Hawaiian Holiday
by Slayer Tash
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own them sadly. If I did I wouldn't have to write fantasy stories I would just make them do it! This is my first Faith POV in a while but I look forward to reaquainting myself with my Faith side!
I am supposed to be on vacation what the hell is she doing here? I sigh and make my way over to her.
"Faith" she says.
"Gotta be big if they sent you to boycott my holiday, B."
"Not here to boycott."
"Okay, can I ask why you are here?"
"I was on the same plane as you, I saw you boarding and thought I would hang around to see if you wanted to share a cab to the hotel."
"How do you know we are even going to the same hotel?"
"Council funded holiday."
I feel like a dick "Yeah, right."
"Kinda funny we picked the same place and the same time."
"It is, we are never at the same place at the same time" I grin.
"So cab to the hotel?"
"I actually hired a car. There is a place along the coast I visit when I get a chance to get here and the bus service in this place is crazy and the cab drivers try to rip you off."
"Oh okay, well looks like a cab for one then."
"If you don't mind sticking around while I sort out the paperwork I don't mind giving you a lift…save you 50 bucks."
"That would be nice."
I trudge over to the car rental desk and get everything sorted out and they hand me the keys.
We walk in silence to the car. When I unlock the jeep I get a surprised look from B.
"What?"
"Nothing…I just thought you'd have gone for a different kind of car."
"Like what?" I grab her cases and put them in the boot along with mine.
"Well the council is footing the bill so a Ferrari." She smiles so I know she is kidding.
"Yeah Ferrari's love the lava rock roads I tend to drive down."
"Lava rock roads?"
"Never been to Hawaii before B?"
"No, this is actually my first holiday since Sunnydale turned in to a hole."
We get in the car and I peel out of the airport car park and head towards our hotel.
"How often do you come here?"
"I try to make it yearly."
"What is so special about Hawaii?"
"It was my safe place" I answer honestly.
"Safe place?"
"When I was in prison…Angel taught me this technique to calm myself, to centre myself. I would meditate and take myself to what we ended up calling a safe place. I have never in my life had somewhere that was safe so he leant me his and it is about an hour out of Maui."
"Okay a place bathed in sunlight is supposed to be a safe place for a vampire."
"Well if you think about it yeah. For him his safe place was being human and being able to be in the sun…he kinda is now, it is where we scattered his ashe.s" Why the hell am I opening up to her like this.
I look over at her and see her eyes well up.
Guess the pain is still fresh for her too.
Stupid Angel faced the fight of all fights and didn't call for backup. Wes did at the last minute but it was too late for him and Angel. We got there just as the shit was really starting to hit the fan and because there were thousands of slayers around the place now, sorting it out and shoving evil back in its box was pretty easy.
"I always wondered where he went."
"If you wanted to say your goodbyes I don't mind you tagging along."
What am I saying? I like to go alone and fuck off to Buffy being there!
"Uh, maybe…The lift is enough, I am sure you don't want to spend your holiday with your sworn enemy."
"You haven't been my sworn enemy for a long time. Inconsiderate slime demons who don't understand boundaries are now my sworn enemy."
She smiles at my joke.
"It's no biggie B."
"I'll think about it."
We are quiet for a few more minutes.
"So how is Dawn?"
"Good, she is in Greece now."
"Found herself a Greek Adonis did she?"
"She did his name is uhhhh Marcos…I think."
"Must be the love of her life."
"This week it is Marcos, last week it was some other guy, next week it will be another one."
"Little Dawnie playing the field who would have thought it" I chuckle to myself as I pull on to the hotel driveway.
I park the car by the doors and get out.
"Miss Lehane, welcome back" Jack one of the hotel's bellhops says as he makes his way to the car.
"Hey Jack. So happy to be back" I hand him the keys.
"You brought a friend with you."
"Kinda, Jack this is Buffy. B this is Jack. Anything you wanna know he is person you need to see. He has the crazy hook up."
"Great. Hi Jack nice to meet you and if I find out what a crazy hook up is and want it I will let you know."
He smiles and starts unloading the cases "So is this the cute blonde you tend to moon over after a beer or 9?" He says quietly but not quiet enough for slayer hearing.
"Do you want a tip?" I raise my eyebrow at him.
"Lips are sealed. So are these pretty pink cases yours?"
"I guess that is a no" I say and head inside making my way to the reception desk to check in.
"Welcome back Miss Lehane." Some chick I don't remember says to me but I see her name tag and that saves me.
"Hey Rebecca, how are you?"
"Really well. So party of 2 checking in?"
I turn and see B helping Jack with the cases "Uh no" I turn back "Just me."
"Your booking says it is for 2."
"Well there is only one of me."
"Where will your friend be staying?"
"In her own room I guess. Her booking should be under Buffy Summers."
I wait as she types and then she frowns "I don't have a booking under that name sorry."
I sigh smelling a rat. "What room is booked in my name?"
"The best room in the hotel."
"Well I just want two normal rooms one for me and one for her."
She does a bit of typing "We are fully booked for the next 4 nights."
"What is the problem?" Buffy joins me.
"Did you book a room?" I ask her.
"Yeah, Will sorted it all out for me."
Oh I smell a big red headed rat "Seems there is a booking under my name for two but nothing under your name."
"No big deal, I will just book in now."
"Booked out for the next 4 nights."
"Oh."
"You have the penthouse suite, it has two bedrooms" Rebecca says.
I look at B "Does it bother you?"
"Not really but I would like to speak to Willow."
"Yeah me too. Book us in Rebecca."
She goes back to typing and then hands us a keycard each "Jack will take care of your bags."
"Thanks."
"Sure Red…sure they confused what you meant" I say in to the phone.
"They did Faith, you think I would intentionally set you two up like that based on your history?" Butter wouldn't melt in her fuckin' mouth.
"I do Red based on what I said to you at the Christmas party."
"You shouldn't drink so much Faith."
"Yeah thanks" I say sarcastically…never declare your love for someone to the best friend.
"Enjoy it, you may not get another chance like this Faith."
"I repeat my earlier sentiments."
"Why waste a good fuck you on me…if you ask me you should be directing that at Buffy."
"You'll keep" I say then end the call on my cell.
"What did you say to Willow at the Christmas party?"
I look up and see Buffy standing in the doorway of my bedroom.
"That she was better off without that brat Kristine or whatever her name was."
"Kennedy…and what does she have to do with our room mix up?"
"Who knows, I couldn't get a straight answer out of her. I think I am gonna book my own holidays from now on."
"Is sharing a room with me such a bad thing? There are paddocks of space between us Faith."
"Not right now there isn't" I get up off the bed and scrounge around through my bag for some fresh clothes.
