I know you well enough to know you never loved me

[prodigal_slayer]

Angelus: I stood outside the building, watching as Angel exited. Wow, perfect timing, my boys are good. I move up the stairs, taking two, sometimes three at a time, until I reach the landing and my fingers are unlocking her door. Moving back to through the darkened apartment I make my way to their room, Faith lay sleeping on the bed. I smirked and stepped closer to the bed, sitting down quietly on it. "Faith." I reach out and stroke my fingers along her face. "Faith wake up." I lean down and kiss her bruised face, sitting back up I wait for her to wake up.

Faith: I felt hands on my face, and I turned over slightly smiling up into Angel's face. Stretching my arms out over my head I yawned as I continued looking up at Angel. He was all dressed an everything, didn't seem fair to me. Man, how long had I been asleep for? Didn't feel like it had been all that long, but lately I been all out of sorts so who knew? "How long was I sleeping for?" I asked, as I sat up against the headboard.

Angelus: I watch as she stirs, turning over and smiling at me. Ah yes Angel was a lucky bastard... for now. As she yawned and stretched I pushed some hair back from her face, looking at her and pretending like I was actively listening and being attentative. Course I wasn't, didn't much care what she was saying. "Sleep? Oh for a few hours, but I remembered you said you wanted to go outside." I smiled and scooted back as she sat herself up in bed, leaning on the headboard. My focus shifted slightly, not enough for her to notice I was counting the pulses in her jugular. "Do you wanna go outside with me baby?"

Faith: My face lit up when he said he remembered that I wanted to go outside. Hell yeah I wanted to go outside. I was sick and tired of being cooped up inside everywhere. Knew if I went with Angel though he'd make sure that I didn't hurt anyone, or myself. I smiled and crawled towards him on the bed, before leaning in and kissing him hard. "Where are we goin'?" I asked as I pulled away from him.

Angelus: She crawled over to me with a chessiere cat grin asking me where we were going. I smile and tap her nose. "Now, if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?" I wink at her and kiss her lips softly. "You should get dressed and we'll go to your surprise..." I put my hands behind me and lean back a bit on the bed, waiting for her to get up and get ready. Me, I was just gonna sit here and watch. Can't blame a guy, Slayers always were a fine piece of ass. "Go on... clothes." I playfully swat at her. "Daylights a comin'. Time's a wastin' Faithy."

Faith: He swatted at my ass and I snickered, bouncing off the bed and heading to the closet. Red leather pants were found quickly along with a skintight black shirt. Pulling them on, I glanced back at him wondering if he'd really just called me Faithy. Don't know why it still caught me offguard, he'd been doing an awful lot of that lately. I shrugged it off figuring, why the fuck don't I just let all this other crap go and head off with Angel. Go out, have fun. Hell, I didn't care what we did, as long as it was out. As in not in this apartment, inside Wolfram and Hart or at that creepy house. "Ready when you are." I said as I headed back towards him and found my combat boots under the best. Sitting on the corner I started pulling them on.

Angelus: I watched her bounce about dressing, she was happy, of course we were going outside. Into the world of sane people, right? I smirk and stand up as she pulls her boots out and started pulling them on. I move to the door of the bedroom and wait for her to finish, holding out my hand for when she was finally done. She stands and takes it, I move us down the hallway and out of the building. I opened the car door for her and closed it, moved to my side and got in, starting the engine. "Ready or not here we go." I smiled and pulled onto the street, heading downtown. Dancing, we were going out dancing. Figured that was enough anti-Angel material for her little brain to process at a very wrong time in the near future with Angel. The Angel. Man, he'd think for sure she'd gone nuts. Him, in a nightclub? I laughed a bit and pulled her over to me as the club came into view. "We're gonna go drinking and dancing, two of your four favorite things. Excluding slaying and fucking, but we might be fucking later... so we never know do we?" I smirk and pull up to the valet, we get out. I put my arm around her and look at her. "Ready to party?"

