Mourning My Loss:Completed!
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Tara/Willow
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
3,819
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Mourning My Loss: Chapter 4
I just want to thank everyone for their kind reviews. It's great to know someone's reading my fic. So without further delay, here's chapter 4.
Mourning My Loss
By: Oracle Of Magic
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the BTVS characters, they are the property of Joss Whedon, and Mutant Enemy productions. No copyright infringement is intended. I am writing this story purely for enjoyment.
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Part 4
I wake up the next morning with a crick in my back. I slowly lift my head. I slept in my computer chair again. Not that it really matters, at least I got some sleep. And besides, I have a hard time sleeping in the bed, that was where Tara and I used to snuggle. It feels so empty without her.
I feel so empty without her. I look around the room again, blinking back yet more tears. I didn’t know the human body could produce so many tears. But then, I didn’t know the universe could produce someone as perfect and loving as Tara. I guess we all learn too late.
I stand up, trying to stretch out all my sore muscles, it doesn’t work. It never does, but I always have to try. I walk to the bathroom and strip off my clothes, climbing into the shower.
I go about showering mechanically, wash hair, shave legs, rinse off. I don’t care how I look anymore, but this is my routine. One of the very few things keeping me together at all.
I climb out of the shower and grab a towel and start wrapping it around myself. A wave of dizziness washes over me and I grab the counter to keep from falling. My other hand goes to my stomach. No, not now, why now? I’m gonna be sick again.
I collapse to my knees and start to vomit. It’s worse than the day before, my muscles still hurt from yesterday. Each heave of my stomach feels like it’s tearing it to pieces. My throat is still raw, and burning, God how it burns.
Finally, I’m done, for now. I just sit there, trying to regain my composure. Right now Tara would be holding me, placing a cool cloth on my forehead, telling me it would be ok. That’s when the tears start, again.
I don’t know how long I stay there, seems like forever and a few minutes at the same time. I finally walk out to my room and change clothes, yet again. I’m starting to wonder why I even bother changing in the morning. I sit and rest for a while, my tears continuing. Finally I wipe my tears away and go down to get breakfast.
I see everyone there, they’re all so concerned, they want to help. They try to comfort me, but there’s nothing they can do. I do love them though, they keep trying. The lighthearted chit chat I know is meant well, but it only causes my head to ache.
I finish breakfast quickly and go upstairs and lock the door. I start crying, but I hardly notice. I sit down on my bed and pull my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I want to disappear, I want the pain to end, I want Tara back.
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tbc...
So, whatcha think? Good or bad, I want to know what you all think. All comments, and or questions are welcome.
Blessed Be,
Sarah
Mourning My Loss
By: Oracle Of Magic
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the BTVS characters, they are the property of Joss Whedon, and Mutant Enemy productions. No copyright infringement is intended. I am writing this story purely for enjoyment.
*****
Part 4
I wake up the next morning with a crick in my back. I slowly lift my head. I slept in my computer chair again. Not that it really matters, at least I got some sleep. And besides, I have a hard time sleeping in the bed, that was where Tara and I used to snuggle. It feels so empty without her.
I feel so empty without her. I look around the room again, blinking back yet more tears. I didn’t know the human body could produce so many tears. But then, I didn’t know the universe could produce someone as perfect and loving as Tara. I guess we all learn too late.
I stand up, trying to stretch out all my sore muscles, it doesn’t work. It never does, but I always have to try. I walk to the bathroom and strip off my clothes, climbing into the shower.
I go about showering mechanically, wash hair, shave legs, rinse off. I don’t care how I look anymore, but this is my routine. One of the very few things keeping me together at all.
I climb out of the shower and grab a towel and start wrapping it around myself. A wave of dizziness washes over me and I grab the counter to keep from falling. My other hand goes to my stomach. No, not now, why now? I’m gonna be sick again.
I collapse to my knees and start to vomit. It’s worse than the day before, my muscles still hurt from yesterday. Each heave of my stomach feels like it’s tearing it to pieces. My throat is still raw, and burning, God how it burns.
Finally, I’m done, for now. I just sit there, trying to regain my composure. Right now Tara would be holding me, placing a cool cloth on my forehead, telling me it would be ok. That’s when the tears start, again.
I don’t know how long I stay there, seems like forever and a few minutes at the same time. I finally walk out to my room and change clothes, yet again. I’m starting to wonder why I even bother changing in the morning. I sit and rest for a while, my tears continuing. Finally I wipe my tears away and go down to get breakfast.
I see everyone there, they’re all so concerned, they want to help. They try to comfort me, but there’s nothing they can do. I do love them though, they keep trying. The lighthearted chit chat I know is meant well, but it only causes my head to ache.
I finish breakfast quickly and go upstairs and lock the door. I start crying, but I hardly notice. I sit down on my bed and pull my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I want to disappear, I want the pain to end, I want Tara back.
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tbc...
So, whatcha think? Good or bad, I want to know what you all think. All comments, and or questions are welcome.
Blessed Be,
Sarah