"Right I suppose now you are going to tell me that this island isn't big enough for the both of us."
"Don't be stupid B. I am just tired and cranky and smell like plane. I want to shower and I want to sleep."
"What about dinner?"
My stomach automatically rumbles at her mention of dinner before I get to say that I am not hungry…I am fuckin' starved but I just can't be around her right now.
"Why?"
What? "Huh?"
"Why can't you be around me right now?"
"I said that out loud?"
"Yep."
Fuck me…how the hell do I get out of this one?
"Have I done something to upset you?"
"No…like I said…tired…cranky…need shower…can't be around anyone right now."
"Oh…okay, well I will leave you alone." She says dejectedly.
Now I feel like and ass "B, don't go…let me shower and change and we can go out and get something to eat. I know the best places to eat."
I should wiggle my eyebrows but something tells me that the stick Spike removed has been shoved firmly back up her ass.
"Meet you in the foyer in half an hour?" She says smiling…maybe not that was a pretty flirty smile.
"Better make it 45, I know how you like to make yourself all pretty" I say as I make my way in to my ensuite closing the door. I know I will pay for that comment later.
An hour later I am waiting for B on the couch in the living room adjacent to the foyer.
"Come on B…you've taken 15 minutes longer than what I gave you."
"You can't rush perfection." She calls back.
"Sure you can, I was ready in half an hour" I chuckle at my joke.
She walks out of her room "Relax I am ready."
I sit up and watch her walk out of. I am in trouble…She looks amazing and I doubt she really needed an hour to get ready.
"Looks like you could have used the extra 15." She says to me.
I scoff at her, I know I look damn hot.
"I look hot B. Nice try."
"Good to see you are still modest about all that stuff." She smiles.
"It is what it is B so why say any different?" I shrug as I get up.
"That is one way to look at if I guess."
"What kind of other way is there?" I think I am going to regret asking that.
"The arrogant way." Oh look stick up my ass girl has returned.
"Fuck you Buffy! Just because I know and say that I look good doesn't mean I am arrogant."
"How you say it totally does."
"Could you pick a mood and stick to it?"
"What do you mean?"
"An hour a go you were all casual and flirty now you are all mean and nasty."
"I was sooooo not flirty." She stamps her foot for effect.
"Yeah you were. World's biggest flirt here, I know when somebody is flirting with me."
"Again with the arrogant."
"Again with the covering up" I am sick of this shit I am calling her out.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"You know if you actually ever say how you feel it isn't a bad thing."
"How I feel?" She looks genuinely confused "When did this turn in to how I felt about you?"
"I don't know but I hate this. I hate how things between us always seem to turn sour and it always seems to be because neither of us have the balls to say what we really feel about each other. We take a few steps and then you fucking run a mile and turn in to a fair bitch."
"Seems to me like you have no problem in saying how you feel about me."
"You have no idea about how I feel about you B."
"Same to you F."
"I never claimed to know a god damned thing about you. I can't gauge you from one day to the fuckin' next."
"You think I can gauge you?"
"Have you ever tried?"
"I have tried plenty. When you first came to Sunnydale I did all that I could."
"When I first came to Sunnydale you started but then Angel comes back and you dump every one! It is always the way with you, you act interested then something better comes along and you forget about everything else."
"Like you can talk miss get some then get gone!"
"I was never like that with you. Sure it applied to my sex life at the time but not how I felt about you."
"Oh please enlighten me as to how you felt about me, cause the hurting my friends and trying to kill me, turning your back on me seems to show one pretty strong emotion. Starts with H and ends with ate."
"You turned your back on me first Buffy…that night in the alley with Finch."
"You tried to pin that on me!"
"After you decided that I was nothing more than gutter trash…you always thought I was nothing more than gutter trash and when he…when that happened you wrote me off."
"I tried to talk to you."
"You tried to make me do it your way. You wanted to talk and if I knew you would have listened to me I would have gladly talked with you but you didn't. Each time you approached me it was your terms and your words that were said. That night I tried to talk you but your precious Angel showed up and you were all about being comforted in his arms."
"I came to you the next day."
"Yeah thanks for that. Worked pretty fuckin' well."
"Don't act all woman scorned with me. You put me in the shit, you went to Giles and said I killed him."
"We both fucked up, we both made mistakes but I own my mistakes B. I served my time."
"No you didn't! You broke out and we cleared your record."
"I pay for what I did everyday, every night I go to sleep and I see Allan and I see Lester…I see your Mom sitting on her bed scared shitless of me" I hear myself sob "I never escape it Buffy. I live with what I did every god damned day of my life and so I fight, I train, I teach, I do whatever the fuck I can to try and make it right. I could have taken off after Sunnydale but I didn't I was planning on going back to jail and get told that my debt had been paid in the eyes of the holier than thou Sunnydale group. Everything I have done in the past 8 years has all been up to you people. I have been judged by your rules and have to live up to your expectations and even then it doesn't seem to be enough."
"So don't do it! Nobody is holding you there against your will Faith."
"You'd all like that wouldn't you. You have a pool going to see how long I will last before I snap and tell you all to go to hell."
"Who told you about that?"
"You just did" I scoffed and left the room.
Fuckin' A man…I just wanted to put a little pressure on her to get her to admit how she felt about me I didn't mean for it to start another all out Buffy and Faith war.
Half our fuckin' problem is that we feel so much for each other but get so fuckin' scared of what saying those words out loud would mean. I have loved her for longer than I care to remember and I have also gotten hurt by her so many times more than I care to remember.
Over my time spent in Cleveland and travelling for Giles I have managed to rebuild bridges that I burnt. Red, Xander and I are like the 3 amigos. Giles has become like a Dad to me. I fit in like I wanted to back in the day. There is one person who I have never been able to talk to, make amends with and that was Buffy.
She went on her little soul searching journey and I get that…for so long she was so much to a lot of people…fuck she still is but whenever I tried she was busy, she was slaying, she was running around with immortal demons or brain dead muttonheads.
I know I acted all pissed off when I saw her at the airport but while I am here spewing my guts out I may as well admit that my heart almost beat out of its chest just like it does every fucking time I see her.
I guess when it comes to Buffy I am still all over the place.
I don't want to go back to the room…I have walked the length of this beach 100 times over. I try to calm myself down and it works for like 2 minutes but then her words come back and make me fuckin' angry all over again.
Why do I let her do this to me? Over and over again.
After we turned Sunnydale in to a crater we all headed up for some much needed medical assistance in LA for some of us and R and R for the rest of us. Angel and I talked for ages about what I would do. After our mind walk together we felt connected…even now that he is gone I still feel him at times, a gentle touch on my shoulder to guide me in the right direction in battle sometimes to guide me in the right direction in life.