Faith: We were going dancing? "For real?" I asked confused. Angel hated clubs, loud music, dancing god forbid. He was such a stiff sometimes. Rather be sitting at home and listening to Manilow and brooding, or out saving damsels in distress. Not that I was about to even complain. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd been out to a club or bar. Hell, the last time I had a drink was with Wes that one time...that I'm not thinking about again. "I'm ready." I said quickly, jumping out of the car and walking around beside him. He put his arm around me and the bouncer quickly let the two of us in. Didn't know if it was because we were both really hot, or because Angel had all those CEO connection. Did I really care? Nope. Following Angel into the busy club, my eyes strayed from the throng of dancers on the dance floor back up to the bar. This was what I was talkin' about. Still couldn't believe that Angel took me out here.

Angelus: Let right in, of course, I called ahead. Connections never hurt, and I was racking them up all over this town. I could fuck with Faith anywhere I fucking wanted and I probably had half the staff in on it with me. I smiled as her face scanned the bar, how Angel could deny her this was beyond me, because her look was molten. She was ready to tear this place apart. "Drink?" I ask and tug her toward the bar, ordering eight shots of tequila with salt and lime. They set four shots in front of each of us and I pick one up, taking her wrist and licking it before sprinkling it with salt. I place the lime between her lips and I lick her wrist slowly, slam my shot and move in, biting the lime from between her lips. "This isn't... so bad really." I glanced around slightly timidly, Angel is timid.

Faith: His fangs lightly scraped against my lips as he bit the lime out of my mouth. Fuck, this was hot. Angel was really lookin' to party tonight by the looks of it. Eight tequila shots? Holy shit. I didn't even know Angel drank like ever. "This is the kick." I admitted with a grin I licked his wrist and poured some salt on it. Me and my boy in leather, doin' tequilla shots at a club? Pornos should start this way. This was way better than stayin' home and watchin' some old movie, or watchin' Angel stare out the window like the big brooder he is. Licking the salt off his wrist I pounded the shot of tequilla before gently prying the lime out of his mouth with my own lips. Taking the lime out of my mouth I quickly took another shot ignoring the salt and lime this time. I made a weird face and shook my head, but then grinned up at him.

Angelus: I smirk at her as she bites the lime from my lips, taking some of my lip with her for a stretch. She grabs another shot and slams it down, but the look on her face looked like it wasn't going to stay down. She grinned up at me and if I actually had a decent thought, this would be the only time. She's a beautiful girl. I'm gonna love killing her. I lick my lips and pick up the next shot, drinking it down. I could stay here all night and do body shots, but it wouldn't be very Angely of me now would it? "Bottoms up." I smile and finish off my last shot, pointing to her last one. "One more, c'mon bottoms up, then we can dance." I picked up the shot glass and held it to her lips, slowly tipping it back as she leaned her head back, until the entire shot drained in her mouth. I let the glass roll down the curve of her face and caught it, slamming it on the bar. "Lead the way."

Faith: The pressure of the glass on my throat made me close my eyes for a second before Angel caught the shotglass and slammed it back down on the bar.Dance? He really was gonna dance? I'd heard horror stories about his dancing for, but had never actually gotten to see it myself .This was gonna be...interesting, and fun, and hot. The way this night was goin', I knew I'd have forgotten all about the crap that's been gettin' me down lately by the time I had to go home. We had to go home. I almost felt triumphant for a minute, over Buffy, cause it all comes down to B. She wasn't the one here with Angel tonight, it was me. Man, I really do haev to give that chick a ring sometime soon and say what's up. Not that she'll be happy to hear from me. Grabbing Angel's hand I dragged him towards the dance floor, some loud techno song with pulsating beats moved through the crowd. Once we were at the center, I smiled up at him, taking his hand and pressing against him as I let my body move to the beat.

