Nobody's Home

Authors Notes: This is a slight experimental piece on my part since I normally only write PWP, it goes on a bit and I apologise for that but I would love some feedback on it throughout. The name came from the fact I had Avril Lavigne's Nobody's Home on repeat for the most part of writing it. Thanks for reading :D

Disclaimer: I'm just lending Joss' charactors for my own fun, don't hurt me.

A phone rings; Giles moves over and answers the phone.
“Buffy?” Giles waves the handset at her. She moves over and takes it off him.
“Hello” She answers “What sort of an emergency?” Xander and Willow look at each other worried.
“No, I haven’t” Buffy continues “Thank you, I will let you know” The group stare anxiously at Buffy.
“What’s wrong?” Giles begins. Buffy looks shocked and stares into space.
“It’s Faith…She’s awake” she says finally.

I stand at the window of the house next door to Buffy’s, I watch the good old Scooby gang worry about my sudden return. What are they going to do this time? Kill me…again…they already tried that and failed miserably they just don’t get it. I’m better than them, and I will show them. They all pack up their things; they’re going out to look for me, Ha! I couldn’t be closer, right under their noses.

I hit the streets; I need to breathe the fresh air, being cooped up in a hospital bed for 8 months has done nothing for me. I watch from darkened doorways the world goes past, I make a move towards the abandoned house near Buffy’s when I feel something behind me without a second thought I elbow a vamp in the face.
“Want to try something?” I ask him with him in a headlock.
“Mayor Wilkins sent me” he pleads. I don’t care for a second, I stake him with the handle of his own knife. I check his jacket and find a package addressed to me. I walk across the street and break into the video store, I open the package and place the video in the player and put the rest aside. It’s the Mayor; my old boss, surrogate father. He’s gone; dead, I’m on my own again but whatever I’m used to it. It seems Miss Slash Happy Buffy killed him. She has more coming to her than she’ll ever know.

I head back to the house to watch and wait, I’m plotting my next move, she’s the big girl on campus now I think tomorrow I’ll head there, see how B’s keeping herself…and her new boyfriend.

The daylight is a welcome change, it hurts a little but what can you do? I stand waiting by the notice board with my back turned on the crowds. I hear her approaching with Willow.
“If I was her I would get my ass out of town” Buffy laughs to Willow. I make my move and turn slowly with my hands clasped together.
“You’re not me” I tell her defiantly.
“Hello Faith, we’ve been looking for you” She tells me.
“I’ve been lying down for 8 months, how hard have you been looking?!” I say in a mocking tone.
I tell her about my thoughts and how she half killed me for a guy she isn’t even seeing any more. She tells me I shouldn’t talk about things I don’t even know about. I can’t take her dictating to me, I smack her across the face which dives us into a brawl. We stop enough for me to notice the police are hovering; I run across the field and jump over a wall. She tries to follow me but I hide, I’m not ready for her yet, I’ll come back when it’s time.

I stand in the house next door; she’s in her kitchen…alone. Should I make my move now? I tiptoe into the back yard to get a clearer view of her. She’s making a sandwich; the only sandwich she’ll be getting is her between me and a wall. I stand outside her house, her kitchen door as I remember it. She moves into her hallway, I try the door, it’s unlocked so I creep inside so as to not alert of her of my presence. I sit down on a stool and look towards the door, waiting for her return. I hear her footsteps getting nearer; she opens the kitchen door…

“Hey B” I smile at her, her eyes open widely in shock.
“Faith…What are you doing here?” She stutters and moves cautiously around the kitchen island not breaking eye contact.
“Can’t a girl come see her friend sometime?” I say toying with the knife stack.
“What do you want?” She watches me playing with the knives, no doubt fearing for her life.
“I don’t want to hurt you B” I try to reel her in “…much” I grin, she trembles slightly. I move towards her and smile as she backs away far enough to hit the wall behind her.
“Faith, stop…” She has every power in the world to stop me, but she doesn’t she cowers like a little child, I tilt my head in confusion, I place my hand on her cheek and stroke it gently. She moves her head away.
“No…” She whispers, I lick her cheek, I want to taste her fear, she moves slightly in an attempt to run away.
“Hey B! We’re just playing” I grab her arm and pin her against the wall. She’s too quick for me and smacks me across the face sending me across the room. I stand up and rub my pained cheek I look at her and pout, she stands ready for my next move I dive across the kitchen and push her to the ground, I pin her down with her hands by her head and straddle her.

I push her hands together and pin her down with one hand and use the other to take the handcuffs out of my jeans.
“Thought a little bondage would do the trick” I tell her clasping her wrists together, she looks at me confused and frightened, I kiss her gently on the lips. I move my hand down and undo her jeans; she squirms beneath me telling me to stop. I place one hand over her mouth to silence her, shushing her by kissing her forehead, I move my other hand back down and slide my hand into her soft knickers, she’s not moist she’s scared I don’t expect her to be. I rub her clit roughly making her cry out from underneath my hand, I’m rubbing all my fingers against her I slide down and thrust violently inside her, her muffled screams penetrate my ears. I move my fingers in and out of her rapidly, I’m unsure of what I’m aiming for, I don’t expect her to cum.

I grow weak as I continue to force my fingers into her, I harshly rub her clit more, I can feel it becoming tender and bruised, she cries in front of me feebly begging me to stop. I remove my hand from her pants and stare at her; I wipe the tears from her face she cowers from my hand.
“I won’t hurt you B” I tell her softly, she strains to speak; I lift my hand off her mouth to let her speak.
“You’re fucking crazy Faith!” she shouts before I put my hand forcedly back on her mouth.
“Now now, I’m not crazy….just a little revengeful” I sigh stroking her face some more.

I sit on top of her and before giving her a chance I slam her head off the hard wood of the kitchen floor knocking her unconscious. I unlock her handcuffs and leave her lying there, I stand at her feet, I kick slightly her to validate she’s not awake, I look down at her and take in her beauty, she looks so frail, misleading somewhat.

I walk towards the door; I gently open it and take one last look at the weakness lying in front of me. I walk out the door and close it behind me. I’m not a strong person, a tear rolls down my cheek; I wipe it away hastily and walk into Sunnydale. I don’t care about what I did, she had it coming.