No matter what we talked about my mind was made up, I was goin' back to jail. I know I had to make up for things and while stopping the First was a good thing I still had to make things right within myself. Wes called me out when he broke me out of jail and I wouldn't give it 100% and he was right to do that. I am made for slaying and if I was going to get called on like that I needed to have my head in the game regardless of shit in the past…he also said to me that if I was sick of people bringing up the past with me and never letting me move on from it then I kinda had to do the same. I needed to accept that I did what I did and deal with it and move on… not forget just learn and move on.
Oh light bulb moment…total fuckin' light bulb moment! I am so fuckin' scared of Buffy always thinking I am that girl from the past that I end up being that girl from the past which is why we end up fighting…that plus I am still kinda pissed they made the decision about my record without me. They did fuck with my life a little but I need to move on from that cause nothin' can change it now…well I am sure a flick of Red's wrist could but we are tight now and things are sweet so I kinda wanna be where I am right now.
I decide to head back to the hotel room and if she is there try and be some semblance of the adult I have tried to become over the last couple of years.
I let myself and as I make my way to my room I see B sitting on the couch with a box of tissues in her lap and her eyes all red and puffy.
"What has happened? Did someone get hurt…did someone die?"
She shakes her head.
I go in to the living area of this gigantour room and sit on the coffee table across from her "Well what then Blondie?"
She smiles a little and sits up "If we are going to try this talking thing again can we please make some rules?"
"Sure."
"First of all I have something to say and I want to say it, no interruptions, no rolling of the eyes, no smirks, no snorts, no laughs. I want to be able to say it in full before you say anything."
"Sounds fair." Sounds totally unfuckenreasonable but I am trying to be an adult.
"I didn't mean to upset you before and I am sorry."
Wow she looks like she means it.
"Our past has always been shaky at best and no matter what it always is gonna be that way but I want our now to be different. Xand and Will are always going on about how funny you are and what a great friend you are and I remember that when you first came in to our world they said exactly the same thing and I feel responsible for their attitude towards you changing."
I want to say something here but we have rules now.
"Believe it or not but I know what you are thinking and I can feel responsible because while you did some shitty things I did something worse and that was nothing…I was so far up my own arse that when the shit hit the fan all I could see was not letting myself get busted…I totally left you out there to face it on your own. I may have said a few things about not letting the council get you and take you back the first time but they were just words…I felt that letting them take you away would be the best thing to do because I had no idea on how to talk to you and how to deal with you and it was mainly because of how I felt for you. You confused me from the second we met, you had me feeling so many things and I had no idea on how to deal with the emotions that came along with you."
She takes a big breath in.
"You stirred up so many feelings inside me and it was easier to ignore than to deal with…you came in to my life after a summer I spent dealing with killing the only person I loved and what I felt for you…it just all felt too soon to feel that way again."
Whoa is she saying she loved me way back in SunnyD?
"I had never felt like that before for another girl and lets face it I would rather live in the melodrama frame of mind where it is all woe is me rather than just accept things for what they are and go with it. Life probably would have been a whole lot fucking easier that is for sure."
She gives me a little smile, I give her one back.
"I have made mistakes…more than I care to remember or mention but I need to acknowledge that to be able to move forward with my life."
She moves to the edge of the couch and I move to the edge of the coffee table. She takes my hands in hers.
"I'm sorry Faith. You apologised to me so long ago and I was such an asshole to not accept it…we always seem to fight and it always seems to be because I can't just accept things for what they are and I am sick of it."
So am I…I wonder if I can talk yet…I decide to wait until she says it is okay…I hear what she is sayin' but she is still the most temperamental woman I have ever met.
"You infuriate me so much Faith…you make me feel so many things…a lot that I haven't wanted to feel but that changed…I don't know when exactly but I know that what I feel for you is something I want to explore."
We sit silently…I am still unsure if I can talk of if she is just takin' a long pause to ready herself for part 2.
"I'm done" she says and lets go of my hands and sits back on the couch.
"Okay" I move on to the couch beside her "I am fine with that."
She moves so she is facing me "That's it…that is your answer?"
"Yeah…I loved your speech…I appreciate everything you have said…I listened to everything you said. Basically you want to move forward. I do as well so I am fine with us doing that."
"What about the other bits of the speech."
I know what bits she means but I want her to ask.
"The liking you in a Sapphic way back in the day."
"Poet and didn't know it" I say with a chuckle "I am also fine with that. I think it is pretty clear that I have always liked you that way."
"Even when we were trying to kill each other?"
"Yeah…that sounds kinda morbid but it ain't. You drove me crazy woman, you always fuckin' have. Nobody has ever gotten under my skin the way you have. People have pissed me off over time and I have sorted them out with a nice little love tap here and there or a swift kick to the balls but you…I fuckin' craved you and it didn't matter to me if you were wailin' on me or not cause at least it meant you were noticing me."
"Wow that is totally healthy" she smiles as she says it.
"I know it is fucked up B…but for so long I was fucked up. So you may have denied how you felt but it was for a reason and a good one. If we had hooked up back then we would have ended in a fiery crash… metaphorical crash not cause you were driving kinda crash."
She laughs with me and playfully punches my arm.
"Neither of us were ready back then and I already have a hard time dealing with what I did back then. If I had…if I had us back then I would have totally fuckin' ruined it cause I was such an asshole…as much as I wanted you back then I am glad I didn't get you because now… now I am kinda sane, well more than I was back then, now I am functioning with some kind of normalcy now and not pissing my life away with anger or hate…now I have even madder skills" I wiggle my eyebrows.
"Well now I am glad I waited" she jokes.
"You will be" I reach over and take her hand "For some stupid reason I think we need to take it slow."
She laces her fingers between mine "Some things we do for sure."
"Am I gunna get in ta trouble if I ask what?"
"No…Just I want us to date and learn stuff and I don't know if you are open to that."
"I am, not saying that some things are gunna be easy to talk about. Some shit I have kept bottled up for years but I want to let you in."
"I think that is a start and I am not expecting it all to happen right away. I'm still trying not to hyperventilate over all I have just said."
"I know it's kinda late but how about we have our first date now…I kinda paced the beach and worked up an appetite."
"How is it you can take something like walking a beach over and over and make it sound so dirty?"
"Not gunna lie to ya B it is an art and not many can do it as good as me."
"There you go again."
"I am the energizer bunny B."
She laughs and I love it…I love that I am finally making her laugh.
Notes: This totally ended up where I wasnt intending but I cant make everything that easy!
