| Once Again |
[09 Apr 2003|04:45pm] |
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Once again we met. Seeing her felt so odd in my mind. My eyes widen to catch more of the beauty that emitted from her petite body. I couldn't help but smirk and grin at her. She was so beautiful, it was crazy. Maybe that's why I came back. I'm falling for the Slayer.
I think I have feelings for the one I should be killing. Am I going mad? What about Dru? I hold my tongue in anguish. It's driving me crazy. She's pulling me toward her like a magnet and I can't help it. I try to push away, but she pulls me right back in.
Yes, I think I am in love with the Slayer.
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| Lovely Sunny-D |
[08 Apr 2003|09:08pm] |
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The Sex Pistols |
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Why'd I come back to Sunnyhell?
Was it to prove to Drusilla that I'm more than enough bad for her? No. Something drew me here. Something I can't explain. It has nothing to do with Dru. I'm over her now. I came back and I found myself kidnapping Red and that Xander boy. Why? To get Dru back.
In my car, something amazing happened. I turned around. I turned around and went back to Sunnydale. Dru doesn't need me anymore. It's over. Suddenly, I feel as if I can handle myself and I'm a big boy now. I don't need her.
It's like a magnet the force that drives me back to Sunnydale. Something I can't really control. Why am I running back to the place I fled from with my dearest love? This place is not where I belong. There's Angel and the Slayer. I wouldn't be welcome. I'd hate it. And yet, that's where I'm heading.
I parked my car behind the cemetary, between a few trees. The sun was just now starting to set. I'd have to wait about an hour to get out and frolic in my new home. I don't know why I'm back. This magnetic force that's pulling me here isn't my cup of tea. I want to go. Go back home? Ha! I have no home. Well. . call Sunnydale my home now.
Whatever is pulling me back here must have a purpose. But what? Whoever, or whatever wants me needs to make themselves known before me soon. Before I try to leave yet again.
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