Angelus: She grabs my hand and leads me out onto the floor, smack dab in the center. Typical Faith, she must be the center of attention at all events and situations. I smirk at her as she moves against me, her body moving in time with the pulsating music penetrating outside the building that held the club. I move right along with her, trying to occassionally be awkward but then just letting myself fall into a rhythm with her. It felt like everything else in the club was non-existant, just her and I and the sound of her racing heart. Okay, so if I didn't concentrate on her I heard the other nine-hundred beating hearts of the humans around me. Their flesh warm and inviting, like their blood. I bite my lip and slowly run my hands up Faith's body, from her hips to her breasts and back again. How did Angel not like this? I lean down and whisper into her ear. "Are you having fun baby?"

Faith: I felt his hands move up my body, my eyes were closed and the only reason I knew it was him was because his hands were so damn cold. It didn't matter though, I'd warm them up. I was practically on fire, pressed up against him, practically fucking him through his clothes as the rhythm of the music got faster. I could feel all the other people around too, but I was lost in my own little world just like I always got when I was dancing or fighting and fucking, and let's be honest...they're all the same thing really. I heard his voice in my ear, asking me if I was having fun. Could answer him, he'd probably still hear me over the music with that vampire hearing he had. Instead I put my hands on the back of his head and brought his lips down, crushing them hard to mine. I could feel his teeth through the skin, pressing into my mouth.

Angelus: I watched her body, my eyes roaming everywhere. Waiting for an answer but seeing the answer quite clearly in her movements. Damn. Her hand is on the back of my head and our lips crush together. I force my tongue into her mouth and wrap my fist into her hair, holding her to me, my other hand moving down and gripping her ass pulling her closer to me. I let a low growl roll over her lips as I pulled back, moving my mouth along her jawline, her neck. Sucking and kissing gently, my hands touching every inch of Faith I could get my hands on. I move my mouth back up to her ear as I run my fingers over her breast. "I'll take that as a yes." My thumb and forefinger gently pinching at her nipple, I kissed her hard again. This game always has it's pay offs.

Faith: I wanted him, and I wanted him now. Whether it was in the bathroom, the alleyway, on the bar, in the middle of the fucking dance floor. Could feel the heat between us and that was sayin' something when one of us didn't give off any heat at all. His hand was in my hair pulling my head back as my hands explored his body, both of us still moving in rhythm to the music. I wondered if we'd get kicked out the club for doing this, and I found myself not really giving a shit. I held him even tighter to me, rubbing against him hard. "I want you. Now." I said with a smirk, as I looked up into his face. Sure we'd already gone a couple rounds tonight, but I was a slayer, he was a vampire. We got mad skills in the stamina department.

Angelus: I smirk at her words, course feeling the same way, but it was all of the original scheme for this evening. Her body slamming against mine, holding so tight to me if I did breathe, I'd be suffocating right now. I grip her by the upper arms and pull her up to me, her on her toes, I lick my lips and look at her. "I always want you now." I managed a smirk before our lips collided and I was pulling us slowly off of the dance floor, making our way through the packed crowd. It was a slow difficult process of gropes and kisses that sucked the air out of the room. We were heading down a dimly lit hallway, tiled walls, every so often we'd toss one another into it, demanding control. What a hot fucking battle, why'd I wait so long to try this? I push her back against the exit door and we are pushed out into the night air. I still have her by the arms, facing me, I pull my mouth back from hers and grin. The games, are about to begin.

Faith: It had been a wicked long since me and Angel screwed around like this. Like two little lustbunnies that couldn't get enough of eachother, but at the same time both tryin' to be the one on top. What can I say? I'm a chick who likes to be on top, One thing I loved even more was a challenge, loved it when he got like this. He gripped my arms tightly, both of us practically falling out of the backdoor and into an alleyway. Fucking in an alleyway? Not like I hadn't done that before, but somehow I knew this was gonna be even better than all the times before. Without hesitating I jumped up on him, and wrapped my legs around his waist, knocking his back into the wall behind us. Pressing my lips firmly to his, my hands desperately drifted over his cold body.