Now I am not a really romantic person when it comes to explainin' things. I say it how it happens in the world according to me and it ain't pretty and it ain't poetic but it is what it is…tonight was fucking amazing. I had never been on a date before tonight and I wanna kick myself for it but I also don't. I am kinda glad my first date ever was with B.
Guys I knew weren't really the dating kind anyway. They wanted one thing and I was always willing to give it. I know that makes me sound like a slut but honestly I'm not, I do what feels good and if you pick the right guy it feels good…if I got lucky it felt fuckin' great…I could take all the times it felt good and great and they wouldn't even touch how I feel right now. I swear I am floated back to my room last night..
We had gone out for dinner like we originally planned before the fight but just downstairs to the one in the hotel. We had no problems talking, the conversation flowed easily which is strange for us…I guess the earlier yelling at each other opened up a door to proper communication. Once you yell that shit at someone then talkin' to them like a human being ain't so hard. We caught each other up on what we had been doing and where we were right now.
B is currently in Scotland living in some kinda a castle with a few potentials come slayers. She was telling me that a while back while she was getting horizontal with one of her pupils the scythe got taken…yep that's right B slept with a girl! Explains why she ain't so uptight at the thought of her and I. Back to the story…she got the scythe back but in the process lost the horizontal slayer and a few others. This shook her up a lot so she talked to Giles and they decided that a holiday would be best. She told Red and the rest is history…well not history it is kinda right now.
I told her that I had spent a lot of time in LA. I helped Angel with an apocalypse or two and about 2 years after that I decided I would head home to Boston, tie up some lose ends. I had kinda just left my Pop in the lurch when I took off to Sunnydale. I still called him on the odd occasion but I never felt that was enough. After my Mom decided she would cook her head in the oven one night he had looked after me. Never knew my Dad and I'm not sad about it. I saw the guys my Mom liked to hook up with and it was no great loss. I am still based in Boston and help Pop at his bar/restaurant when I am not off doing things for Giles and before Giles, I was doing stuff for Angel and Wes. She was kinda shocked that I had a living relative but that made us even cause I was shocked she had diddled a girl!
After I called Pop and let him know I got to Hawaii safely I went for my morning walk on the beach. It's somethin' I really only do here. I go for morning walks back home but most times I am on my way home from patrol and it is real early morning…still dark kinda mornings. I only came to Hawaii after Angel died…well died again. He had left me everything…well myself, Wes and Gunn but because I was the only one left I got it all. The dude had fuckin' squillions in the bank. I guess he did do some good work while he was with the evil lawyers. Drained their bank accounts so they went bust and actually made it look like an accident. Most of the supernatural things he had at his disposal had ended up with Giles over the years and he was using it to help run the Watchers Council. When I got the endless supply of money I gave half of it to Giles. He says it wasn't needed but what was I gunna do with it. I still have half of the squillions and get a wage from Giles and get paid vacations!
"This a solo walk?" I hear.
I look up and see Buffy in front of me walking backwards.
"It was up until now" I smile at her.
She stops walking, I take a few more steps so we are face to face.
"Morning" I say.
"Hey." She says putting her hands on my hips.
"So I give you a goodnight kiss and you think that is a signal to be able to fondle me?" I lightly joke.
"You call that a kiss? Faith you basically…if that kiss was a little lower I would be one of girls that give it up on the first date!"
"And who would blame you" I wiggle my eyebrows.
"Faith" I get her warning tone.
"You are the one with the wandering hands not me."
"Wanna see where your hands are then retract that statement?"
I do notice that my hands have taken a fancy to her ass "Nope I am perfectly comfortable with this. This is a Hawaiian tradition, they say good morning with a friendly ass squeeze."
"I thought they rubbed noses?"
"That's Eskimo's B….but if you want me to rub something I can move my hands to the front side."
Her hands are now on my chest but sadly above my breasts and even sadder they are pushing me back from her.
"B why ya gotta deny?"
"Slow remember."
"That was slow! Normal Faith pace the hands would have been inside the pants doin' stuff not appropriate for a beach."
She laughs softly and moves beside me. We begin walking again.
"You don't mind me gate crashing?"
"Nope…just recapping last night."
"You had fun?"
"I did, not bad for my first first date."
"Well I like to pride myself on being a good date. I am glad I was your first."
"Me too."
The rest of the walk is in silence but a comfortable one.
We have breakfast together but she has all kinds of girly shit lined up so I decide that some Faith time is needed. Yep cocktails by the hotel pool!
Now when I say cocktails I don't mean fruity fluffy ducks I mean hardcore shit like Flaming Lamborghini's and Rodney Goldfishes chased down with a Corona or two. I have a nice little buzz going on by late afternoon and phase one of my tan is nearly complete. Normally I hate having tan lines but after going home after my first time here a few shades darker and no tan lines Pop nearly had a heart attack. He is an old school Catholic Irish boy and as far as he knows so am I… but the girl version. I must say though I haven't hooked up with anyone in like a year and even then I wouldn't have called it a hook up, more like a drunken grope then pass out on his account.
Things are lookin' up though and when I see B makin' her way over to me in a bikini that has to be deemed illegal. Not cause it is small or nothin' but because it is makin' me all kindsa antsy in between my legs.
I sit up and push my sunnies up on top of my head as she sits on the end of my sun bed. Poor girl left it so late to get to the pool that no other beds are free. Damn guess I will have to share.
"Been in yet?"
"Nope, waitin' for you til I get wet."
"Something tells me I don't need to be anywhere near you for that to happen."
"Need me to cream your back?" I say and point at the sunscreen she is holding.
"Do you think you can contain yourself?"
"Do you think you can?"
"Please I am all about the self control." She hands me the bottle.
"That's a shame" I say then squirt some in to my hand…what is it about applying sunscreen that is just so dirty?
I begin applying to her back totally trying not to have it be something other than applying sunscreen but it is so hard…I kinda do a half assed job then hightail it to the pool in an attempt to cool down some.
"Faith!" She calls out as I surface.
I look over at her.
"You didn't finish."
I swim over to the edge "You are better off doing the rest."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Nope."
"You can't find it that hot."
"I will ask you next time I need some applied and let's see how you feel."
She doesn't answer but it looks like she is thinking about it.
"Okay fair enough" she calls out a minute or so later.
I flash her a dimple filled grin and proceed to do laps until she joins me.
"So you had fun getting all pampered and shit?" I ask.
"I did, it has been like 3 apocalypses since my last facial…my pores needed the work."
"I'll say."
She tried to splash water at me but I ducked under the water and pulled her with me.
When we surface she tries to give me the patented Buffy indignant stare but my hands sliding in to her bikini bottoms kinda derails the look.
