Disclaimer: I own nothing but the words themself and well the plot
Even with broken wings
Chapter 1
A little bit of two worlds…
“Um…Mr. Pratt…We found her…I have to warn you though err…sir…she’s not quite stable,” Whispered a short and pudgy man, who looked rather anxious.
His eyes drifted around the room sure that one wrong move would end in a “kill the messenger” story. The master bedroom resembled a bleeding raven with its crimson silk sheets and charcoal walls. Spilled liquor stained the lavish tapestry, evidence of the previous nights of distress. The elegant Persian lamps were thrown across the room, probably during one of William Pratt’s bouts of anger. William, or spike as he preferred to be called, was sitting down on the plush bed in the middle of the room. His bleached blonde hair had lost much luster due to the lack of washing and his usually penetrating blue eyes showed nothing but loss, confusion, and rage.
“S-Spike…Sir…?” Jonathon tried once more to reach past the invisible walls built around his boss.
In a deadly calm voice Spike finally responded, “What do you mean…not quite stable?”
“She gone insane sir,” Jonathon managed to choke out, never one for many words.
Spike stood abruptly and pinned Jonathon to the wall, his hand clutching the innocent’s throat.
“Don’t you ever talk ‘bout Dru that way mate or you’ll find yourself swimming with sum very friendly fishes,”
Jonathon shook with fear as Spike let him go, not wasting a second to calm down before running out of the room. Spike however, took in a deep breath then walked out of the room and down the stairs towards his undoing. What he saw left him in a state of utter shock. Gone was the excitement bubbling in his stomach from the news of his loves return. Replacing them was fear and confusion for the girl beside him who looked like any other woman. Gorgeous as ever, but something in her eyes. Spike couldn’t put his finger on it and wasn’t sure he wanted to but something in them seemed to hold a childish glee.
“Ring around the rosy…..pocket full of posy ashes...ashes we all fall…Down…my dark prince missed his princess…But Mrs. Edith told princess sunshine coming soon and sunshine will stop the pain…She’ll fill you with ashes and then we all fall down!” Drusilla giggled at the though.
Spikes eyes widened at her nonsense rambling,
“Dru pet, How bout I send Dalton here to get you all cleaned up? Huh luv, you can have a nice bubble bath and then have some food in your room wouldn’t that be nice?”
Giggling still, she nodded then suddenly stopped to whisper with uncertainty, “I miss Daddy…Can my Dark Prince bring Daddy to me?”
“Daddy luv…Pet, your da’s been…dead for ages,”
“No not Daddy daddy silly Angelus…he’s my new daddy and I want him back!” She cried in response.
Shocked and undoubtfully angered by her words, Spike stomped off leaving Dru with Dalton. Drusilla seemed to ignore his action, instead hugging a beautiful porcelain doll that had hung loosely in her hands.
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“Ms. Summers that was your last patient for the day and your looking awfully stressed miss why don’t you make your way home now and have a nice hot bath?” Suggested Tara.
Tara had been working for MC Institute for the past three months as Elizabeth “Buffy” Summers personal assistant. She managed Buffy’s schedule and watched the patients during some of Buffy’s appointments. The MC Institute was a place for those with severe mental issues. Some patients lived there while others made appointments with the psychologists there. Tara admired Buffy’s ability to watch over the insane patients who spent their nights and days talking about imaginary lives created in their minds and help people with issues like abusive husbands who came in for a session every two days. However, she could also tell by the look in the young blonde’s eyes that all the work and problems were starting to wear her down. If Tara wasn’t so shy she would have mention it a long time ago.
“I’m fine…Okay…so maybe I’m not fine, I’ll go home and relax to some crappy TV,” Buffy replied with a pout.
The Perky blond Had spend the entire day with a woman who swore her son was talking to her, which would have been all fine and dandy if he hadn’t died 8 years ago. Sighing, she bid her goodbye to the sweet assistant and walked to her new Mercedes. Buffy didn’t feel a second pass but somehow she found herself unlocking the door to her flat. She stepped out of her Channel heels and flicked on the light. The flat was cozy looking with its beige kitchen and living room decorated in forest and pastel greens. It was clean enough to show it was a women’s world but had its little traces of lovers now gone. A picture here or there and cards that Buffy didn’t seem capable of throwing out. She dropped down onto the plush love seat with a pained groan. Under her breath she admitted that a nice hot bath would do wonders to her sore muscles. When strength finally came back to her she stood and made her way to her bathroom.
The bathroom had a nice tub big enough for two people to lie in, and the necessary toilet and sink. Unlike the bland colors used in the rest of the house, the bathroom walls were painted a pale pink with a hot pink as a border. The bath tub curtain was the same color as the border standing out in the light room. In a sluggish pace she set the water to warm and let it run with the vanilla scented bubble bath. Her hands made their way to her straight black skirt searching for the zipper. Once it had been found and pulled down she slipped out of the light weight material exposing long tanned legs and a Turquoise thong. Soon the buttons of the silk grey shirt had come undone and fell to the ground with a swoosh. She swayed towards the light switch and flicked it off leaving the room to be illuminated by strawberry and cream scented candles. Slowly she undid the clasp of the matching bra and slid the straps off letting the garment fall to the ground. She slipped out of the thong also throwing it aside. When the water filled the tub she turned off the tub faucet and placed her legs in it. Eventually, her entire body was covered in the bubbly water and she felt relaxed for the first time that day.
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08/31/16 03:43 pm
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05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
pj
03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
Rabbit_moon1
12/23/16 01:12 pm
I donate every month. Please donate to keep this site up!
AudryDaluz1
10/06/16 08:34 am
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Chrissel
08/31/16 03:45 pm
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Chrissel
08/31/16 03:43 pm
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