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We've eaten dinner, which B helped cook, Aunt Dee was impressed. She was thinkin' I'd have some pretty chick who couldn't cook or
drive. Heh.
I don't dare tell her she was accurate up until about two years ago.
After dinner, Aunt Dee gave the baby a bath and dressed him in his pj's, then Leah asked me and Buffy
to come down with her and Kara to their basement apartment while they put him
down for sleep. It's a pretty sweet apartment, it has
a kitchen, a bathroom and a living room area, with two bedrooms. The baby
sleeps in their room right now though, in his crib.
This used to be my grandfather's rec room and bar
area. It was pretty sweet then too, I always used to
pretend to be mixin' drinks when I made my
milkshakes.
We used to have my birthday parties down here, when my mom wasn't fightin' with my grandparents and would let me come around
them. I played a lot down here, too. They had an old Nintendo system, and when
I wasn't outside havin' fun, I would come down here
and play video games with my Aunt and Uncles, if they were around.
Good times, yes they were few and far between, �specially
when my ma was hopped up on whatever shit she could find and paranoid that my
grandparents were workin' with the FBI. Poor ma, she
was one fucked up girl. I gotta try my hardest not to
get that way.
Me and B sit on the couch while Leah and Kara are puttin' the baby down, I can hear Leah singin'
to him. That's pretty sweet. She was always goin'
around singin' somethin'
when she was a kid. Mainly Madonna, but she liked Mariah Carey and Whitney
Huston and stuff. She also was influenced by my Uncles and her Ma so she was listenin' to the Beatles and Bowie, and the Clash.
I introduced her to Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Mudhoney,
the Pixies and a lot of rap, so she's got a good balance of stuff.
She's the one who introduced us all to classical
and opera. Yeah, I fuckin' said opera, so go fuck
off. Well, it was actually Gee Gee and Pops that
played it for her, but she was the only one of us who didn't run screamin' when we heard it. We were a bunch of fuckers. So
anyway, she got me hooked.
B's sittin' on the opposite end of the couch, I
think since we've been alone together she's had time to think about what a
bitch I was last night. She's kinda fidgety and
doesn't know what to do with her hands or legs. Like she
can't keep �em still.
I sit here like a mute �cause I don't wanna piss
her off and say the wrong thing.
The girls come out of the bedroom and Kara goes to sit at the little kitchen
table. Leah puts a little coffee pot on the stove.
"Want some espresso?"
"Yeah, damn, I haven't had that in a while. You got any Sambuca?" I joke.
"Fuck yeah."
"Leah!" Kara scolds her.
"I mean, uhhhh no, no I don't. Why, Faith,
you know I'm only 18 and shouldn't have any alcohol."
"Shit, Lee. Gee Gee's been givin' us Winos
since we were a little bit older than Joey in there." A wino is a glass of
sprite with wine in it. I'm not sure who named it wino, but we've been callin' it that since before I can remember.
"Get out," She laughs. "It's only been since we turned 11 or
12."
"Point is, a little Sambuca in the espresso ain't gonna kill ya, or make ya drunk,
right?"
Buffy narrows her gaze at me.
"But, uhhhh yeah, fuck, you're too young for
all that. Just some lemon peel and sugar should do it."
"None for me, thanks." B says, yeah,
she's about to jump out of her skin, don't need her drinkin'
espresso.
"We have some sleepy time tea if you'd like?" Kara says. I get a
chill. Damned if she just didn't remind me of Tara.
Kara, Tara. Nah, whatever. I'm nuts.
"Yes, that would be wonderful, thanks."
"So..." Leah starts.
"Yeah, �so', so what's with the copyin'
me and bein' a lesbian and all?"
"I'm not copying you! I didn't even know you were into women!!" I
know just how to push this girl's buttons. "Besides, the last time you
were here you were goin' out with that stupid
drummer."
"Yeah, Kenny, such a loser."