"Faith there are people around." She says shyly.
"And none of them give a fuck B…just a friendly fondle."
"This is so not going slow!"
"Fuck the going slow, I am going with what feels good."
"I thought you had a feeling that we needed to go slow." She moves putting her arms over my shoulders and wrapping her legs around me.
"That was before last night's date…it felt like everything fell in to place B and then that kiss…you can say it was all me but some of that was you."
"I think it was you."
"Who started the tongue sucking?"
"I was trying to breathe in without breaking the kiss."
"Yeah right…it's called a nose…try it next time."
"What makes you think there will be a next time huh?"
"Well the way your legs are wrapped around me right now is a hint."
"I am just too lazy to stand."
"Nice try Summers. I can see the way you are looking at my mouth."
"I…I am not." She says reluctantly dragging her eyes up to mine.
"It's okay that you are B…kinda your mouth to look at."
"My mouth?" She smiles a little.
"I'm all yours" I whisper in her ear and I feel her shiver in my arms.
"So if I ask it to do something there is a good chance it will do it?"
"Provided it is of the good…all about the good these days."
"And what if it was a little bad."
"Well what do you class as a little bad?"
"Making you kiss me like you did last night in the hotel pool."
"All you have to do is ask."
"Mouth…and tongue could you please kiss me like you did last night?"
I press my lips to hers and our kiss starts off exactly like it did last night complete with tingles all over my entire body.
I speed it up a little faster though running my tongue over her bottom lip. Her mouth opens and I deepen the kiss but not for long as Buffy pulls back.
I go to ask her what is wrong but the hoots and hollers from the depraved guys that are dotted around different spots in and around the pool answer.
"Ignore them" I say.
"Nooooo." She buries her head in my neck.
"Awww is the big bad slayer going shy on me?"
"Not really in to public displays Faith."
"Correct me if I am wrong but back in the day when I used to pick you up for patrol I always found you sucking face with soul boy."
"That was different." She says getting down.
"How?" I ask, eyebrow quirked.
"We were in love, we were in a relationship, it wasn't some cheap thrill in a pool."
"This isn't some cheap thrill in a pool B."
"Really, I think your hands in my bather bottoms says differently."
"Buffy despite what you think and all the flirty talk it wasn't about getting myself or yourself off in the pool."
"Well tell me what it is what Faith."
"I just wanted to be closer to you, get a few more smooches under our belt…try and relax you about that kinda thing with me."
"I am totally relaxed about that kinda thing with you."
"Yeah you totally pushed me away in a relaxing way this morning."
"You were talking about shoving your hands down the front of my pants."
"I wasn't serious, I was just pushin' the envelope a little and muckin' around the rest."
"Bullshit, you are all about sex and doing it."
"I used to be Buffy" I sighed "Look I am sorry if I pushed you past your limits. I thought you were okay with me and what I was doing."
I feel like such an asshole now.
"You thought wrong." She says "I am not that kind of girl Faith. When we said about taking it slow, I was serious."
"So was I…and I know with the touching and the words you think differently but I would never push for that before we were ready."
"You are the do that girl Faith! Miss Get Some Get Gone don't stand there and try and tell me any differently."
"When are you going to finally understand that I am not like that anymore?"
"When I fricken see it Faith."
Right…okay "Right…okay…sorry."
I make my way over to the edge of the pool and get out.
"Aww ruin my fun why don't you." A totally disgusting looking man leers at me.
"Get fucked you perve" I say as I make my way away from the pool area.
He calls something out about wanting to get fucked by me and my lesbian friend and I want to go back and kick him so hard in the nuts that they pop out his mouth but that would just prove more things to B.
No matter what I try to do, even when we are moving forward I always seem to prove her right when it comes to being a royal fuck up.
By the time I get back to our room I am over my self pity rant in my head.
What happened in the pool was nothin dirty and I fuckin hate how she made me feel about myself. She doesn't want me touchin her that way that is fuckin fine by me alls she has to do is say it and not make me feel like a fuckin heel.
"So are you going to walk away from me every time we disagree?" B says walking in the room still all high and mighty.
"Nope but I am gonna walk away every time I feel like smashin your face in."
"Great so we are back to this."
"Seems to me you wanna keep bringing it back here B. I am all for the movin on phase and you are all for the lets keep it here and torture Faith for as long as possible."
"I won't let you feel me up in a pool and it is torture?"
"This has nothing to do with the pool" I sigh.
"Really cause that was the scene of our last meltdown."
"Your last meltdown Buffy not mine. You let a few depraved jerks get in to your head and fuck up our moment."
"A moment that would have led to you fucking me in front of them if I let you."
"Is that what you think of me? That I want our first time to be in a pool?"
"I think you want our first time to be wherever you can get it."
"You know what you were right I am the get some get gone girl to you cause that is all you will let me be! Jesus, I am fuckin tryin here Buffy and yeah I may say shit that is out there and that sounds dirty, sometimes I say the first thing that pops in to my head, sometimes I say stuff cause it is funny and at times inappropriate but they are just words…sometimes I say it cause it can be easier to hide behind this facade cause when I open up especially to you it gets thrown back in my face. I am shit tired of getting hurt by you. It is one thing for me to hide behind my act but it is another for you to hide behind it cause you are too fuckin scared to admit how you feel. You give me a little bit then you rip it away from me… I am done with that shit. If you want me I am here B. No games, no bullshit, no lies and no more hiding."
"It isn't that easy."
"Yeah it is. I am making it that easy."
"Oh so you are waving this magic wand and bam it is perfect?"
"I fuckin wish. In all the time I have known you, I know one thing for certain. You make some things that can be easy so god damned hard. You won't accept some things at face value. You fight it and fight it til it all goes to shit and it is too late. You and I have had way too many of them times. I am tired of living in the past. We yelled, we screamed, we punched, we kicked, we bled, we yelled some more then we decided that we were gonna give this a shot and there I am trying and I am there all by myself. If you don't want this then say it now cause I can't go any further knowing each time I wanna kiss you, wanna touch you, wanna say exactly how I feel could piss you off, could upset you. I am tired of hiding Buffy. Aren't you?"
"Yes…but I am not scared in the way you think."
"Well tell me how you are scared. I may be a hot chick with super powers but mind reading ain't one of my mad skills. Ya gotta talk to me."
"I am scared of how I feel because I feel so much. I am scared because I wanted you to take me in that pool, hard, fast, soft, slow… any which way you could fucking imagine I want you to do it to me. I am scared because you are all I can see and I am scared because I don't think you feel the same."
"I do…I want it all with you Buffy and I don't give a fuck who knows."
"Or who sees?"
