Title: Failing
Author: Broken hart
Rating: It's starting of as just PG but you never know!!
Disclaimer: All Characters belong to me Joss and ME...blah blah blah. I wish i owned them!
Spoliers: no spoilers because it's an AU fic.
Summary- Willow, Tara, Buffy and Faith at highschool it's just a story about falling in love and all the troubles you get when you're at school.
Chapter 15
Faith was sitting at the mansion doing some work for her English class, and in her head was going over the song for the talent show. The sun had gone down and she was waiting for Angel to turn up. He wanted to talk to her. And with that thought the tall handsome man walked into the room and sat at the table by her.
Faith: Hey there big guy. How’s it going?
Angel: Good, how was school?
Faith: Same as always, there’s a new girl had to show her round, same old.
Angel: Nothing strange?
Faith: Nothing but you right now.
Angel: I’m a vampire I’m the definition of strange!
Faith: Good point.
Angel: Faith I heard you saved someone in the park Friday night.
Faith: Oh yeah nothing special just blondie and red.
Angel: Who?
Faith: Right sorry, Tara and Willow.
Angel: Tara Giles?
Faith: Yeah, how do you know her?
Angel: She’s an old friends daughter.
Faith: You know my English teacher?
Angel: Yeah go way back.
Faith: Yeah Buffy and Tara are in my year, and Buffy is the pain in my ass!
Angel: Don’t get on then?
Faith: It’s more of a case we can’t stand each other. Which is the complete opposite to Tare and Red.
Angel: What do you mean?
Faith: Oh they are completely loved up.
Angel: What?
Faith: They’re dating I think.
Angel: Is it serious.
Faith: Yeah I guess, why the interest Angel?
Angel: No reason, I gotta go Faith, I’ll speak to you soon.
Faith: Fine leave.
Angel: Faith I’m always going to come back to you, always.
Faith: Just don’t ever promise me ok.
Angel: Why?
Faith: Because you’ll break it.
Angel: Not to my girl.
*****
Buffy sat on her bed as her sister paced beside it. This had been the scene for the past 20 minutes, and the oldest blonde was starting to get rather dizzy.
Tara: You’re crazy.
Buffy: It speaks.
Tara: You won’t be able to pull it off.
Buffy: I will with your help Tare, you’re my sister you have to!
Tara: That won’t work forever.
Buffy: Is it working now?
Tara: Yes only because I couldn’t stand the humiliation of it all.
Buffy: Yay, where do we begin.
Tara: At the very beginning and even that’s too late!
*****
Friday was looming near and on Thursday morning Faith sat in the Library just going over the basic keys on the table. She didn’t want anything to go wrong in this performance. The song she wanted to be perfect and the reason was simple. She wanted Buffy to hear the words. It had been a while since she had played in front of people, most of the school had already heard her as some point when they were at middle school, Faith had cooled it down in high school. Now she sat with her imaginary piano.
Izzy: Works better with an actual piano.
Faith: Jesus Christ, you shouldn’t sneak up on people.
Izzy: I didn’t realise coming into the library was sneaking.
Faith: Well you do now, and you’ll think first!
Izzy: Sorry I will learn the errors of my ways.
Faith: Glad to hear it.
Izzy: What were you doing?
Faith: Just practicing.
Izzy: The invisible piano event?
Faith: No, smart ass. It’s the talent show tomorrow and I have to take part in it.
Izzy: Really?
Faith: No I’m a compulsive liar and I’ve made it all up.
Izzy: Huh? What? Damn it, I get so lost talking to you.
Faith: I just try and keep you on your feet.
Izzy: That you are, can I come, I mean tomorrow and watch.
Faith: Why? Haven’t you heard all about my reputation.
Izzy: Most of it.
Faith: Then why aren’t you running away, so you don’t have to be seen with me?
Izzy: Because I don’t care what people see Faith I go on what I see. You’ve been nothing but nice to me, so screw what other people think.
Faith: Cool.
Izzy: Don’t let people put you down Faith.
Faith: I got class now, but wanna meet up at some point?
Izzy: Would love that, at lunch, where?
Faith: I’ll find you.
Izzy: O.k. bye Faith.