"How did you and Kara meet?" Buffy asks. She's always into findin' out about the romance.
"In high school. She just moved here Freshman year. We hated each other for the first year or
so." They look at each other and laugh.
"Sexual tension's a bitch, huh?" I wiggle the brows and they all
laugh.
The coffee and tea are done and we sit sippin' it
and eatin' some of the killer cookie's they put out.
Aunt Dee must have gotten these from that Italian bakery that Uncle Jimmy's dad
and uncle own. Gennaro's. It's fuckin' off the chain
dude!!
People come from all over the place for their cannoli's
and stuff. Only place I can get anything close to their stuff is a place in
Union, NJ. Somethin' D'Oro. Giles peeped
me to that. Dunno how he knew about it, but I guess
that's why he gets paid the big bucks.
Anyway, so Leah and Kara sit holdin' each other's
hands. In contrast me and B are sittin'
as far as we can get away from each other. It's like if I even put a foot near
her she moves hers away.
Fuck, I am so in for it later. I wonder if I should kinda discreetly ask if I can stay down here in the other
room. I wonder why my Aunt didn't suggest that in the first place. She's makin' the other girls double up. Or I thought that's what
she said.
"So, that other room there, it's got a bed?"
Buffy looks at me like I just told them she's a whore.
"No, it's got all Kara's boxes and stuff in it. Her parents threw her
out last year."
"Oh, that sucks."
"Yeah, ma said she could live here and then dad made this apartment for
us."
"That's pretty cool. This is a sweet crib." They say thanks.
"Not that I wanna pry or nothin'
Leah, and you can tell me if I've over stepped my boundaries..."
"This is about Joey, huh?"
"If you want me to leave while you talk about this, I can go get ready
for bed?" B says.
Shit, I hope Leah says no.
"No, please stay, I'd like to tell you both."
"Go ahead. Shoot." I'm relieved �cause
B's relaxin' in her chair again. Or
her twitchy version of relaxin' anyway.
"Well, I got this fucked up idea that I was missin'
out on something, �cause I was with women since I was
young."
"Fuckin' A, Leah.
You're 18, how many women were you with?" I ask kinda
shocked.
"Are you serious?" She looks at me all bratty. "Do you want me
to ask you how many men you were with before you were 18."
I shut the fuck up and B glares at me.
"Go on." I mutter.
"Thanks," She continues. "So, anyway.
Me and Kara had a fight like two days before, I mean a
huge blow out. She took most of her clothes and left."
"She go back to her parents?"
"I didn't know at the time, but Gee Gee told
Uncle John and she went and stayed with him."
"That's good, least she didn't have to go on the street."
"Your grandmother's one hell of a woman."
Kara says to me and I nod, B and Leah quickly agree.
"So, Kara left, and what? You wanted to try what it was like?"
"Yeah, there..." She stops and Kara squeezes her hands.
"There was this party and this boy, he was popular."
I shake my head. "And he said two words to you and you slept with
him."
She doesn't say anything.
"What the fuck, Leah?!"
"Shhh, Faith."
I lower my voice. "I'm sorry, a little break
up like that shouldn't �cause you to do reckless things like that."
"It wasn't a little break up, you weren't here!" Leah raises her
voice and Kara shhh's her. "Sorry, you weren't
here, you don't get to judge."
"Well, whatever, but you shouldn't be reckless like that over a
disappointment." Am I dumb or what? I almost chucked myself off a buildin' �cause B said I was nothin'. But that's different.
"I know, but, now I have a wonderful baby, and we're stronger than
ever."
"Well, you're lucky. You've got a carin'
family and a great girl." I smile at Kara and she smiles back. "So you goin' to Yale still?"
"Yeah, next year. We're gonna
go together, Joey'll have to stay here, but we'll
come back on weekends and breaks."
"That's gonna be freakin'
hard, Lee."