"It was never going to be more than a kiss or two. Yeah I pushed my luck with my hands in your pants but until people hollered at us you were pretty okay with it."
"I'm sorry. I am sorry I keep bringing us here." She walks up to me.
"I know I have to earn your trust, I am prepared to do that but it is gonna be hard with you fighting it every step of the way."
"I know." She says softly and rest her head on my chest.
"You really made me feel like shit out there" I take her hands in mine.
"I'm sorry for that too."
"I have never been one to show my emotions but when I get around you now we have laid all this out on the line I fuckin itch to touch you… I wanna be inside you B and not in a sexual way…well yeah in a sexual way I wanna be inside you but like a part of you…in your heart, your head, your soul…your hole" I just couldn't resist.
She looks up at me and smiles "You can't just be all romantic can you? You have to always add that little innuendo."
"Wouldn't be me if I didn't plus it rhymed so it was still kinda romantic."
She rolls her eyes at me.
I dip my head and give her a soft kiss.
She sighs and rests her head against my chest again.
So B may not be a girl that puts out on the first date but she is all about putting out on the second!
After our reconciliation we decided that dinner on a nice little beachside restaurant would be a good idea. We went our separate ways to get ready and met again an hour later in the hallway. We wined, we dined then we 69'd. I am fuckin hilarious.
Right now though I am sitting on the side of my bed with Buffy standing between my legs. I press my lips to her super flat stomach and run my hands over her ass. I think my hands have a problem…even when I had a face full of her pussy my hands were all about the ass. I don't blame them though…it is a gorgeous ass. I give her belly a few more kisses then look up at her. She gives me this soft smile then straddles me. This woman despite all her denial is a minx. She gives you this butter wouldn't melt in her mouth smile then follows it up with something totally naughty. I ain't complaining though cause I am reaping the benefits of it.
"Hey." She says settling on my lap.
"Hi" I breathe.
"So?" She wiggles closer to me.
"So-o." My breathe hitches as I feel her pussy on mine.
"This okay?"
I grip her hips "It's pretty fuckin close to perfect."
My breathe hitches again as she starts rolling her hips in to me.
My hips start to respond to her movement but slowly and deliberately.
She rests her forehead on mine "Oh Faith." She breathes "Oh yes Faith."
Her hands slide in to my hair and grip around hair at the base of my skull tugging every time she moves in to me. It is so fucking erotic. We move to kiss but as we do I pull her closer to me making our clits bump hard.
She groans out "Agaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiin."
I slide my hands under her ass and bring her in to me hard.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck."
I think this was meant to start out slow and be soft love making but we found something new in the process.
"I want to come and I want to come hard." She says speeding up.
"And you will" I say standing up and slamming her against the wall behind her.
"Oh fuck Faith." She groans and spreads her legs even further apart…I swear they are flat against the wall.
My hips pound against hers, she isn't the only one wanting to come hard.
She is calling my name out in to the room in between telling me to fuck her hard and fuck her good.
She is pulling on my hair and I swear I am gonna be fuckin bald by the time we orgasm but I don't cause it is gonna be worth it.
It's buildin up and I can tell she is close cause she keeps telling me.
"I'm close, I'm close, I'm close….ooooooh fuck I'm there, I'm there, I'm there."
So am I B, so am I.
I am slamming in to her at a blistering speed.
"Ooooooooooohhhhhh soooooooooo goooooooooood sooooooooo fuuuuuuuuuucking oh oh oh oh oh oh oh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah."
I bury my head in her neck "oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck Buffy, Buffy, Buffy, Buffy, Buffy. Buuuuuuuuuuuuufffffffffffyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy" I explode all over her pussy.
Much much much later we are lying on my bed. Her hand lazily drawing patterns on my belly, mine running over the thigh she has draped across me. I was wrong before cause this is close to fuckin perfect.
Is it wrong to be waiting for the other shoe to drop? I am not an enjoyer of angst probably why I would pretend to barf when B made me watch Dawson's Creek on the odd occasion we would actually hang around together back in the day (sure the stinky acting and the dude with the large forehead had nothing to do with it). Just get the main characters together and have them bump uglies already…why drag it out for like 7 seasons or whatever.
Yet here I am waiting for it…waiting for the inevitable Buffy Summers freak out that we have grown accustomed to since the second we met her…I don't like it at all. It has got me thinking serious stuff, it has got me thinking in a proper voice too. Can always tell when it is something big…no swearing, no slang just a proper voice in my head trying to make sense of a lot of sensory overload from the past few days.
See what I mean! Normal Faith would never use words like sensory overload but yet here I am using it…damn Buffy Summers making me use smart sounding words. It is so not good for the image I have tried to maintain for such a long time now.
"Faith?" Her sleepy voice shakes me from my thoughts.
"Yeah?" I turn and face the bed from my spot by the door that leads to the balcony.
"Why are you all the way over there when I am all the way over here?"
"Serious thoughts" I answer honestly.
"Bad serious thoughts?" She sits up holding the sheet to her chest… that has always confused me.
"Why do people do that?" I ask.
"What?" She frowns slightly.
"Well in movies you see the couple all snuggled up in bed and the sheet is around the guys waist on one side but then the other it is up over the chicks ta ta's…they just spent the whole night doing the nasty why does the chick get self conscious all of a sudden?"
She shrugs her shoulders.
"You are doin' it now…4 hours ago those babies were getting the Faith Lehane treatment…not to be gross but I have sucked both our cum off them and now they are all shy and retiring?"
She shrugs again but doesn't let go of the sheet.
"It just makes me think are all these girls ashamed of what they have just done? We all get the urge to fuck up a storm from time to time and I just think it is really redundant to hide away."
"Are you telling me that you have never covered up after sex?"
"Of course I have…I generally wrap the sheet around me while kicking the loser out…if I leave this uncovered I can have a hard time getting them to leave."
"So the fact that you are walking around naked right now means you don't want me to leave?"
"I guess, plus it is like 90 degrees right now" I grin as I say it… doesn't stop the bullet like pillow she throws at my head. "Careful Twinkie, a declaration of war like that could lead to permanent damage…for you. I am deadly with pillows" I pick up the pillow and make my way back over to the bed.
"So how much longer are we going to stay cooped up in this hotel room?"
"Totally up to you. I was trying to get up and get motorvated but here you are calling me back to bed…again."
"Are you seriously going to blame me for the last 4 days?"
"I think I seriously am" I make my way under the sheet and between her legs.
She breathes in as our pussies make contact straight away.
"I have never experienced anything like thi-is be-before." Her breath hitches as we begin to move together.
"4 days of sex?"
"There was like a 12 hour period with Riley when we were possessed by something."
