Post by coco on Mar 27, 2007 20:37:36 GMT -5
Title: Better than Me
Author: Coco
Disclaimer: I don’t own the show or any of its characters.
Pairings: Buffy/Faith
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A day in the life of Buffy’s mind. Season 3.
AN: Buffy’s POV
Better than me
We haven’t talked and she has barley even given me a second glance. I don’t understand her and I think that’s what makes me love her the most. Like Xander said once before, the more unattainable the more attractive. Faith is the type of girl that is perfect for me; she always keeps me on my toes second guessing myself. The only problem with our perfect relationship is that’s she ended it about a week ago.
She called me up one night and told me she wouldn’t be able to patrol because she wasn’t feeling good but if I wanted to come over I could. I then proceed to call Giles and told him that she wasn’t feeling good and told him that I was going to go see if she was okay. He said he would call Angel and ask him to do the patrol tonight. I thanked him for it because he knew that I was trying to make this new relationship work and he knew it was hard for me since we were both girls.
I went downstairs and made some chicken noodle soups and then I made my way to her apartment. I know what your thinking, I should have called first, but I didn’t because I thought she loved me, I didn’t know she would be that mean to me. I knocked on her door and I knew something wasn’t right when it took her so long to answer the door. “I’m coming,” she said. When she opened the door her hair was tussled and her jeans were unbuttoned. “B? What are you doing here?” she asked me.
You know I never would have expected something like this to happen to me, I thought I was a good girlfriend. “I brought you some chicken noodle soup because you said you didn’t feel good,” I say. “I see that I should have called first,” I said. I tried to keep the tears from falling but I couldn’t. “So who’s the girl?” She didn’t answer. She tried to stop me from running but I couldn’t. I was in a dead sprint all the way back to my house. I ran up to my room and stood in front of my mirror.
They say pictures are memories frozen in time and well I wish these memories weren’t frozen. I wish I could go back. There was one that Willow took of the two of us. We were at the beach and she was running her hand along my face. I remember as clear as day what she told me that day. “You deserve much better than me,” she had said I told her that there isn’t anyone better.
I ripped the picture from the mirror and then looked at the one my mom took of us on Christmas. She had her arms wrapped around me from behind. I had my hand over her hands that were wrapped around my waist. I loved the feeling of her arms around my body, for some reason I felt…I don’t know…safer. Yet once again that said she told me, “you deserve much better than me,” and once again I should have ignored her.
I should have listened to the hints she was dropping. Does that mean tonight was all a set up, did she plant that girl for me to see because she didn’t think she deserved me? I ran out of my house faster than the wind and when I arrived and Faith’s apartment I noticed she was lying on her bed still in the clothes I had seen her in but no one else was in there. Just as I was about to knock someone tapped me on the shoulder and when I turned around I saw the girl that was in the room with Faith. For some reason I didn’t want to hit her.
“Some girl you got there,” the girl said. Just imagining Faith’s hands on her body made me sick. “But I know she loves you,” she said and I just looked at her confused. “She brought me back here telling me that she was using me to get rid of you because she didn’t deserve, she didn’t answer me when I asked why, but then again I didn’t really care.” The girl paused and something inside me knew this girl wouldn’t lie to me about something like this. “She keep going on and on about how great you were an how lucky she was to have someone like you, but then again she said she didn’t deserve it,” she added. “Again I asked why and this time she told me, ‘because B is like no one else in the world. She deserves someone that would be able to give her a future, to give her a family’ and I’m guessing your B.” The girl said and then walked away.
I looked the way the girl went and the looked at the door of Faith’s apartment. I didn’t knock instead I turned and walked away leaving the only girl that I could possibly love behind. And that was a week ago. So hear we are, sitting in the library. She looks at me and our eyes locked, for the first time since a week.
“Okay that’s all now I suggest you all get to your classes before Snyder comes snooping around,” Giles said and Faith was up and out of the library before I could even say hi. I ran after her, catching her in the hallway in the middle of a huge crowd of students.
“Faith talk to me,” I said with pleading eyes grabbing hold of her arm.
“B there isn’t anything to talk about, you saw me with someone else, it’s over,” she said and I could see the tears in her eyes threatening to come lose.
“You know I can’t pretend anymore,” I scream and she turns and looks at me. “I really miss your hair in my face, the way you hands would hold me when I was said, the way we would fight and make up, the way you would tell me you love me when you didn’t think I could hear you,” I said, Everyone was looking at us now, and that was so not what I wanted everyone to know. “Faith I know you don’t think you deserve me but I want you to know that you do deserve me, you and me, we deserve to be happy,” I paused. “And you make me happy,” I say as a tear falls from my eyes.
She is with me in a second, her strong arms around me holding me. “B,” she said but she didn’t continue. “I told myself I wouldn’t miss you,” she paused and I could feel her tense. “I really miss your hair in my face too,” she said with a chuckle. “But you do deserve much better than me.”
“Then I don’t want it,” I said. “Because I don’t want anyone but you” I say to her and that’s when she brings her lips to mine in a kiss that was way overdue. God I missed the feel off her lips on my, of her hand roaming my body, of her tongue fighting with mine. God I love this girl.