"Don't I know it. But, I gotta
go to school, Faith. We've gotta make a good life for
ourselves. Can't always rely on Gee Gee's good heart for stuff, ya know?"
"Yeah, I know."
I wonder if there's anything I can do to help her, kinda
pull strings so she can bring Joey, but no, she'd get no studyin'
done. Maybe this is the best way. We'll see. I'm gonna
make sure she's not fuckin' up, though.
Just hafta steer her the opposite way from
anything I did.
"Kara's comin' with me, we both got into
Yale."
"Congratulations!" Buffy who's been pretty quite,
says. "Do you know if you'll have the same dorm?"
"Probably not, but Sophomore year we can
pick."
"That's cool."
I can see Kara's rubbin' Leah's leg,
tell tale sign of wantin' some lovin'
and really quick. I fake a yawn.
"Man, that was a long ride. Haven't taken a
trip like that in a while."
"Tough one?"
"The toughest." I pout at B and she
doesn't even crack a smile. Fuck, she's still really pissed at me.
"Ok, well, I'm gonna go get ready for bed.
You guys have fun. I'll go say goodnight to Aunt Dee and all them."
Buffy doesn't get up right away, I wonder what
she's thinkin'.
I go say goodnight to my Aunt and Uncle and B comes up from the basement.
She's lookin' less pissed but she's still not makin' eye contact with me.
"Buffy, thanks for helpin' me with dinner, you're a wonder in the kitchen."
"Thanks."
I was gonna say that I taught her all she knows,
but I'm feelin' like a huge asshole so I don't.
"You think Gee Gee's still up?"
"Nah, she took a pill for the headaches she gets."
Damn, I should have said goodnight, but I guess I kinda
did when we went downstairs, I hope she's not pissed at me.
"Thanks for everything, Aunt Dee." Buffy says. I guess Dee told
her to call her that, sounds like something she would do.
"You're welcome, and we'll see you tomorrow. Faith's makin' breakfast." She wiggles her brows at me.
"Ok, I'll do my special."
Their faces light up �cause they all know what my special is. Eggs, bacon
cut thick, good sausages (not those frozen links), smashed potatoes, and
saut�ed tomatoes. Yeah, I said smashed potatoes, �cause they're not mashed, but
I bake �em, or microwave �em
then I do kinda smash �em
up and put butter and salt on �em. They really go
good with the tomatoes.
Damn, I'll have to get up early to make sure we have enough stuff. How am I gonna do that with no sleep �cause I've spent the night on
the fuckin' floor?
I don't wanna ask my Aunt to sleep anywhere else,
like the couch, �cause I don't wanna call attention
to our problems. We finish our goodnights and I follow, B upstairs.
Our stuff's in the room, Uncle Jimmy had brought our bags up before we had
dinner.
B uses the bathroom and then I do, she's in bed when I get back in the room.
Damn, it's a small bed, bigger than a single, I guess
it's a twin. Fuck, how'd they expect us to sleep here?
I guess if we weren't fightin' it would have been fuckin' sweet. And I do mean �fuckin'.
Not that we would have been loud or nothin'
because that's fuckin' disrespectful, too. But a fuck
when you're tryin' to be quiet is a really hot fuck.
And damn, now I'm horny, and I just remembered B's on her period and would
rather see me dead. I pout.
I can make out a poster on the wall, shit, that's where my ma's Madonna
poster went. It's the same one that was in a scene of Silence of the Lambs.
Madonna's hair was all long and curly and teased up. When I watch that movie
and see that poster my heart starts speedin' up, �cause it reminds me of my ma.
I wonder if I should ask for a sleepin' bag. I see
Buffy tossin' and turnin' tryin' to get comfortable. I get my pillow off the bed and
she grabs my arm.
"What are you doing?"
"I was gonna maybe sleep on the floor?"
She gets up and points to the side near the wall. "There's room."
Yeah, I see all that fuckin' room.
