lie to me - p2

830 15 0
                                    

THIRD PERSON POV

In an alleyway, Ford heads towards the Sunset Club. He knocks on a heavy metal door and the view port opens. It closes and then the door opens to let him in. A welder is cutting the knob off the inside door as Ford goes down the stairs towards the main area. Dark gothic music sets the mood, and everyone is dressed in black and pale makeup. 

"Ford? Hi, Ford?" another man meets him at the bottom of the stairs. 

"Hey!" Ford replies. 

"Well, how'd it go?" the guy asks and Ford nods, looking around the room. 

"It went good." Ford nods in response. 

"Good? That's, that's it? That's all we know? Well, when are we..." the man begins but Ford interrupts. 

"Soon." he replies sternly. 

"Oh, soon, okay. Y'know, you could gimme a little more information here. I'm trusting you. I'm out on a limb here. Not to mention the lease is almost up on this place. Who's gonna cover that?" the man rambles and Ford looks at him this time. 

"Marvin..." 

"Diego! C'mon man, it's Diego now." Diego interrupts Ford calling him the wrong name. 

"Diego." Ford states, pulling out a pill. "Ritalin. Everything's gonna be fine." Ford reassures as a woman comes over, handing him a drink. "Just make sure you're ready when i say. True believers only." 

"I can't wait!" the woman smiles brightly as Ford takes the pill. 

"Right, whatever, i still think i should be in on the plan." Diego adds and Ford shakes his head. 

"Diego, you gotta trust me." he smiles, patting Diego on the back. On the TV, a scene from a Jack Palance vampire movie plays. "A couple more days and we'll get to do the two things every American teen should have the chance to do: die young, and stay pretty." Ford smiles, looking directly to the TV before mouthing the words. "So...you play your wits against mine. Me, who commanded armies hundreds of years before you were born. Fools!" 

*

CAMILA POV

Angel grabs my arm so i don't stop and pulls me along to Willow's balcony door. I see Willow in her nightshirt, brushing her hair through the blinds. Quickly Angel knocks and waits for Willow to answer. 

"Oh! Angel! Cam! What are you doing here?" Willow exclaims. 

"I wanted to talk to you." Angel replies and i shrug my shoulders. 

"Oh, well..." Willow smiles, gesturing for us to come inside. I follow her arm before realising Angel didn't follow. "Well?" 

"I can't. Unless, you invite me, i can't come in." Angel explains and Willow nods. 

"Oh! Well, okay, i invite you. To come in." she replies nervously and i sit down on her bed. Willow turns around to face me and her eyes widen. I follow her gaze to see her bra lying so i quickly throw it onto the floor for her and she smiles a thank you to me. 

"I-if this is a bad time, i..." Angel begins before Willow cuts him off. 

"No! I just...i'm not supposed to have boys in my room." Willow smiles. 

"I promise to behave myself." Angel tries to joke and i just glare at him. 

"Okay. Good." she replies nervously. 

"I guess i need help." he states and Willow's face lights up. 

"Help? You mean like on homework? No, cause you're old and you already know stuff." Willow mumbles and i look at her with an eyebrow raised. 

touchable - Buffy the Vampire Slayer S2 (on hold)Where stories live. Discover now