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| Buffy Summers |
| "You came back wrong." |
| It's funny how the people you once loved and hated can become interchangeable. Once upon a time I loathed that cheerleader. My boy staked me in the back for that girl, a cheerleader, The Slayer! Now I can't seem to hate her. Spike is in love with her (rolling my eyes here), he told her she came back wrong. How cruel it is to tell someone that, he didn't realize when he told me. So she and I have something in common, besides Angel. |
| It's ironic that now she and I no longer even consider him in such high regard. Sometimes I wonder if she wonders whether he ever really loved her? She's the me he couldn't have, and he abandoned her, just as he's done to me so many times. She's the me he treated better, physically anyway. Not so sure about the emotional part of it all. You can bet he never tossed her around and f**ked her when he wanted because he knew she wouldn't let him. Of course, she can't screw him without snatching that soul away from him, and I couldn't do that. That was then, though; the real question is if she could still do it now? |
| She came back wrong. Torn out of heaven, isn't that cruel? I thought I was torn from hell, a hell where Angel loved me and teased me that he didn't, but now I know I was in no hell, only a hell I made up in my head. I just stopped, but like her I wish sometimes I could go back, even if I made it all up. Except this time Lindsey would be in my made-up hell or maybe it would be my own heaven. I came back wrong. She didn't ask to come back, neither did I, but we came back wrong. It's funny how this big ole crazy world works. And tragic. |
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