Summary: Angel finds Willow on the overpass. He has a hard decision to make. Dark fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, Joss does. Lucky him. The song One Perfect Lie is owned by Gary Newman.
Authors Notes: Like I said this is a dark fic. This is completely AU. Although some things in BtVS S6 happened, it's not necisary to know the season.
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Blood. I smelled it from a mile away. Spicy and so sad. I followed the scent to an overpass. I couldn't believe what my eyes saw. Red hair. I know that hair. Oh God, Willow. Willow's blood. I should have known. I rushed to her side. There was so much blood. Just from one seemingly small cut on her small wrist.
What happened to her for her to end up like this? Dying, bleeding. I pull her into my arms. Brushing her hair from her face I look into those green eyes of hers. They are soaked with tears, and mine are falling to join hers.
She whispers the name Tara, then looks directly at me and says my name softly, pleading with me to help her. She knows she's dying. I tell her that everything will be ok. She smiles softly and closes her eyes trusting that I will take care of her. One little lie right?
~One
One perfect lie
Was it told
Too soon and
One
One perfect life
Turned to stone
Cold mercy~
She is so cold here in my arms. I pull her wrist to my mouth to lick the wound to close it. I taste the fear and desperation in her blood. There were times, before my soul, when I would have reveled in that taste. Now, it just fills me with sorrow.
I can't let her die. She doesn't want to. I don't want her to. She was too full of life. She deserves more. But, will she forgive me for this? I don't know if I can do it. I have little time to think. She is dying, fast.
~I
Kneel
Down by
Your grave
I
Kneel
Down torn
And guilty~
I made my decision. How could I let her die? I just hope I did the right thing. I brought my wrist to my fangs, bit down, and fed her my blood. It was the only thing that could save her. It was too late for doctors.
Oh, how could I? I howl to the night. How unfair life is. I should know by now shouldn't I? I couldn't let her go. It was selfish. I know that. I just hope she will understand.
~Did
I let you down
Say goodbye
Too soon and
Did
You understand
My mistake
Forgive me~
I shake with rage, at myself, at God, at her Goddess, at the Powers. How could they let this happen? Where were her friends? Where was I? I know where I was. I cry, and howl, and rage on.
I finally got some sense. The sun was coming up. I had to move us. I took her by sewer back to the hotel. I didn't know where else to go really. I locked us in my room.
I sit by the bed raking her hair with my fingers. She's not breathing anymore. She is truly dead. I mourn her loss. Crying on her shoulder I apologize for everything. That I couldn't save her in time. That I wasn't there for her when she needed someone. All those things that really mean nothing now.
~I
Kneel
Down by
Your side
I
Kneel
Down scared
And helpless~
What will the others say? What will I tell them? Another lie? I should have let her die. She might have made it to heaven that way. Now, she is doomed as we all are. As I am. I thought I was right. Maybe God will take her now. Before she wakes.
~One perfect lie wrapped in kindness and tears
I wish I believed in your Heaven
One perfect life led by blind faith and trust
If God has a heart He will find you~
There's nothing left for me to do now but wait. Wait until she wakes. I don't know if I did the right thing. I thought I did. But look what I made her. I made her one of my kind. How could I? She deserved so much more. I wait for her, torn and guilty.
~Torn and guilty
Torn and guilty
Torn and guilty
I'm torn and guilty
I'm torn and guilty
Torn and guilty
Torn and guilty
I'm torn and guilty
I'm torn and guilty~