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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Mar 14, 2008 9:04:16 GMT 1
The night was silent. No birds chirrping or owls howling. It made Willow shiver. But she wasnt sure what she was shivering with. Fear or sadness. Since what Thorn did Willow had been scared to face Micky. She missed her so much and it hrut her that she hadnt seen her in so long. It was like a part of her was missing now. Willow was seated on their bed, her legs crossed and her hands on her knees. But lately it had just been her bed. Micky hadnt come home in awhile and that scared her. Willow didnt know where she was or if she was okay.
Willows neck was still stiched and her hair was pulled back into a pony tail, her long hair falling down her back. Her body was in her pjs and she took in a deep breath. She wanted Micky to come home. She needed her to come home.
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Post by Micky Havens on Mar 16, 2008 6:55:32 GMT 1
Micky had to go home now, even though she was avoiding it. There wasn’t much of a choice because she needed to get cleaned up and change of clothes. Since the night when Micky found Thorn with Willow, she only went home when necessary. And on each of those occasions, she made sure that Willow wasn’t there before going inside. She couldn’t face Willow.
She had just gotten out of the hospital, an experience that was pretty hard to describe. It was incredibly awkward, especially since Thorn had been there. Besides, it was hard to come up with an excuse for the doctors to explain the wound in her neck. They don’t believe in vampires, so she had to think of something. But now she was out, so it didn’t matter all too much. She still had the bandage over her neck, which would definitely be questioned the next time she saw Zy. How was she supposed to explain this one to her?
Walking up to her house, she opened the front door. Hopefully Willow wasn’t here, she couldn’t tell from the outside, and right now she was too tired to go up to the window and check it out. She wasn’t really thinking though, perhaps she would have taken the time to check if she did. Slowly she closed the door behind her, hoping not to be heard even if Willow was home. She walked up the stairs, heading towards her room. Maybe Willow was sleeping, maybe she wasn’t here, or the worst possibility, maybe she was here. She supposed she would find out soon.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Mar 16, 2008 7:43:07 GMT 1
Willow was thinking, her mind was very alert and she could hear the door downstairs click open then shut. Her heart jumped in her throut as she opened her eyes and glared at the door. Was it Micky? Or someone else? Willow could sense the person now as they made their way to the bedroom door. It was Micky. Willow had to see her. She hadnt slept in days, she needed to see her. She loved her so much and she wanted to tell her she was sorry.
Sorry for everything she had done. She never ment to hurt Micky. But she did and for that she was so sorry. Willow still sat there, waiting for Micky to enter the room.
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Post by Micky Havens on Mar 17, 2008 2:07:15 GMT 1
((i have a thread for haven if you're interested here))
Micky walked up the stairs, anticipation rushing over her. She should just turn around, come back later when she was sure that Willow wasn’t home. But she had to do this sooner or later, she had to face Willow eventually. Besides, if Willow was home, she would already know that Micky had stepped inside. Stopping by the bedroom door, Micky took a breath. She was so scared of what to do, what to say.
Slowly, Micky pushed the door open and stepped inside. She saw Willow, sitting on the bed, and she couldn’t move. “Will…” she whispered, her voice almost inaudible. She waited for what Willow would say, for what she would do.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Mar 17, 2008 5:15:35 GMT 1
((i joined the other thread..))
When Micky opened the door Willows heart and breath caught in her throut. It was her, she was finally here and it made Willow so happy. Happy that she knew Micky was safe and hadnt gotten herself into any serious trouble. But also Willow felt sad and guilty. She could tell that Micky was just here to get her clothes and hadnt expected her here and guilty because it was all her fault that things were tense between them. But she couldnt loose Micky.
"Micky...baby.." Willow whispered as she slowly got off of the bed, scared that if she moved too fast she would scared Micky away. Willow slowly walked almost creeped over to Micky and she looked into her eyes, waiting for a reply. Her hand went to brush her girlfriends arm but it stopped mid way and went back to her side.
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Post by Micky Havens on Mar 17, 2008 21:23:58 GMT 1
Micky stood still as Willow approached her, unable to move. She looked down however, unable to meet her lover’s eyes. In the instant that she would look at Willow’s eyes, she would break completely and not be able to recover. But Micky could not allow that to happen. She had to remain somewhat strong. Shaking her head, Micky turned her head back up, but still would not meet Willow’s gaze.
“Listen Will, I’m just here to grab some stuff and then I’m gone.”
But Micky couldn’t be as strong as she wanted to be. Her voice cracked, quivering slightly. Tears formed behind her eyes, but she blinked them back, preventing them from falling. When she had looked back up before speaking, her hair fell back behind her shoulders, revealing the bandage covering her neck. She would brush her hair forward, but she was sure that Willow already noticed. [/size]
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Post by Haven Rose on Mar 17, 2008 21:50:09 GMT 1
Willow felt her heart break. This was all her fault and for that she would have to feel the pain. Willow shook her head. "No please dont leave me...Im sorry, I messed up..Its all my fault...please baby..." Willow whispered as she stopped and her eyes wander down to Micky's neck as her girlfriend tossed her hair behind her shoulders. She wandered back up into Micky's eyes. Micky had gotten hurt and that made Willow feel worse.
"Your hurt.." Willow said quietly as she reached her hand up to stroke Micky's upper arm. Her fingers touch her girlfriends arm and she could feel the tears start to well up in her eyes. Just touching her like this made Willow miss her more.
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Post by Micky Havens on Mar 18, 2008 23:13:42 GMT 1
Micky raised her hand up to the bandage on her neck, and as a result brushing Willow’s fingers off of her arm. She gripped onto the bandage, covering it with her palm. “It didn’t hurt you when you did it,” she said, her voice cold. Willow had gone to Thorn for exactly this, to get bitten. No, Micky didn’t go to a vampire and ask to get bitten, she just lost in a battle.
She didn’t know what to do. Part of her wanted to leave Willow, but the other part knew that she never really could. She could never get Willow out of her head and her heart, and sooner or later, she would end up coming back. She would always come back. [/size]
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Mar 30, 2008 1:12:25 GMT 1
Willow heard Micky's words as she looked down at the floor below her, some loose strands of hair that had fallen out of her ponytail fell over her face. "Micky..I said Im sorry..I truely am..I love you with all my heart and I never ment to get myself and you into this..I'm sorry.." Willow said, her voice soft and shaky. Her head looked up and looked Micky in the eyes. If she lost Micky she didnt know what she would do.
She couldnt believe how stupid she was to go to Thorn instead of Micky when she was feeling alittle upset. She couldnt beileve she had done it. Willow hadnt been feeling well ever since Micky had stopped coming home. She was making herself sick with worry about if how Micky could be dead and Willow didnt tell her she was sorry. She just needed Micky back in her arms again.
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Post by Micky Havens on Mar 30, 2008 23:43:15 GMT 1
The sadness in Micky’s voice turned to slight anger. “Maybe you didn’t mean to, but you did. I told you that I was here for you. Why couldn’t just see it? Why couldn’t you just let me help you?” And that anger turned into pleas. She wanted to understand what had been running through Willow’s head. “I…I don’t know if I can stay,” she continued after another pause. She didn’t know if she could still be here for Willow anymore after what had happened, despite how much she wanted to.
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