"Yeah I think you would have needed to be possessed by something to sleep with him."
"You slept with him!"
"I was possessed by evil."
"Possessed is that what we are calling it now?"
"Do you really wanna talk about this while I am doin' what I am doin'?"
"Maybe we should stop and talk about this." She puts her hands on my hips to still them.
"Maybe we should finish what we started then talk cause I have a feelin once we start talkin it is gonna be a while before we do this again."
"Faith I am serious."
"So am I Buffy!"
"Please?" She pleads with her eyes.
I give her a soft kiss "Okay" I am kinda trying to prove that I ain't all about gettin groiny and I guess this talk had to happen sooner rather than later…I would have preferred later or even never but this is important to her and she is important to me.
"Thank you." She says and gives me a soft kiss in return.
Normally I love being right but right now I hate it. We talked about the whole body swap thing and me screwin Captain Potato Head and she ended up leaving the hotel room in tears. I fuckin hate tears and I don't handle it well at all.
I am sitting on the couch with my head in my hands just replaying what I said over and over. I am not gonna feel sorry for myself. I dealt with what I did while I was in prison. I ain't proud of what I did but to move on I had to accept it. Don't mean I am at all okay with what I did but no matter how much I wanna, I can't change it so the only thing left to do was accept it. Of course B didn't see it that way.
I wanna head off to the safe place talk it over with imaginary Angel but I have a feeling if I do that I turn in to a bigger ass than she already thinks I am. I just hope this isn't the theme of our relationship…if I can even call it that just yet. I want it to be but after our most recent chat I doubt it will be.
She just had to talk about it and I warned her she may not like what I had to say and that she had to bear in mind how I thought back then is nothin how I think now. She of course forgot that in her typical Buffy style and just went off the deep end. Called me a sicko pervert for what I did with Riley, what I did with her body. I agreed with her. I was sick back then. No ifs and no buts. I didn't go through murder rehab for nothin and I told her just that. Not proud of what I did, wish I didn't do it but wishin won't take it away so I gotta accept I did some crappy things and try and move on with my life. She said I sounded blaze about the whole thing that I was like 'so sad too bad' kinda deal. I kept my cool with her though and explained it was nothing like that at all but she was not listening to reason by that point.
I know that I have a lot to make up for and I am committed to doing so, I just don't want it brought up every 5 fucking minutes and I don't want to spend all my time proving myself, that I ain't the fucking person I used to be…I gotta give her time I know that but how much time? When I came back to help with The First I thought the moving on had started then, had a mini chat with her and things seemed to be going smoothly. We meet up maybe a year or so later and she is back to wanting to punch my face in and the theme continues for a few more meetings after that.
It seems like this never ending circle that we are always gonna be stuck in.
I needed to vent so I spent a coupe of hours on the balcony alternating between push ups, sit ups and stomach crunches…I toyed with the idea of the hotel gym but if I was so wound up that I couldn't promise there would have been much of a gym left after my work out.
I even vented in the shower. Just a lot of shouting and cursing no repeat of the shower I had at Wesley's cause again with not much being left of the shower after I was done. And lets be honest anything I did along those lines would just prove to Buffy that I am what she thinks I am.
After the many different forms of venting I came to a decision. Not a happy one either. I called downstairs and booked a second room for myself. I moved my bags in there then sat and waited for Buffy to return. I thought about just going to my new room and leaving it, then I thought I would leave her a note…I just think no matter how I do it, it ain't gonna be easy so I am gonna be adult about it and say it to her face.
I hear the key card in the lock and I take a deep breath in. The door opens and I see her walk in. Man she says I haven't changed but she still has the same Buffy screwed over look about her. Her eyes are all bloodshot from the crying and she is hugging herself…a tell tale 'woe is me' Buffy manoeuvre.
"Hi" I say.
"Hey." She doesn't look at me but comes in to the living room and sits on one of the lounge chairs.
"I'm not gonna rehash what happened earlier. I am gonna say what I have to say and if you have something to say in response then I will listen."
"Faith I am too tired for this." She rubs her temples.
"Stiff shit. I held a lot of stuff back earlier…I let you say what you had to say, I let you vent, I let you say some pretty fucking shitty things to me so you will sit there and you will listen."
"Okay." She says quietly.
"I have booked another room, I've already moved my crap in there" I breathe in.
"That's it?" She picks at her nails.
"No. Our holiday becomes separate from here as do our lives. I know I messed up, I know I did wrong by you, I did wrong by your family, I did wrong by your friends, I tried to drag other people down with me and I did a lot of things I am not proud of. For fuckin ages I have been dealing with every thing that I have done. I don't expect to erase the past but I do want to move past it. By moving past it I am not being blaze or trying to get away from what I did I am trying to be a better human being…fuck I am just trying to be a human being" I pick at the hem of my shorts.
I can hear her breathing, she is trying to control it. I know what I am saying is pissing her off.
"I gotta build bridges, I get that process…I have fuckin memorised it over the last few years. You bein intimate with me shows you are willing to build a bridge but there is something there stopping you… and you are letting it stop you…and I get why you are…you don't trust me" I take a huge breath in "I get why ya don't, I get it…I just… you don't trust me and for us to take this any further would be stupid" I exhale and make myself look at her.
"Is that all?" She asks not looking up.
"Yeah…that is the it."
"Okay." She gets up out of her chair and walks in to her bedroom.
I hear her door click closed but it doesn't sound like a door, it sounds like the other shoe finally dropping.
Notes: Okay I needed to finish this and I wasn't sure how I would go because I was stumped after the end of part 5 and then I got bored at work and started on another story that has started to grow on its own. After watching the Redsox play last night I was inspired. It is short I know but I wanted to end it with no muss and no fuss.
"Yo Pops, you okay with me signing for this order?" I say eyeing the cases of fruity beverage that Iggy our alcohol dude has just wheeled in.
Pop sticks his head out of the kitchen "Yes Faith, that is fine…for a function."
I raise my eyebrows at Iggy "Must be a function for fairies with this kinda fruity ass shit."
"Fairies of the flying kind or of the male gay persuasion?" He hands me his little gadgety thing to sign.
"Probably both" I say as I sign "Thanks Ig, seeya in a couple of days."
He manoeuvres his trolley out from under the pile of shitty alcohol and leaves.
"Pop since when have you started hosting functions that cater to this kinda shitty taste?" I say picking up two cartons.
"Since they pay me a nice little fee" is his answer
"You know sometimes money just ain't worth it" I answer back then head to the cellar to drop the boxes off.
Once the putrid pop sparkling wine bullshit is all stowed away safely I walk in to the kitchen.
