❝ 'Cause baby now we got bad blood.❞
Nikki was left to pick up the pieces when Buffy left her behind, broken. Her friends had established themselves as a Scooby Gang as she became more reckless and careless, she was a Slayer without a cause. What h...
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Seeing my sister and Willow sitting on a grassy area outside, I smiled and began walking over to them. A pencil floats up into my view as it starts to slowly turn end over end. Willow must be practicing her levitation skill.
"But... she had it rough. Different circumstances that could be me," I heard Buffy say, sounding a little sad, but I didn't have a clue what she was talking about.
Willow shakes her head adamantly. "No way. Some people just don't have that in them."
Throwing my bag on the floor next to the pair, I smile when the two of them jump "ladies," I grin, sitting beside Willow as my sister shoots me a glare, but there was no real hostility behind the look "what are we talking about?".
They give each other a quick glance. "Faith," my sister admits as my lips set in a hard line. Although I had tried to help Faith leave Sunnydale to avoid getting into trouble, I was still a little mad that she had lied to me and pin a murder on my sister.
"Ahh, I see" my feelings on Faith or just feelings, in general, wasn't something that I liked to share with the class. Sometimes even I didn't know how I felt about things.
Buffy grimaces apologetically. "Look, I'm sorry. I-I know how you two hate talking about Faith".
I give her a shrug knowing for me it was true in a way that was different from our redhead friend's reason. Willow hated talking about Faith because of how she felt about Xander, whereas I just sucked at feelings.
"No, it's okay" Willow gives us one of her smiles, but this was a forced 'I'm okay, but I'm really not' smile.
Catching my sister's attention, I motioned to the pencil in front of us. "No, really, we should just..." my sister sounds worried as she glances at the pencil too.
Willow shook her head adamantly, but she was obviously lying. "No. I-it doesn't bother me. I mean it".
"Uh, Will?
Willow looks at it in shock. "Oh." The pencil is spinning wildly; suddenly, it darts off and buries itself deep into a tree.
Willow gives us a concerned look, but my sister gives her a knowing smile as she raises her eyebrows. "Emotional control?"
The redhead looks embarrassed. "I'm working on it, but I-i might need a little more extra help from you, Nikki" she turns to glance at me in wonder, "how are you even okay with what Faith and Xander did together?"
Sighing to myself, I let out a huff of laughter "we're not together like that, Will. We both agreed that we could see others and have no jealousy. Faith isn't one to be locked down, and I just like having fun. We're best friends first and foremost no matter what we do when we're alone-."
I nervously glance at my sister, who watches me in surprise at my expression "-or when we think everyone in the house is already sleeping."