Shit, this is gonna suck. But I'm not a pussy, I
can take it. I try not to sigh and get in the bed, B
turns her back on me as I lay on my back lookin' at
the ceiling.
I put my hands behind my head and try to imagine that I'm 12 again, and my
ma's still alive. I breathe in and the smell's kinda
the same, only I can smell Buffy now, too, and my heart feels full.
Shit, I'm such an asshole. She was awesome today, playin'
with the baby, and entertainin' my younger cousins,
she even joked around with my Uncle Jimmy, who thinks he's a comedian. Everyone
loved her, like always. And of course she helped my Aunt cook that awesome
dinner.
I wonder what she talked to Gee Gee about though.
B was kinda sad when she came back downstairs after
their talk. I try not to think about it �cause it'll
drive me nuts.
Every time my leg touches B, she tenses up. Fuck, if she hates me why did
she let me sleep in the bed with her?
I roll over towards her and scoot myself back more until my I can feel my
ass hit the wall. I can see she's still fidgety.
God damn, she must still be horny. Or just about to punch
my face in.
I want to comfort her, because I was the one who fucked up and I don't need
her to be sufferin' for my stupidity.
Time to pay the piper.
She doesn't shrug my hand off when I reach out and put it on her arm. She sighs a relieved sigh. At least I hope it's a relieved one,
but I'm pretty sure I can tell when it's relieved and when it's annoyed.
I let my arm drape over her and she scoots back into me.
"I'm so sorry, B. I didn't mean to do any of that to you last
night."
"I know you are. I know. I was just so stunned, Faith. At first I
thought you were joking but then I heard you snoring and I couldn't wake you
up."
"Well, I was jokin' and like I said,
I guess I didn't realize how much I had drank and how exhausted I was, because
the next thing I knew I woke up to a slammin'
door."
"God, I was soooooo pissed off at you this
morning. I had a note that I wrote, but at the last second I tore it up. I
didn't want to be that much of a bitch. Plus, I know how sometimes if I lash
out at you it makes you feel backed into a corner and that's never good."
"I'm glad you know what I need, B. I'm thinkin'
I need a kick in the head, like you said in the car."
"No, no violence. We both promised. During my class, I tried to find my
inner chi, but all I managed to do was break the door knob on the way out of
gym."
"Damn, I guess I'll pay Giles when we get back, smooth things
over."
"Good, I kinda told him to shove it up his
ass."
I laugh and she relaxes back into me more. I can feel her nipples brushin' on my arm through her nightie,
they're hard. I'm surprised she's not wearin' a freakin' sweat suit. Usually, she doesn't wear anything
sexy if she's not tryin' to have anything happen
between us.
But I guess she did it because we'd be sharin' a
smaller bed, and she doesn't wanna sweat like a pig.
I breathe in her shampoo and fuck, I wish I didn't just do that, instead of calmin' me, it's makin' me
hornier.
She's hangin' onto my arm and rubbin'
it lightly. Kinda like when she wants me to do somethin' for her.
I whisper my love and hope of forgiveness in her ear. She plays with my
fingers on the end of the arm that's draped over her.
She guides my hand to her breast and I hold my breath. Fuck,
that feels so good. I never thought I'd be doin'
this for at least another week, if ever.
Maybe this is her revenge, she's gonna get me all
worked up and then go to sleep. But I'm pretty sure she's not gonna sleep if she doesn't get any release, I just wonder
how that's gonna happen when she's all, �No, Faith,
not during my period.' and shit.
She lets out a tiny groan as my hand squeezes her breast, gentle but firm. I
lightly squeeze her nipple between my fingers. She gasps a bit and backs up
more into me, I'm back as far as I can go, so I push into her, grindin' against her ass, that's what she wants because she
draws in a shaky breath.
She whispers out, "Faith, that feels so good."