Author: Coco
Disclaimer: I don’t own the show or any of its characters.
Pairings: Buffy/Faith
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A day in the life of Buffy’s mind. Season 3.
AN: Buffy’s POV
Better than me
We haven’t talked and she has barley even given me a second glance. I don’t understand her and I think that’s what makes me love her the most. Like Xander said once before, the more unattainable the more attractive. Faith is the type of girl that is perfect for me; she always keeps me on my toes second guessing myself. The only problem with our perfect relationship is that’s she ended it about a week ago.
She called me up one night and told me she wouldn’t be able to patrol because she wasn’t feeling good but if I wanted to come over I could. I then proceed to call Giles and told him that she wasn’t feeling good and told him that I was going to go see if she was okay. He said he would call Angel and ask him to do the patrol tonight. I thanked him for it because he knew that I was trying to make this new relationship work and he knew it was hard for me since we were both girls.
I went downstairs and made some chicken noodle soups and then I made my way to her apartment. I know what your thinking, I should have called first, but I didn’t because I thought she loved me, I didn’t know she would be that mean to me. I knocked on her door and I knew something wasn’t right when it took her so long to answer the door. “I’m coming,” she said. When she opened the door her hair was tussled and her jeans were unbuttoned. “B? What are you doing here?” she asked me.
You know I never would have expected something like this to happen to me, I thought I was a good girlfriend. “I brought you some chicken noodle soup because you said you didn’t feel good,” I say. “I see that I should have called first,” I said. I tried to keep the tears from falling but I couldn’t. “So who’s the girl?” She didn’t answer. She tried to stop me from running but I couldn’t. I was in a dead sprint all the way back to my house. I ran up to my room and stood in front of my mirror.
They say pictures are memories frozen in time and well I wish these memories weren’t frozen. I wish I could go back. There was one that Willow took of the two of us. We were at the beach and she was running her hand along my face. I remember as clear as day what she told me that day. “You deserve much better than me,” she had said I told her that there isn’t anyone better.
I ripped the picture from the mirror and then looked at the one my mom took of us on Christmas. She had her arms wrapped around me from behind. I had my hand over her hands that were wrapped around my waist. I loved the feeling of her arms around my body, for some reason I felt…I don’t know…safer. Yet once again that said she told me, “you deserve much better than me,” and once again I should have ignored her.
I should have listened to the hints she was dropping. Does that mean tonight was all a set up, did she plant that girl for me to see because she didn’t think she deserved me? I ran out of my house faster than the wind and when I arrived and Faith’s apartment I noticed she was lying on her bed still in the clothes I had seen her in but no one else was in there. Just as I was about to knock someone tapped me on the shoulder and when I turned around I saw the girl that was in the room with Faith. For some reason I didn’t want to hit her.
“Some girl you got there,” the girl said. Just imagining Faith’s hands on her body made me sick. “But I know she loves you,” she said and I just looked at her confused. “She brought me back here telling me that she was using me to get rid of you because she didn’t deserve, she didn’t answer me when I asked why, but then again I didn’t really care.” The girl paused and something inside me knew this girl wouldn’t lie to me about something like this. “She keep going on and on about how great you were an how lucky she was to have someone like you, but then again she said she didn’t deserve it,” she added. “Again I asked why and this time she told me, ‘because B is like no one else in the world. She deserves someone that would be able to give her a future, to give her a family’ and I’m guessing your B.” The girl said and then walked away.
I looked the way the girl went and the looked at the door of Faith’s apartment. I didn’t knock instead I turned and walked away leaving the only girl that I could possibly love behind. And that was a week ago. So hear we are, sitting in the library. She looks at me and our eyes locked, for the first time since a week.
“Okay that’s all now I suggest you all get to your classes before Snyder comes snooping around,” Giles said and Faith was up and out of the library before I could even say hi. I ran after her, catching her in the hallway in the middle of a huge crowd of students.
“Faith talk to me,” I said with pleading eyes grabbing hold of her arm.
“B there isn’t anything to talk about, you saw me with someone else, it’s over,” she said and I could see the tears in her eyes threatening to come lose.
“You know I can’t pretend anymore,” I scream and she turns and looks at me. “I really miss your hair in my face, the way you hands would hold me when I was said, the way we would fight and make up, the way you would tell me you love me when you didn’t think I could hear you,” I said, Everyone was looking at us now, and that was so not what I wanted everyone to know. “Faith I know you don’t think you deserve me but I want you to know that you do deserve me, you and me, we deserve to be happy,” I paused. “And you make me happy,” I say as a tear falls from my eyes.
She is with me in a second, her strong arms around me holding me. “B,” she said but she didn’t continue. “I told myself I wouldn’t miss you,” she paused and I could feel her tense. “I really miss your hair in my face too,” she said with a chuckle. “But you do deserve much better than me.”
“Then I don’t want it,” I said. “Because I don’t want anyone but you” I say to her and that’s when she brings her lips to mine in a kiss that was way overdue. God I missed the feel off her lips on my, of her hand roaming my body, of her tongue fighting with mine. God I love this girl.