Angelus: She jumps up on me and wraps her legs around me, knocking us into the brick wall behind me. My hands move over her, one to her upper back and one to her ass, holding her to me tightly. I flip her around and slam her back into the wall, thrusting my hips up into her, she had too much leather on. I untangled her legs from my waist and stood her up, my fingers moving to the button on her pants, then the zipper. I push them down lightly over her hips and I grin up at her. My hand moving between her legs, against a heat I knew was there. I could smell her and now I could feel her. I roughly pushed two fingers up inside her and let out a groan, pressing against her. A little side tracked, but it'd be better soon... promise.

Faith: Fingers pressed into me, the palm of his hand rubbing roughly against my clit. Letting my mouth open I gave a long groan as I pressed my lips to his again. Could taste the tequila there, and I lightly licked the lime taste off of his lips as he pressed his hand against my crotch harder. This was the best night I could remember having in a wicked long time and suddenly I was forgettin' about everything, everything except fucking Angel silly and then maybe going back inside and having a few more drinks and a dance. My hands fumbled quickly over his pants, leather pants, so weird that he'd started wearing these. Or maybe it was just for me tonight, my baby did look wicked hot in them. No doubt. Deftly my fingers unbuttoned and unzipped them, before I put my hand inside and wrapped it around his cock. Giving it one firm squeeze, I pulled it out and stroked it once hard. Couldn't let him always have the upperhand, now could I?

Angelus: I felt her hands on my pants, her fingers unbuttoning them like a pro, zipper not an issue. I felt a hiss leave my lips as she grabbed onto my cock, warm hands, skilled warm hands. Suddenly my fingers inside her pussy wasn't enough. I grabbed her and whipped her around, putting her arms up on the wall, my hands jerking her leathers down until they were bunched around her ankles. I stuck my knee in between her thighs to spread them, and my hands gripped her hips pulling her hips back and her ass out from the wall. A thing of beauty. I slide my cock between her legs and slowly slide up inside her, letting every warm inch of her sex envelope me. Nothing like that feeling. "Want me to fuck you little girl?" I leaned in and whispered against the back of her hair, my hand running along the outside of her hip, totally still inside her. I was going to fuck the daylights out of her and then we could play our crazy reindeer games.

Faith: My hands connected with the brick on the outside of the wall, the material thin and grainy under my palms. Now we were gettin' to the good stuff. I yelped loudly as he thrust inside of me hard, my boy knew how I liked it. Fast and hard. Those were my two modes. For once I'd let him be on top, seemed to be what he needed to get him off tonight. His hands held onto my hips with bruising force as I heard the words. Want me to fuck you little girl? Did he even need to ask? He really was in a mood tonight, and I wasn't complainin'. "You know I do, baby." I purred back at him, the words muffled through dark hair that had fallen into my face. I was gettin' goosebumps on my bare flesh where the air was hitting it and it just made me that much more hot.

Angelus: Her voice sounds more like a purr than an actual human voice, that's nice. Oh yes, very. My grip lessens on her hips slightly as I start to thrust in and out of her, fast deep thrusts that were not forgiving. They weren't about care bears and fruit loops, they were for the sake of fucking and that alone. Apparently the way the girl likes it, not surprising it is Faith we're talking about here. Her moans starting to fill my ears and the small bricked alley, I pound into her relentlessly, my hand moving around and pinching down hard on her clit. She was going to cum screaming and I was going to be the one to push her over the edge. In more ways than one. I smirked thinking of what was not too far behind me, a scene set for her destruction.

Faith: I was feelin' about reading to pop. His fingers were dancing across my clit and I breathed in sharply as he pounded in and out of me. So hard I almost smacked my face on the brick wall, I wouldn't even have cared it was so damn good. Leaning my head back, my hands still placed along the walls it was only a few minutes until I was rocketed into climaxing. I clenched down on him with my slayer muscles, over and over and over, moaning loudly all the while. Here comes the popping. The tingle started at my toes and made it's way up towards my brain not even givin' me time to process what was goin' on. "Fuck!" I yelled as he continued pounding into me, riding me through my orgasm.