I'm so happy I could cry. I'm like a pregnant chick lately. I hope the doc
can help with me gettin' control of that. Anyway, I
decide to be a little bold and I run my hand down her body, liftin'
the bottom of the nightie. Her breathin'
increases as I brush my fingertips over her hip and then to her belly. I don't
brush too lightly or she'd be screamin' about the
tickles.
She doesn't say nothin' as my hand inches lower
towards her pubes, I nibble on her ear lobe as I keep creepin' lower. Mmmm, I wanna go down on her so, so bad, but I know this is
probably all she's gonna let me do. I guess I should kinda feel used, because she'll probably just sleep once
she gets off, but I deserve this. I guess this was the punishment she
was talkin' about, and besides, if this is punishment
then I can live with it.
She's not wearin' panties, she better have a
tampon on. I think some fucked up shit, yeah, no lie.
I decide not to tease, �cause while I love to tease sometimes, I really
would like to keep my arm, so I go straight for the clit, she's kinda moist down there. I wonder how that's possible. I
guess she's been really freakin' horny all day.
Time to make things right. I swirl my finger gently
around her clit, she groans and realizes that she could be real fuckin' loud in no time flat. She brings her hand up to her
mouth and muffles her groans.
I lick and nibble at the side of her neck. Mmmm,
her skin tastes so good. She turns her head around and captures my lips in a
hot kiss. God, I missed her kisses, so fuckin' much.
Our tongues duel with each other and she's moanin'
and sighin'. She holds my lips in place with her hand
on the back of my head.
I wish I could dip my finger down lower and go inside, but I'd be fightin' with the tampon, and that might ick her out.
Her hips are rockin' back and forth and I don't
think it's gonna take her long to find her release. I
take my mouth away and whisper hotly next to her ear.
"Shhh, you can't be loud when you come, baby.
You gotta be quiet." I know sayin'
that is gonna make it so much better for her, she
already feels naughty for doin' it in my Aunt's house
with family all sleepin' in the rooms around us, and
it's durin' her period which was usually totally off
limits. She probably feels like a real bad girl.
She tries to turn all the way around but I keep her in place, she gets the
upper part of her body turned slightly. Which is nice �cause
I can lower my head and nibble at her hard nipple. She puts the back of her
hand over her mouth to stifle the gasp.
Before she comes I lift my mouth to her ear again.
"Oh, god, baby, you look so nasty, all sexy in that nightie.
So hot and wantin' to come."
I whisper. "Do you wanna come, B?"
She nods her head.
"Yeah, �course ya do. When we get back home
I'm gonna fuck ya proper.
Suck that little pussy until you're beggin' me to
stop."
She lets out a strangled moan. I might have to have her bite on a pillow. Heh. Like she was doin' the other night with
the dong.
I also think about the night when I put her on the counter and wouldn't let
her get down, till she got off. Heh.
"Remember when I put you on the counter and ate you out,
sweetheart?" She nods again, she probably hardly knows anything I'm sayin' but it seems to be rampin' her up so I keep goin'. "You tasted sooooo
good! Mmmm, better than the dessert you brought home,
so creamy and hot, I wanted to eat you all night, girl. I love you so much,
Buffy. Come for me."
I push down on her clit and jerk it more forcefully. She's been gaspin' and moanin' in
desperation, I hope she's not so hot that she can't come or somethin'.
Finally, her body goes completely stiff and then convulses and shudders
violently. She's about to scream when I lift her slightly and get the arm that's been down between us and cup my hand over her
mouth. I shove my fingers in and she sucks like they're holdin'
the only water left on the planet.
She's thrashin' back against me and from side to
side. I hold on and wait for her spasms to subside. I take my fingers out of
her mouth.
"All better, baby?"
She whispers. "Oh, god, allllll
fuckin' kindsa better,
Faith. All better!" She says all breathy and relieved.
"Good," I place kisses on her collar bone and then gently push her
onto her back. "We're gonna do this one
slow."
I take off my panties and get on top of her.
She's still recoverin' a bit and she gasps out. "Wait, wait, Faith."
