Hey kittens! Well here it is! My first fic! I was persuaded by some of you and decided to post! This is my first Willow centered fic, not so much Tara but will get there eventually! Be gentle!
Disclmaimer- All characters belong to Joss Whedon, M.E., UPN, and whatever else. I'm using this story for my own pleasure, nothing else!
Rated-PG for now
Summary- Willow reflects on the season 6 finale and her change through the season.
Note- Isnt angst great! This was originally writen a month after the s6 finale. I want to thank the fellow kittens at the chat, you guys are so awesome and I adore you all! This is for all the willow tara fans everyone and I want to thank Amber and Aly for creating these characters and letting us play with them!
PART ONE
"Are you sure you don't want anything?" Buffy asks. I know she is concerned. But I just want to be left alone. I always want to be left alone. I nod grimly. "I'm fine Buffy." I say. She looks at me one last time. It was one of her pity looks that Ive learned to loathe over the years. :Youre a mess Willow: Those eyes say. And she walks out without any other word. I sit back down on my bed, feeling more sad then ever. I wish I could just break down and cry. But I know the tears won't come. Nowadays they hardly ever do. And when they do come, they never stop. It's been a month since I lost myself. And only Xander, my best friend, the man I adore, had saved me. He saved me with his love. A part of me hated him for that. I didn't want to come back. I didn't want to be the plain Ol Willow everyone loved and cared for more then anything else in the world. That was a Willow I never wanted to be again. But something happened that day when Xander told me he loved me over and over again. They told me it was the magicks I had taken from Giles, I understand that now. Maybe it was something more then that. Oh how mad I was at Xander! I wanted to hurt him for loving me. But I couldn't. I couldn't hurt him. I loved him and I couldn't hurt him! It hurt so bad inside. And it still does. It will always hurt. I broke down. Maddend with grief and anger, I broke down. I was angry. Angry at Xander for loving me. Angry at everyone. But especially Tara. My love. My life. My soul. But how could I hate her? SHe was my light when it was dark. She was my everything. She was apart of me. And when she died, I died too. And maybe a part of me will always be dead. Because to live without Tara was to not live at all. I hated her for dieing. Hated her for leaving me here like this. Alone. I loved her so much. SHe died. She died and I lost myself. And I didn't want to be found. I remember when I told Tara I would always find her. My life was supposed to be simple, go to school, help Buffy, try to attain some sort of normal life even though we live on a hellmouth. And Tara was supposed to be there with me. I thought she always would be too. And when I had been so stupid and selfish to do that spell on her...things changed. And when she moved out, that was the saddest I had ever been in my life. Not even when Oz left me. But we found eachother again. And god that was great. That was how my life was supposed to be. And then she was taken away from me again. Forever.
Comments? Suggestions?
-Rose
Please dont let my name fool you, I really am a lesbian! willowntara247@yahoo.com (my email addy!)
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More later everyone....I personally think this isnt my greatest writting. As I writer I think Ive improved since I first wrote this. So please, suggestions and comments that could help me would mean the world! Because I know this isnt my best writting!
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Was it...was it ok? Did it suck? Was it bad? Im scurred now! eep...well kittens, thats the end!! TADA! Let me know what you all think cause I want to know what to do when I start the new one! I love you all!
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