Possessed

[quietkindocrazy]

I opened my eyes feeling the cold floor beneath me. Everything was just a blur at first, but only at first, and as my eyes began to focus, I could make out a mirror and next to it a window with the light from what could only be the sun shining through it. I got up, feeling dizzy almost, feeling the same old rage I had felt the night before. The

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[_wishingwillow_]

It was kind of nice having Buffy and Amy and I all with the hanging out together. So, ok -- it wasn't Xander, and there wasn't a library, or donughts, or even a staking. But that was high school, and this was college. AND it was all right if they were different. I was learning that more and more.

Once Amy got back from the shower we continued the general talking of everything and anything, which was quite fun. Except, is it possible to feel like all topics are supposed to be open, and some things still feel like they are off limits? As is you are doing this great job of pretending, doing all the things you are supposed too, but things are still off? There might have been some of that there too.

Looking over at Buffy I flashed her another smile, determined that if for all else, that would always be right. Our eyes met and I nodded, just before we finally came to the door I knew was Fred's. It had been easily found with online directories, and just as easily reached. Us college students really are bad about propping all the dorm

[quietkindocrazy]

"Fred???"

I looked up and I almost didn't recognize the person in front of me. How did she get in here? What was she doing here? All good questions, and all would have to wait. I wanted to get up and just push her away, leave this cage of a place but I couldn't.

Something was taking over me I could feel it, I just wish it would happen already so I could move on, instead of just... just... gestating here like some type of insect waiting to hatch.

"I- Get... away from me!" I said, I felt like my whole body was burning.

But this was Willow right? She and I had talked before, been okay, then we were not, I had been mean to her, and left. Before then, I had been with Wesley and we had-- and it as-- then I left, and then I didn't quite remember.

Everything was just so meshed together in my brain, that I couldn't pluck a coherent memory anymore. I just wanted to stop the room from spinning, I wanted to be left alone. There was nothing anymore. There was just emptiness and the rage.

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I was happy to be getting along with Amy, If I didn't like my own roomate it was nice to like Willow's. And to feel welcome in someone's room, that was definately a plus.

Will was worried about her friend Fred though, so Amy and I followed her to Fred's room.

When we got there, she was looking awful.

As soon as the words left Fred's mouth I made sure I was close enough to stop something from happening to Willow or Amy. If she really was being possessed by something then she was capable of anything.

"Hi Fred. I'm Buffy, a friend of Willow's. We just want to help you."

She was out of her head, I could tell that. I wondered how far along this little possession had gotten. Hopefully she was saveable.

[_wishingwillow_]

I pressed the back of my hand to Fred's cheek, and my worry only increased with the burning heat I felt there. I leaned closer, studying her face.

"I- Get... away from me!"

"Sorry," I muttered, eyes continuing to roam. "But that isn't the way it works -- right Buffy?"

As if the question were directed at Fred, my newly possible friend began to twist and turn in the bed, pulling the sheets into oddly shaped puddles. Impulsively I reached hold her hand.

"This is how it works," I whispered, squeezing tighter.

"Hi Fred. I'm Buffy, a friend of Willow's. We just want to help you."

Buffy was next to me now, and I looked up at her. "I have to check on a few other things," I met Buffy's eyes, then nodded towards the desk and the sink.

"Trade places with me?" I felt Fred continue to thrash in her bed. "And hold her down if you need to."