"What? You don't want more?"
"Oh, no, I mean, YES I want a whole lot more. But this bed creaks a
little. I don't think we can do that."
I get off of her and go to Ashleigh's closet and get the sleepin'
bag that I see on the top shelf. In two seconds I have it unrolled, unzipped
and on the floor, then I take the comforter, top sheet and pillows and put them
down on the floor, too. Next, I make sure the door is locked. Fuck, no lock on
the door, I guess that's what you have to do with a teenager these days. I
wedge the chair under the door.
Buffy looks at me with a smile. I pick her up from
the bed and lay her down on the makeshift bed on the floor.
"Mmmm, this might be fun,
we haven't fucked on the floor in a while." I get on top of her and reach
down to hold her pussy lips open as I get my clit in position.
"Oh, Faith, it's too good." Buffy whispers loudly as I find my
rhythm.
We spend twenty minutes grindin' against each
other until we can't take it any more. I pick up the
pace and finally we're bangin' into each other seekin' release, Buffy's got her hand over her mouth and
I've got almost her whole tit in my mouth to stop the noises.
I reach down between us and press my fingers on her clit and that's it,
she's comin' really hard. That sends my mind
somewhere else, and I can only hope I'm not shoutin'.
Damn, I love slow fucks that turn out fast and furious.
We're both recoverin' on the floor still and B's whisperin' in my ear, I hear things like, �love', �can't
believe it's that good during my period', �we should get back in bed', �having
such a good time', and �if you ever do something like that again, I'll punch
your lights out.'. Yep, all lovin' and scary, two
things I'm gettin' used to. Well, before Buffy and I
got together, I always had the scary, I'm still gettin'
used to the lovin'.
I finally get my wits about me and pick her and the other stuff up from the
floor, I get her all situated and the blankets all tucked around her and take the
chair from under the knob on the door. Then I snuggle back into bed.
Buffy's so happy and relaxed and I'm so god damn relieved. She drapes
herself over me as I lay on my back. It's kinda
chilly in here now that we've stopped fuckin'. I pull
the comforter over us a little more and we make out under the covers for a
while. Buffy finally lets out a tired but happy sigh and yawns.
"Goodnight, B. Thanks." I give her a kiss on the cheek.
"For what?"
"For not endin' me
today."
She laughs, "You're welcome, sweetheart. Thank you."
"For nothin'?"
"For not letting it fester and for apologizing."
"Anytime."
"Well, there better not be a next time for a while, I can't stand when
we fight."
"Me neither, believe me."
We snuggle into each other and I can tell she's just drifted off to sleep. I
look over at the clock. 11:11pm? Shit, I haven't gone to bed that early in
ages.
I guess I do need to get up early. I let my mind relax and soon I'm ridin' the dreamwaves with my
baby.
*****
"Goddamn, that was good, Faith!" Aunt Dee
says. "We should keep you two forever, I'd never have to cook again."
Me and B laugh.
"Deborah, I don't want to be a nooge, but do
you have to use that language all the time?"
"What, �Goddamn'?"
Gee Gee sighs and throws her hands up in defeat,
"I raised animals."
Buffy looks nervous, but me and the rest of the nuts laugh.
"Yep, Gee, you shoulda
just bought a barn."
Gee Gee smirks at me. "Sometimes, I think
back to the old country, we had a farm there, I had a goat named Deborah, and a
chicken named Faith."
Aunt Dee's two younger girls are laughin' at us
and B's crackin' a smile.
"Yeah, and two pigs named Jules and Ashleigh."
Julia goes to say somethin' but I quirk my
eyebrow, I think she can see I'm gonna bring out the
�trump card' or as I like to call it, the �dump card' and remind everyone that
she used to go number two behind the furnace when she was a kid.
Whatever she was gonna say dies on her lips.
Ashleigh's not as smart though, "At least we don't lay eggs!"
She's never been good at comebacks.