*****
Willow waited at the entrance to the theatre and was checking her watch every five seconds. She was getting nervous, Willow’s mind was running over time about how Tara was going to stand her up. But she trusted the blonde like she had never trusted anyone in her life and in her heart she knew she wouldn’t be watching this talent show alone. Willow wore a long denim skirt with a red top, she was trying for a casual look. She brushed out some creases and when she looked up there stood her blonde beauty. Tara also wore a denim skirt but a darker blue and was cut just below her knees, she had slipped on a pair of white trainers, and she wore a white top that came down in a low V shape.
Willow: You look wonderful.
Tara: Thank you, and you’re looking all sexy yourself.
Willow: Me sexy? Look at me being all sexy.
Tara: You're so cute.
Willow: Cute as well?
Tara: The list could go on forever.
Willow: I don’t know what I did.
Tara: What do you mean?
Willow: To deserve you.
Tara: Must have committed the worst crime of the century to be punished with me.
Willow: I don’t think so. You make me happy.
Tara: I do?
Willow: Yes, in a way no one else has ever done.
Tara: You make me happy too Willow. Um…do you want to go in?
Willow: Yeah, I don’t think we’ll see much from here!
Tara: My sister was begging me to come tonight.
Willow: Buffy? I thought she was coming any way.
Tara: Yeah she is, I meant my younger sister Dawn.
Willow: There’s another one?
Tara: Yep all three girls.
Willow: At least your dads got to have a good understanding of women.
Tara: He does ok, still doesn’t understand the need for shopping.
Willow: Well no man does. My dad is clueless…Wonder what Faith will sing?
Tara: Is she good?
Willow: Really good. It seems strange for this booming voice to come out of Faith. The big bully with a voice of well not a big bully.
They found two chairs near the front. It was starting to get packed. Tara put her hand in-between the gap of her and Willow’s chair a few seconds later Willow’s hand found hers and they entwined their fingers together and smiled.
*****
Faith suddenly felt hot and could feel the beads of sweat start to form on her upper lip and her brow. She heard her name being called to go on the stage, and it suddenly felt like everything was going in slow motion. She got up her courage and walked to the centre of the stage which had the piano in the middle with a single spot light on it. Taking a deep breath that she believed would never end but she let it escape as she sat down. Faith glided her fingers over the keys . And then she began…
Faith: You mixed me up for someone
Who'd fall apart without you
Yeah you broke my heart for the first time
But I'll get over that too
It's hard to find the reasons
Who can see the rhyme?
I guess that we where seasons out of time
I guess you didn't know me
If you think love is blind
That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines
Surprised that I caught you out
On every single time that you lied
Did you think that every time I see you I would cry
No not me, not I, not I, no not me, not I
(Faith scanned the audience for Buffy, but the blonde was no where to be seen, which made Faith’s heart stop slightly she had wanted Buffy to hear this song.)
Faith: The story goes on without you
And there's got to be another ending
But yeah you broke my heart it won't be the last time
But I'll get over them too
As a new door opens we close the ones behind
And if you search your soul I know you'll find
You never really knew me
If you think love is blind
That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines
Surprised that I caught you out
On every single time that you lied
Did you think that every time I see you I would cry
No not me, not I, not I, not I, not I
All you said to me
All you promised me
All the mystery never did believe
No I never cry no I never not me not I
If you think love is blind
That I wouldn't see the floors between the lines
Surprised that I caught you out
On every single time that you lied
Did you think that every time I see you I would cry No not I, I won't cry
No not me, not I, not I
Faith finished the song which felt like it had flown by, she stood up and walked towards the audience and then stopped there was a silence and then a huge eruption of cheers and clapping arose. Faith stood astonished, she tried to hold a straight face but she couldn’t hold it and a smile broke out on her face. She walked of the stage as she noticed a band setting up.
Faith: What’s this? I thought I was the last one on tonight.
Buffy: No that would be me.
Faith: You?
Buffy: Me.
And know it was the moment that Buffy had been dreading the very second she had said she would do it. Mr Croucher had been short and so being the perfect blonde Buffy put her name forward she wasn’t on the programme due to the fact she had signed up so late. The worst part was Buffy wasn’t blessed with the most talented voice so she had enlisted the help of her talented sister to help her practice. Now all she had to do was pull this song off and then maybe Faith would understand how she was feeling. Buffy was wearing ripped jeans and a black low V neck top that had been ripped so that it revealed her midriff. She walked to the microphone and the band began to play she couldn’t sing, the boys playing looked panicked and then looped it. From her chair Tara stood up on their third loop.