Angelus: God damn those muscles, makes a guy wonder why guys even bother with normal chicks. This is so much hotter. She's about to burst I can feel it, her actions becoming more frantic, more urgent. So were mine and then she screams into the alleyway and I'm right there with her, groaning loudly and holding her hips to me tightly as we both came down. I lean in and kiss her shoulder, so tempted to bite it. No, tonight is not about biting. It's about murder. I pulled out of her and buttoned myself back up, bending and doing the same for her, again my mouth kissing gently along her neck as I finished buttoning her leathers. I kept her facing the wall, not wanting to move her just yet. We had to do a bit of disorientation for a moment. I straightened her up and held her close to me, my hand moving into my jacket pocket pulling out a cloth. A cloth soaked in chlorophrom and held it to her mouth, she bucked and struggled but I had hold of her. I held it there until her body went limp, didn't take long, she was still gasping from me fucking her. I drug her down the alley a little way, where we had a little scene set up for her. Dead guy, of course I had killed him myself just before collecting her, planted him in this alley. An obvious stake wound to the chest, bloody stake on the ground. I set her down on the ground, placing her hand in the blood and gripping her fingers around the stake, laying her flat on her back. I pull smelling salts out of my pocket and wave them under her nose. This would snap her to attention. "Faith! Faith!" I yelled in a worried tone, tapping the side of her face. This would be fun.

Faith: I yelped surprised when he slammed his hand over my mouth and nose, and I inhaled something that smelled chemical. What the? Struggling wildly against him, he held on tightly and I started feeling weaker and weaker. Finally I settled into the darkness and collapsed into his arms. When I woke up, I still felt a cloud hanging over my head. What had happened, why was my back pressed into pavement and why was Angel standing over me tapping on the side of my face and yelling. This scene was becoming a little too familiar. "What?" I asked irritated, and groggy. The cloud was still over my head and I was having a hard time concentrating. Sitting up I looked down and realized I had my hand wrapped around a bloody stake. No. No. My eyes travelled slowly and fearfully to where I knew the corpse was laying. A man laying propped up against the wall, a stake wound in his chest. NO. "What?" I shook my head again, willing this all away.

Angelus: I kept yelling her name until she finally opened her eyes. She seemed still mildly disoriented, she'd snap out of it when she figured out what was going on. She sits up and she sees the stake. Blood stake. Faith's hand. I can see the wheels. The man, she sees the man. She questions what again, and shakes her head. I lean down and grab her up, forcing her to stand. "You disappeared in the club, I looked for you everywhere inside. Some guy said he saw you go out back, and I find you here and you collapse as I get to you." I smoothe her hair back and hug her to me, moving back from her with my hands on her arms. "Faith, you killed a man... again. Why? What made you do this? Don't you understand?" I give her a shake from her daze. "Answer me."

Faith: My mouth gaped open as pulls me up to my feet, about a million questions goin' through my head. How? Why? "I didn't!" I yelled back defensively, as he shook me hard. "I didn't kill anyone!" As he shook me again the cloud started to lift some more, what had I been doing? Angel and I went to the club, we drank, we danced...then we went out back to the alleyway and screwed. That's what I remembered that's what happened, I was sure of it. I could still feel the heat on my fingertips and the tingle of my toes from the fucking. How the hell could I have imagined that? "No. No. You're doing this to me!" I yelled at him accusingly, roughly pulling myself out of his grip. Turning around I looked back at the man, laying there, his eyes wide open and blank. Dark brown eyes, that probably once looked sad and now were dead and empty. A stab of fear went through my heart and I felt my blood run cold. Had I really done this?

Angelus: Didn't kill anyone, sure. I watch as she processes information, not sure what is true and what is not. Perfect. I laugh. "I'm... I'm doing this to you? Faith listen to yourself, that's crazy. Yeah I brought this guy out here while we were in the club and I wasn't with you, which was never you disappeared, and killed him and I'm framing you." I let out a noise. "Boy that's a doozey, no stop fucking lying to me and tell me what the hell happened here!" I watched as she turned and looked at the guy, she was starting to believe it. I walk up behind her and drag her closer, the wound gaping and still seeping blood. "See that Faith, just like Finch. I'm not doing this you are." I pushed her toward the man and backed away from her in disgust. Smiling evilly with my back to her.

