me standing there in a soft daze.
She was driving me crazy with her flirtatious movements, her expressions and what she did with her body, whether it was taking a step or shrugging on a jacket, but when she danced, I felt the butterflies and I felt my throat go dry. Yesterday had been a great, powerful and heart-retching moment of my life, now if only I could tell her why I was here.
They had cast an enchantment over me, a keep-me-silent spell, I couldn't say anything about it because when I did, it felt like someone was choking me and I could feel my body begin to collapse, so I kept silent. So sue me, I was afraid of death.
Faith guided me to Angel's room, and when I appeared seeing him in sunlight I almost keeled over in shock until they explained about the glass. "So Lolita Briggs, what brings you to L.A?" It was the first question he asked, and the only one I wanted to answer but couldn't.
"I can't say." I admitted to him ashamed of my strength and my fear. I queried if they knew that I couldn't say anything or if I just wouldn't. The glare Faith gave me, lead me to believe it was the latter and not the former.
I could feel the awkward silence like a cool breeze on a winter day. It was cold and upsetting, biting at my skin and making me feel worse then I already was. Biting my lip and hugging my stomach I looked at them from under my eyelashes, "Help me?"
Those two words threw them back; it confused Faith because there should be no reason for me to ask for help if I wouldn't tell them why… right?
But with Angel, he kept a blank expression, I knew it shocked him, but it was kind of like he expected it to happen. I could feel the metallic taste from where I had cut open my inner lip, with Faith's quizzical expression and Angel ringing up Wesley I was getting scared.
I didn't like the looks they had, she looked like she was ready to murder something, and I really didn't want to be there when she did. And he looked like he was going to tell me something I don't want to know about.
"We're going to test you." I hate tests, they included needles and enchantments over enchantments to cause charms and check for hexes. The last test I had was to check for cancer, I didn't need another one so quickly after.
XThe test included prodding, poking and telling me I was not allowed to eat for six hours. Fun… not. Faith had left some time ago to cool off, I think she went hunting because she had a nasty looking weapon in her hands when she said this, and her eyes were darker and had lost the mischievous glimmer I adored.
I licked my lips in impatience as I awaited the results. A cold shiver ran down my spine as a doctor in a white lab coat came back, her blonde hair was tied in a French roll and she had thin rims upon her nose which made her look both smart and sexy.
But her expression told me nothing, I hated it when Doctors expression told me nothing, it meant either really bad news or no results that could be found useful. She tapped a pencil against the results, probably trying to think of a way to explain the problem, or lack of results.
"Miss Briggs," ah here it was, her expression changed when she looked at me, "it appears by these results that you're with child." Ok, I must of misheard… with-child, but that would of mean some.
"I haven't had sex with a man in a very long time." I have been off men for a long time to. This wasn't good, this means their tests are faulty, I've had none of the symptoms, I've been on the pill, which would stop the monthly cycle, but aside from that…
"Miss Briggs, what about demons?" Think brain, did I… oh my fucking god, that's what happened between the two weeks of my unconscious state of mind. Ah shit, I had been such a good person and now I'm pregnant with a-a… demon?
"By the look I will take that as a yes, now there are some options we can take, but from the looks of the pregnancy it seems the baby is tied to you with an enchantment, so abortion is out of the question. But, we could eliminate the child once it has been born."
"Could-could I not answer these questions right now?" She softly smiled and nodded her head.
"But Miss Briggs, do you have any idea was the demon looked like?" I shook my head; my memory had been altered to not even remember their voice. I hated it when things played with my memory. "I see." She wrote something down before looking back up at me, "One more question, do you know when the child was conceived?"
"One month ago." She scribbled something down before smiling at me.
"That will be all, you are free to leave, but we would like to check up on you once a week, maybe we can find the species of the hybrid." I nodded my head, still a bit dazed before walking out of the room.
X"What the fuck do you mean pregnant?"
"Well Faith, when a woman was taken hostage and then a month later finds herself pregnant it means she was raped."
"Can't you get it aborted?"
"Its tied to my life line, I kill it and I kill myself."
"Is this why you came to me? Because you were taken hostage?" Her dark eyes frightened me with how cold they were, Faith didn't hate children, but she did hate demons, and I guess I was a lot lower then humans on her respect list, now that I was pregnant.
"No, its… something else." My vision began to cloud with tears and I could feel my lip trembling. No matter how hard I tried to be a bad ass, I would always be the girl who would trip and fall, Faith was the Bad Ass who would pick me up and slap me, telling me to be stronger.
"Please don't hate me."
She looked torn between hating me and feeling compassion. I was scared for what choice she would make. Instead she just walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I jumped at the noise remained where I sat. Biting my lip, I waited for her to return.
When three hours had passed, I found myself curled up on the couch, still waiting. I almost fell off when a key turned in the lock and she strolled in. I pretended to be asleep just so I wouldn't have to hear her leave again. I despised hearing her leave. I've listened to it happening too many times.
"I know you are awake, you're breathing pattern is slower when you sleep." My breath hitched for a second when she stood over me. "I'm not angry with you, but you're such a pain at time Li." She was using my shortened name again, that means she will forgive me.