Disclaimer: Same as part 1. I own nothing.
Point Of View: Faith's
Part 2 Summary: Faith reminisces, wondering why she didn't realize Buffy could save her soul earlier.

You hated her ever since you knew she had him.

But she was like your drug, you couldn't be without her.

You had to try, right? You just had to.

And this whole time you're not quite sure why you're having such conflicting emotions.

Just like her, you finally found somebody to pillow your fall.

He was evil but you liked that, you liked to see her face.

It was like she actually cared about you.

You didn't think anything could get better or worse, for that matter, until the day he helped you.

The person you hated even more than her because he had her when you didn't.

She came back, she saw you, inflicted more pain on your worsening soul, but he was there and you realized they were no longer a couple.

You did something crazy, maybe it was because of what she said but you attempted to save your soul.

But he came back once again, asking for your help and you gladly jumped at his request, unknowing that it would eventually lead you back to her.

You fought at her side for weeks, knowing that she changed, she wasn't the innocent little girl you used to know and you found you couldn't hate her anymore.

So, when she awoke you from your nightmare, you didn't realize who was at the door, you would've killed that person even if it were God, coming here to give you redemption.

Just because you didn't want anyone to see your evil returning, but something flashed in her eyes and you caught it perfectly with your own.

You felt a chill arrive down your spine, in pleasurable waves and you love how you can't hate her anymore, or else you would've never noticed it.

You release your death grip from her neck, returning it to the collar of her shirt and slamming her against the wall.

She doesn't fight when you kiss her, you actually feel her relax a little in your grip.

You wonder why you've never tried this before.

But you know why, you actually love her and didn't want to hurt the innocence that used to gush from her.

She doesn't seem so innocent now as she battles her tongue with yours, you press your body close, just to feel her.

You internally punish yourself for not realizing that she was always the redemption you were looking for.