Title: AU story: Holding strong
Summary: Uhhhh, well it's a take of SEEING RED but ends differently and I just go on my own from there. Bare with me, it's my 1st story.
Rating: it varies from chapter to chapter. This one is a basic PG I beleive.
Angst level: A bit much here
Disclaimer: Not my characters, not trying to make money so don't sue pwease!
P.S. I hope I did this right
Chapter one
        I hear it all. All around me. But only for a split second in time. The seconds that tick away, although they feel like hours are the most important in my life. I see the glass shatter and fall to the floor, her body, her beautiful body jolt forward. In the back of my mind I see something fly past my head but I don’t turn to see it. All I can see is her, standing in front of me with a look on her face of a mixture of surprise and worry not for herself, but for me.
        And then I see it. The red spot multiplies in size and begins to over take her shirt. Right about her heart. My heart. Because he owns my heart.
“Your shirt…..” I hear her say in her sweet, melodic voice.
Before I realize what is happening, she falls. Her knees buckle under the weight of her body. I ran forward to catch her. My arms wrap around her curvy body and bring her the rest of the way down. Her head is cradled in my lap and I run my fingers throw her hair.
“Willow, oh goddess Willow help me”, she pleads. Her breath is being drawn in by short ragged gasps. I haven’t even realized I am crying util I see my tears mingle with hers. Her tears of pain, mine of grief and fury.
“BUFFY!!” I scream as loud as my voice will go. Over and over I scream but no one comes. I see it in her eyes, those deep baby blues that I have looked into for years that the pain is lessening. I feel her slipping away from me…………No, no I won’t let her go.
I place her head on the floor, despite her whimper and head to the phone. As I am dialing 911, I feel like I have left my heart bleeding on the floor.
I tell the operator what has happened and she sends an ambulance over. I can’t be away from her any longer. I go back to her, back to where I belong.
“Hold on Baby, help is coming. Just be strong sweetie. I love you, just stay with me” I want to reassure her but I can hear myself, I am begging. I need her to stay with me. I need her with me. I only just got her back.
“Willow*coughs* Willow, I love you. I love you so much. Don’t ever forget that”
“Tara no, no your not dieing. I wont let you. You have to be here with me so we can grow old together. It’ll be just you and me. And we’ll be so happy”
“But it hurts Willow, it hurts so bad”
“I know baby, I know. But I’m here. Don’t worry, I’m taking care of you”
“HELLO????” The paramedic bellows up from the foyer of the Summers home.
“Up here! Oh goddess we are up here!!” I scream followed by the pounding of boot on the steps up.
“In here” I hear one of them of them call to the other. “Move aside please, we need to work”
I look on as they take care of her, my everything. I go into a sort of catatonic state, thinking back to the past few days of our happiness and joy of reuniting. Days and nights filled with love and care after so many months of depravasion of each other’s love and touch. Now shattered by a single piece of metal.
TBC………a
and well let's not go in there! NO BAD THOUGHTS!
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in the beginning, but these last two updates rock!
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