"Seriously Pop, I know that we get good money for these functions but do ya really want that kinda rep?"
"Why can't you just do what I ask and no back chat? You always gotta be a wise acre don't ya?" He doesn't look up from the onions he is cutting up.
"Pretty much" I say and stand next to him start to dice up the pile of carrots he has sitting next to the onions.
"You've been pretty quiet since getting back from Hawaii, normally I can't shut you up. Anything you wanna talk about?"
"Nah. I just think I realised that I can't go back there anymore so I am movin'on."
"Why can't you go back there? I know what that place means to you."
"It was someone else's place Pop I was just borrowin it til I got my own."
"You have that now?"
"Nope but I don't think I need it. I needed that place when I had to escape, when shit hit the fan. I am tired of runnin' and while I was there it kinda felt like that is what I was doing. If I wanna move forward I really have to stop going back to places from my past."
"This is a place from your past."
"This is my home ya ding bat" I smile at him.
"And always will be." He smiles back at me.
"Thanks Pop" I say and bump his shoulder with mine.
We slice and dice in comfortable silence for a few minutes before the buzzer for our deliver door goes off.
"Want me to grab that?" I ask.
"Yeah should be Tony with our meat order."
I go over and open the door "To- What the hell are you doing here?" I spit out when I see her standing there.
"Is that any way to address someone when representing a business?"
"I repeat what the hell are you doing here?"
"I guess we are back to the hating each other cycle of the relationship."
"Yeah I guess we are" I spot Tony's van pull up "Thanks for dropping by and giving me running commentary B" I walk past her and out to the van.
"How ya goin today Faith" Tony says meeting me at the back of the van.
"Fanfuckingtastic Tone what about you?"
"Well I been driving around the back alley's of Boston's finest eateries since 4am I am fuckin over it." He opens the doors and pulls a couple of boxes to the edge.
"I'll grab em" I say then lean over and pick them up.
"So that hot little blonde…she a new waitress or chef?"
I snort "Nah just a groupie I can't shake off Tone."
I head inside with the meat order and place the boxes on the counter and then head back out. There were a few more boxes which I took in then signed for before heading back inside.
I stop dead in my tracks when I see B and my Pop talking and laughing like old friends.
I shake my head and start putting the meat away.
"Faith why didn't you tell me you had a friend coming by?"
"Cause I don't have a friend coming by" I slam the cool room door shut "You done using me as your personal work horse? I got some shit to do in town" I unbutton the chef's jacket I had on.
"It's fine. You going to be here for the lunch time service?"
I shrug "Don't count on me. Not sure how long I am gonna be" I grab my car keys and back pack from the shelves we have set up for staff.
"Faith, I might need to you to run the bar. You know Mickey was sick yesterday…I need a little more than don't count on me."
"I'll try Pops but I have been trying to get in to see this guy for a month."
"Maybe you shouldn't have gone away to Hawaii for 2 weeks then."
"Maybe you should get the fuck off my back. I have been pulling double shifts for you ever since I got back plus have been your delivery bitch so if I say don't count on me I fuckin mean it."
I storm out the delivery entrance and jump in my car and take off.
Why the frig did she have to turn up now? I have been back in Boston for 3 weeks and was finally only thinkin about her every other second of the day rather than every second of the day…now she is here, all glowly with her tan, her smooth as silk hair, her sweet smellin perfume and her shit don't stink smile I am gonna lose all the resolve I had fuckin built up.
I snort out loud…no way have I built up any resolve…I still love the bitch…fuckin sad thing is I always will even though she don't deserve it.
After I left her in the hotel room I spent a few more days on the island. I saw her a couple of times around the hotel and she acted like I didn't exist so I decided to say my goodbyes to Angel then head home. I also left Red a nice message…told her if she ever fucked with my life like that again she'd better hide cause I would come after her. If she didn't like that I don't give a fuck. I haven't taken calls from anyone to do with the new council and the new slayers and I don't plan on taking any anytime soon either.
I can hear my blackberry ringing in my bag and I will continue to let it ring. I am too fuckin steamed to talk to her right now plus she falls in to the above category anyway. How do I know it is her? I just fuckin know alright.
I don't really have an appointment I just don't wanna be at the restaurant right now. I drive around for a few hours then go back to my apartment and decide to watch the Redsox game that is currently on. We just lost 3 in a row in Toronto and of course people are sayin we have a world series hang over but that is bullshit it is like 7 games in to the proper season. I think we should do alright… our home game and we are playin a team that ain't won a game this year… touch wood. As soon as I fuckin say somethin like that we get a walloping.
I grab a cold beer from the fridge and flop on the couch and switch on the big screen and settle in to watch my boys play. It is all going sweet, nice close game then the fuckers lose by 5 runs…what the fuck. Man if I was at Fenway right now I would be telling those boys a thing or two. How fuckin pathetic do ya have to be? We can't have this form leading up to a series with those wanker Yanks!
I decide to blame Buffy. She has jinxed em. Just need to get her out of town before we play anymore games. So I have like 12 hours, guess that means I have to face her sooner rather than later.
I hear my doorbell ring. I get up and answer the door. What a surprise it is Buffy.
"Your Pop…he told me."
"Why is it when I think of winnin the lottery I don't?" I mutter.
"Pardon?"
"This is like a bad comedy routine. I am just thinking about havin to see you and ya show up. For months I have been thinking about winnin the jackpot in the lottery but do you think I can even get one number. I tell ya I believe in Karma now."
"Could I please have the English translation?"
"I was an asshole for a while so when I wish for something good karma kicks my ass when I decide to do something that is gonna rip me to shreds karma always has a way of making it happen."
"I gather I am the rip you to shreds part of that."
"Nah Hawaii tickled a little but nothing too major."
"Could I maybe come in?"
"Nope this is gonna be quick. Not interested so go back to Scotland."
"Faith."
"I mean it. I am not Satsu or one of the other little whipping bitches you have at your beck and call every day Buffy…she maybe be able to love you that way but I can't."
"What way?"
"No trust…no feeling the same way. Shit like this reminds me why get some get gone worked so good."
"You don't mean that. You can't compare what we had to that."
"Not trying to compare it to anything Buffy."
"Stop saying that!"
"What?"
"My name! Stop calling me Buffy it's B…you call me B. Every time you call me Buffy it freaks me out!"
"Fine…won't call ya anything anymore."
I go to close the door but she stops me.
"You wanna lose a hand cause I have no problem in slamming this door right now."
She pushes her way inside and slams the door behind her. Next thing I know I am slammed up against the wall bein kissed.
Well played B I say to myself before kissing back. Well played indeed.
I gotta feeling we are gonna live happily ever after!