Tara: I know all about,
About your reputation.
Buffy stopped and looked at her sister you smiled and nodded to her sister to finish. Buffy took a huge breathe and nodded back and then smiled to the band who looped the song one more time.
Buffy: I Know all about
About your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know, I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
Might be a mistake
A mistake I'm making
But what you're giving I am happy to be taking
Cause no one's ever made me feel
The way I feel when I'm in your arms
They say you're something I should do without
They don't know what goes on
When the lights go out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
I should try to run
But I just can't seem to
Cause every time I run you're the one I run to
Can't do without, what you do to me
I don't care if I'm in too deep... yeah.....
Know all about
About your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
You won't give that my strength
What I've been told
Say my name and I can't
Fight it anymore
Oh I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Hey, yeah Yeah
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Baby you're the right kind of wrong
Baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah Baby you're the right kind of wrong
And then it was over and by the end the school had been singing along to give Buffy courage, she bowed.
Buffy: You love me, you really love me!
*****
Faith had left the theatre just before Buffy had come off the stage, she sat on the wall, her head in her hands, thinking about what had just happened. Her head was swimming with ideas, Faith had always thoughts she was dreaming when it came to Buffy and herself she would never let her imagination run away because she would only be heart broken at the end of the day. Faith heard foot steps and looked up to see Izzy walking towards, she sat down and squeezed Faith’s knee.
Izzy: You didn’t want to stay to find out who has won?
Faith: No it doesn’t matter.
Izzy: That was beautiful Faith.
Faith: It was ok, a little flat at the beginning.
Izzy: No, it was amazing your voice was…you took my breath away.
Faith: Really?
Izzy: Yes, really Faith. When I was listening to you, damn it I’m trying to think of word to explain to you how you made me feel but I can’t.
Faith: Making you speechless must have been a good performance.
Izzy: More than you’ll know Faith. I’ve had a wonderful time getting to know you and I’m always learning something new, something I would never have guessed. Your just amazing
Faith: You’re the only one.
Izzy: Jesus Faith if you could see what I do when I look at you, you’d be so damn…
Faith: So damn what?
Izzy: I…
Faith: What?
Izzy looked up from the spot of the floor that she had been starring at, she licked her lips subconsciously and moved towards Faith until her lips were pressed against the other girls. When Izzy felt that Faith wasn’t pulling away she pressed her body into the brunettes. What Faith didn’t see was Buffy standing yards behind her eyes fixated on the pair kissing, and in the shadows to her right stood Angel but he turned quickly and left. Buffy did the same but not before she felt tears sting her eyes. Faith pulled back as though something had washed over her and she knew what she was doing.
Faith: Izzy…
Izzy: No Faith don’t please, spare me.
Faith: But I never meant to, I don’t want to lead you on.
Izzy: What a good job your doing.
Faith: It’s just I’m already.
Izzy: Your already what?
Faith: I love someone.
Izzy: Who?
Faith: It doesn’t matter but I don’t want to hurt you.
Izzy: Too late.
Faith: I’m sorry.
The taller brunette smiled as she left Izzy sitting there by herself. She watched Faith leave before throwing her arms in the air and then doing her little happy dance. She spun around in a circle and when she stopped she had turned back into the creepy Laymon demon.
Bryson: It’s my birthday…I’m gonna party like it’s my birthday! Oh the master is gonna be so happy.
*****
Faith sighed as she reached the top of the stairs which lead to the door of her flat. She wasn’t sure what she had done before, but she knew it wasn’t good. Now she just wanted to go home and spend the night telling her Nan about her performance. In Faith’s right hand she carried the trophy she still wasn’t sure how she had actually won. The brunette pulled her keys out of her back pocket and pushed the keys into the lock but the door swung open without being unlocked. Faith felt her heart sink. She tried to turn on the light switch but nothing happened. She looked around the apartment and when her eyes adjusted she saw it on the wall. Soon. And knew what it was written in. Blood. And that’s when Faith spotted the limp hand on the floor she ran to the lifeless body of Abigail, the elderly woman’s body was covered in blood. Faith felt for a pulse there wasn’t one, she pulled her grandmother to her chest and began to sob uncontrollable.
Faith: No…please no…you can’t leave me here…please…NO!
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Don't know when the next update will be i'm having major writers block!!!!
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