Faith: I wasn't ready when he shoved me toward the dead man, and toppled on top of him, my clothes dampening with his blood. No. No. "NO!" This wasn't happening, I didn't do this. Except for that I must have, because I woke up with a bloody stake in my hand. Had I had another flashback? Is that what it was? Is that why I remembered something different then what Angel told me? Why would I have a flashback of having the best sex like ever, and actually out here staking someone, a real someone not a dead someone. What did this mean? Did I get off on killing people? Was that the message here? Turning back around I saw Angel looking at me with disgust in his eyes, like he'd never killed anyone. Please don't turn into Buffy, I pleaded with him silently. Judging me. "I didn't mean to, Angel I don't even remember doing it...I...." My breath choked off as I looked up at him. Help me, guide me, save me.

Angelus: I cross my arms over my chest and look at her, her eyes begging me not to do that, not to look at her like that. She stands there with his blood all on her now, telling me she didn't do it. I know you didn't, but I'm real glad you think you did. "Didn't mean to? How can you not mean to kill someone? Oh, was it an accident? Yeah real familiar sounding Faith." I step closer to her as she looks up at me, wanting me to tell her what to do. I grab her arm and pull her closer to me. "Leave it to me to clean up after you again Faith, god that's becoming a regular job for me isn't it?" I growl at her angrily and push her down the alleyway. "Let's go, let's go run and hide from what we've done and act redeemed." I give her another good shove down the walk.

Faith: I stumbled down the alleyway, disoriented as he kept shoving me onward, propelling me forward to who the fuck knows where. He did have a point, he'd been cleaning up all of my messes since I came into town. I tried to hide from him, tried to hide what was happening, tried to fix it on my own and it just wouldn't work! I needed help and he was the only one I could go to. So sure, felt a little bit guilty about that, but fuck! The reason I was even having this trouble was because of him! I took the Orpheus for him. Turning back around I shoved him back hard. "Like you've never killed anyone?" I demanded angrily, I was sick ofhis new holier than thou attitude. It wasn't him, it was Buffy.

Angelus: She suddenly swings on me and shoves me back hard, demanding. I smirk, I've managed to press more buttons than planned. Fuck I'm just that good. "I'm a vampire Faith, yes I've killed people. Then I got this nifty soul, pay for every person I ever killed every day of my life, haven't killed anyone innocent since." I gritted my teeth and stepped toward her, gripping her by the front of her shirt. "You, that's innocent number two. Are there more? Have you killed more while I wasn't looking? Should I read the papers back and see if any mysterious deaths have occured? Huh?" I let go of her shirt and pushed her back. "Keep walking, we need to get out of here before the cops show. Last thing I need is your ass in prison... again."

Faith: I matched his harsh glare with one of my own. If he thought I was just gonna take this, then he had another thing comin'. Fuck him, and fuck his help, and fuck his redemption crap. I'd run off and go find some little place to curl up and die all on my own since I was such a fucking burden. Go and feed myself to the nearest vamp, cause he wouldn't do it for me. It was such a small thing to ask for really. And this was supposed to be a good night. "Fuck you, I said I didn't do it!" I yelled as I nailed him hard with my fist right in the face. That would leave a pretty black and blue mark but I didn't wanna dwell on it now. Instead I lashed out at him again with my foot before turning and taking off at a run down the alleyway. Where was I going? Didn't have a clue, didn't care. Anywhere. Away. Dead. Somewhere else. Did it even matter anymore? Just had to get away from everyone, everything.

Angelus: Her fist slams into my face and she's lashing out at me, kicking me before she turns on heel and runs down the alley. I roll my eyes and let out a groan, tipping my head back. Fuck, now I have to chase her. I take off after her and in no time I catch up to her, grabbing her by the arm and jerking her back to me. I wrap my arms around her tightly. "Faith, relax. Stop running from yourself. You gotta own up to your actions, that's all I wanted you to do." She fought against me hard but I held fast. "Stop fighting me. I'm trying to help you do the right thing and you fight me. Stop fighting me." The last part came out loud and in a no more fucking around tone. I pulled her back and gripped her by her arms hard once again. "Stop it Faith, you're doing this. You're driving yourself insane by fighting me."

