"Buffy? Hadn't you left?"

"Yeah, well… no… I mean yeah, or … just. Is Faith home?"

"FAITH? Why are you asking for her?"

"None of your business" I answer rudely "Now, can you please ask her to come outside"

"Buffy, she's gone"

My heart skips a beat "What do you mean she's gone?"

"That she left"

"When? Why? Where did she go?"

"Uh.. I don't know, she left like half an hour ago"

My heart beats rapidly, as I feel very weird, like I just lost something "A.. are you sure you don't know where she went?"

"She said she wanted to start over, I don't know where she is Buffy, I'd tell you if I knew"

"Yeah, thanks I guess" I say exhaling nervously. "I… I.. I gotta go"

"Aren't you going to talk to Angel?"

"Uh, maybe some other time… I need to.. I need to… I need to go" I sigh "Bye"

"Bye"


*Door Closes*






[Chapter 9]




I sigh and sit on Angel's doorstep for a while. She left, huh? Why am I still going after her? After all of this, in spite of myself. In spite of everything. I don't know. Too many questions, no answers. I wish I could make it all easier. There was something in her eyes though. Something that told me that maybe, just maybe, this time she wasn't lying. But Still, it is so hard, so hard.

I stand up slowly and start walking with no direction. I could just stay here, but something deep within me tells me that I should go and find her. I don't know where to start, so I just wander around with no direction, just walk. Maybe, I'll find her. Maybe I won't. If I do, it'll be because destiny wanted me to find her. And if I don't, it'll be because… this just wasn't meant to be. 

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[Faith]



After an hour and a half, the guy's done repairing the car. I pay him, and when I count the money, he tells me "actually, if you are short, you can pay me without money, if you know what I'm saying"

"I'm not short, but thanks" I hand him the money and fake a smile.

"Fifty percent off for you, next time you come"

"don't live here"

"Oh"


I get in the car, turn the key, start the engine and Hmmm I love its sound. I accelerate, and get out the workshop.

"B's such a cheap, the tank is almost empty" I go to a gas station.

I feed the car, full tank, then go to the car wash to shower him. They wash it and then wax it. It looks sooo neat. So cool, I am having second thoughts about returning the car to Buffy, but it is what I have to do, after all it is her car, and she only gave it up to get rid of me. So I'll give it back.

I sit in the car again, accommodate the mirrors, check the glove compartment, and there is B's stake, along with a state map, and an air freshener that is still new. I take off the air freshener and hang it in the mirror. I also take out the stake and admire it for a while. The peace of wood feels weird in my hand at first, but then flashbacks of the past come to my mind again. 

After a while, I wake up from my thoughts and put the stake where B and I used to put it, in our waistband. Feels familiar, feels natural… feels like me.

B must be in the train station, so I ask one guy for directions. When I go there, I realize that the station is not as crowded as it usually is, or as it used to be when I came here from Sunnydale. I approach the cashier lady and ask her.

"Excuse me, the train for Sunnydale, when is it going to depart?"

"It just departed three minutes ago" the girl giggles.

"What is so funny?"

"Nothing, you just reminded me of a girl who came just like you, shortly after the train had already gone"

"like I care"

"She was going to Sunnydale too"

I frown "was she blond with hazel eyes?"

"Yes"

"So she has left already?"

"I think so, she bought her tickets for the train that has just departed"

"Thanks anyways"

"Aren't you going to wait for the train?"

"No, I was actually looking for her, anyways. Thanks"

"No problem"

----- * -----

I go back to the car, pull a cigarette out of the box and light it up. I exhale.. Guess I'm gonna have to stay with the car now that she's gone. A voice in the back of my head tells me that I could actually go to Sunnydale, but I don't think it is such a good idea.

'I thought you were going to move on and leave B alone'. Well, right. I had forgotten. Sometimes I would think I'm crazy for having voices in my head reminding me the stuff I have to do. Yeah, maybe that's better, I'll give it a try. Anyways… I really need to go to new places.

I am about to throw the butt of the cigarette out the window when I hear someone saying. "I don't really like people smoking in my car, you know? But since you've done a great work washing it and waxing it. I forgive you"

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