Patrol. Patrol. Patrol. That sounded like fun. The cemeteries had never been this dead before. It was hard to believe that the vampires were afraid of rumors about the Chosen Two in Sunnydale, but hey, they seemed pretty convinced if you asked me. So what's a Slayer to do in the middle of the night, passing through yet another uneventful yard of tombstones and graves, hit the Bronze? Probably. I could really use a night off. But then again, wasn't I supposed to housesit for mom tonight?
I walked down the familiar path leading back home. Mom said she was going to redecorate my room since I officially moved out of the house. She seemed to be forgetting about me coming come for holidays and all. Seriously though, I doubted that she'd have the heart to do it.
I searched for the keys in my backpack and opened the door. Feeling a little hungry I rummaged through the kitchen for some undesirable leftovers. I never knew how lazy I could get until now.
I took a piece of cookie in my mouth and grabbed a cup of milk as I headed up stairs towards my room. I smiled and was happy to see my room exactly the way I left it. I took my pale blue jacket off and tossed it onto the bed. Then, settling down by the side of the window I turned on the radio.
"You're listening to 96.1 SDFM. Sunnydale's number one ration station. Where we play the most music, commercial free. Up next, Leanne Rimes, The Right Kind Of Wrong..."
The rest of the rambling went on unnoticed as I came across my diary that I hid between the crack of the wooden shelves. The book was all torn and crumpled up, much like the memories the past. As I flipped through the pages filled with scribbles, a picture fell to the ground.
// Know all about
About your reputation
And now it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it
If I'm helpless every time that I'm where you are//
The brunette Slayer, not expecting to be photographed while taking a nap on the table had been caught off guard. I smiled, unable to explain why the younger Slayer had always managed make me feel this way. It had been so long since Angel left. And I've questioned if I could ever feel the same for anyone. But being with Faith, just standing beside her, I would feel the shivers down my spine.
// You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name
And I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much//
We had been getting real close for the last couple of weeks, which on its own was strange; I couldn't help but think that being friends was the last thing on her mind. Faith should be entitled to seek her revenge because I did, after all, stabbed her and sent her off into a coma for eight months.
At first I thought it was guilt that caused all those sleepless nights. I had no choice but to put her in a coma. Angel's life was at sake and I couldn't just watch him die. But never did I realize the importance of Faith.
No. I finally came to see that I love her and I never wanted us to end that way. We were never meant to be enemies. So I lied to Riley. I lied to Giles, Willow and Xander. I went to see her, made amends and got more than I barged for - Her love.
// Loving you
Isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't have wanna spend my time with you
I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby you're the right kind of wrong//
If they ever found out they'd tell me that this was wrong and that this so called love wouldn't last. But they had no clue how right this feels. They would never understand. We were destined.
It was not long before I heard distant shouts coming from on the street below. Snapping back to reality, I caught a glance of the dark figure that waved for my attention. I chuckled and watched her climbed up the tree like a professional thief.
//Might be a mistake
A mistake I'm making
But what you're giving
I am happy to be taking
Cause no one's ever to made me feel the way I do
When I'm in your arms//
"You know, you could have just knocked. Mom's out of town." I said, lifting the window open to let her in.
"Yeah well, I'm dying to know how the balcony love scenes work. I mean Angel has done it before, so why not give it a try?" She flashed that silly grin of hers and crawled in, stopping to dust herself once she entered.
"I can always chose not to invite him in, but you, you always seem to be coming and going whenever you want." I teased her, but somehow that didn't come out the way I planned.
She furrowed her brows and seemed a little hurt. Then without saying a word, she turned to face the window and gestured to leave. I started to panic and manage to grab her arm before I babbled, "No, Faith...I..I..didn't mean it like that, don't go..."
//They say your something I should do without
They don't know what goes on when the light goes out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain//
"Are you sure B? Cause I could leave. I just figured that it'd be easier for me to see you tonight without sneaking around the campus and all."
"I know, I'm sorry...I didn't know what I was thinking. Urrghh..I'm so stupid..." I stomped hard on the floor, frustrated at my inability to communicate property. She moved away from the edge and pulled me into her arms.
"Hey hey..it's okay. You're not stupid." I felt her hands stroking my hair gently, "It's just that...maybe I'm no good for you B."
"No Faith. Listen to me." I wrapped my arms tightly around the dark Slayer and glazed deeply into her eyes, "I want you. There's no one else I rather be with. Angel, Riley, they could never compare to you. You're the right one for me."
"B..." There was no need to say anything else, her eyes told me everything. I leaned in and kissed my Slayer softly on the lips. She responded passionately and I could feel the heat growing stronger between us. The truth was, I didn't need to hear her say those words to know that she loves me. Because I could feel every time we touch.
//Loving you, yeah
Isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
I should try to be strong
But baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby, you're the right kind of wrong//