Faith: His grip on my arm was like iron and I tried to shake it off but he just jerked me to him and wrapped his arms around me tightly. I struggled against him, trying to get my arms free so I could hit him, but he wouldn't give me an inch. I was tiring myself out, I was already so tired... I never used to get tired so easily. Crying I finally stopped and lowered my head onto his chest. I wasn't driving myself insane, it wasn't my fault. Say whatever you want about owning up to things but I didn't do it! "I didn't do it! I'd tell you if I did, I swear." I pushed against him hard one more time, but he held fast and it only made me more tired. "I didn't!" He wanted me to take responsibility, but there was nothing to take responsibility for.

Angelus: I pulled her to me again and rubbed her back, grinning wickedly as her face lay buried against my chest. She kept demanding she didn't and I felt her body tiring against mine. I let my grip go a bit, not holding her so vice like. "Faith, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Right now you're too upset, that's obvious. Let's just get you home and get you cleaned up." I pull back from her and look down at her, giving her a caring glance. "Come back home with me? I'll keep you safe until we figure out what's going on, but no more discussion for now." I step back a bit more, letting her make the choice of coming or not. "We'll take care of this. I promise."

Faith: Come back home. Get a change of clothes, maybe a bath and some food that sounded better than running off and sleeping on the floor of some warehouse, or getting the cheapest room in the cheapest hotel in town which was my other plan. I didn't want to be this thing for him anymore, this burden that he had to bare. It wasn't fair, he kept turning on me. That had to be why, he was pissed that he had to take care of me. Which, fine, but he also knows I'm the best screw of his undead life. He'll keep me safe? Yeah he'd done an awesome job making sure I didn't kill anyone tonight. I stopped for a second, so I believed it. I really thought I killed that guy, I had to have. "Okay." I agreed quietly, finally taking a step towards him.

Angelus: I wrap my arm around her and turn us back toward the club, moving to the side of the lot and getting in the car, pulling out of the lot and heading back toward the apartment. She's sitting in the car, all the way away from me, confused look on her face. I set my arm on the back of the seat and softly touch her shoulder with the tip of my finger. "C'mere." I motion for her to come closer, she slides toward me and I put my arm around her. "We'll figure it out, you know we will. I'm Angel, I do that. I'll find a way to make you better." Not really, but hey, it's nice to know you'll think so. We're almost there and I pull up front, kissing the top of her head. "You go up, I'm going to find a place to park. I won't be long I promise, start you a bath. I'll scrub your back." I nod my head toward the stairs of the building, uncurling my arm from around her. "Love you Faith, we'll work it out. We'll find a way."

I stiffened at his touch, still unsure of what I should even be thinking or doing right now. Was it him? Was he the one doing this to me? Or maybe it was just some deep seeded blame I put on him for being the thing that I took the drug for in the first place. It was ruining my life, making me weak, and slow and hallicunate like crazy. I couldn't live my life like this anymore. Not like this, I wouldn't do it. I nodded at him, not even kissing him goodbye. Just slowly sliding away from him and letting myself out of the car before heading back upstairs towards our apartment. On the walk up I thought about how easy it would be now, just slip away into the night. Disappear somewhere, live the rest of my wicked short life where no one could find me. The idea did sound seriously appealing. I could find some place without people around so I wouldn't hurt anyone anymore. Maybe like Canada. No one really lives in Canada do they?

With a sigh I knew I couldn't do it, or wouldn't do it, I wasn't sure. It was depressing to think about how strong I used to be, when I felt fucking worthless and weak now. Not to weak to kill that guy though, jam a stake straight through his heart just like the last time.

Shaking my head I opened the door to our apartment and walked inside.

(Tag....Angel?)