It's been ages since I uploaded last! Here's the newest chapter. Enjoy.
Faith POV:
It's been a week since Buffy left. Each night she stumbles away from that stupid bastard Riley to limp around on patrol. She looks horrible, with bags under her eyes and worry lines starting to appear on her forehead. The way she takes in her surroundings has changed too, like she's afraid he'll come after her even then. Damn, I wish I could help her, but if the Scoobies haven't noticed by now, it's doubtful they're gonna help.
Truth is, I'm all she's got.
Watching her from behind a thick screen of bushes, I sigh. Maybe she'll listen to me now. So I step out and call to her, keeping my voice gentle.
"B? D'you want to actually consider letting me help you?"
Buffy POV:
I'm limping along on patrol, struggling to keep myself upright. All the muscles in my body ache, and I know I'm gonna be even worse off when I find a vamp. Then, without warning, Faith's voice rings out behind me.
"B? D'you want to actually consider letting me help you?" she asks, and I whip around with a gasp. She can't be serious! This is a trap, I know it is. Faith can't be trusted. I start to breathe faster, balling my fists and taking the best stance I can.
Seeing my reaction, my dark-haired slayer sister shakes her head. "I won't fight you, B."
Her voice is soft, melodic. She's never spoken to me this way before, prefering to keep her tough Boston drawl. But now she moves forward, taking my fists and pulling me into a warm embrace. I can't fight her like this! With a whimper of fear, I try to shove her away. Feeling her grip tighten, I start hitting her again and again. Through it all, Faith holds me close and lets me hurt her.
After a while, I just collapse into her arms. Only then does Faith react. Putting an arm over my shoulders, she pulls me away toward the safety of her apartment.
I just wanted to leave a new chapter for my readers. Thanks in advance, and as always, review!