"Yeah Ash, but you do lay sulfurous stink bombs, ya lousy farter."
"Ok, enough," Gee Gee puts up her hands.
"I only have maybe a few more years to live,
I'd rather not spend it listening to nonsense."
Ashleigh sticks her tongue out at me. Her mom swats her one, "Yeah,
real mature, Ash."
Leah comes upstairs with Joey, "All fed and washed and changed. Now,
let's watch him tear up the living room!"
"Leah, move the coffee table and put down the mat, let him move around
a bit. You're always carryin' him around, his arms
and legs are gonna atrophy."
"Yes, your bossiness."
Leah does as her mom says, and me and Buffy go to
help with the dishes. We don't wanna be slugs and
leave it for Aunt Dee.
"Girls, stop! Don't you dare touch another dish!"
Aunt Dee yells and she snaps her fingers, "Ashleigh, Julia, up now and do
those dishes, you don't live here for free you know."
"Ya hear that Gee Gee?!"
Jules says. "Ma says ya don't live here for free
and ya gotta get up and do
the dishes. Didn't this used to be your house? Is that how you raised
her?" She's a comedian, like her dad. Aunt Dee swats the back of her head,
lightly. "Ow, and now she's beatin'
on me, you see that Gee Gee? Can we throw her out or somethin'?"
"You get up and do those dishes or you're gonna
have to use a straw to drink your lunch."
"Such an abuser." Jules rubs at the back
of her head but goes and does as she's told. "Ashleigh, I'm washin' you're dryin', I don't
need to be dryin' dishes with caked on egg and
tomato."
We laugh �cause they sound just like their mother
when they bitch at each other. It's funny but Jules is the youngest and she
bosses Ashleigh around. I'd tie her to a chair for a day, that would teach her who's boss.
Buffy goes and sits on the floor of the living room and plays with Joey. I
sit at the table and Gee Gee takes my hand.
"She's good with kids that one," She nods her head towards Buffy
and asks, "You'll have children?"
"Uhhh, yeah, some
day."
"Faith'll be the dad, ain't
no way she's gonna wanna be
pregnant."
Can't be pregnant is more like it but I don't say nothin',
I just laugh at Leah and pop her the finger, without
Gee Gee seein' of course.
Buffy looks a little nervous, damn I don't need another skittish B today.
"You still have problems with your uterus?" Gee Gee asks.
See, I was born with only one workin' ovary, kinda weird because I always thought a potential slayer was
born with every advantage, I'm since learnin' that
that ain't the case at all. Musta
been a side affect of some fucked up drugs my ma got
a hold of. Anyway, then B stabbed me back in Sunnydale and damaged the other
one, the docs did some of their own damage because they didn't repair it
properly and that was that. No babies for Faith.
Least, not the ones that I'll be havin'.
I can still have my own kids through Buffy though, like Leah said, I'll just
have to be the dad.
Not like that's comfortin' to Buffy, she's still
really guilty over all that. Even though I've told her more than a dozen times
it doesn't matter to me. It's fate. Can't fuck with fate.
"Yeah," I trail off �cause Buffy's got her head slightly down. I
try to catch her eye to tell her it's alright. She's not lookin'
my way though. "It's no big deal, Gee. I got a great woman and my family
back. Don't need everything. �Sides, not havin'
a period? Priceless, lemme tell ya."
"Lucky!!" Ashleigh yells.
"Hush up, it's not lucky that she can't have a
period. She'll never have kids, Ash. You're so dumb." Jules says as she
hands Ashleigh a glass to dry. They have a dishwasher, but Aunt Dee doesn't
trust it to get all the dishes clean.
"How about you honey?" Aunt Dee looks at Buffy.
"Oh, her ovaries fire with both barrels." I smile. Buffy glares,
she thinks I'm gonna say somethin'
about her bein' on the rag right now. Which I was,
but I don't have anything that wouldn't gross them all out and get me smacked
by my grandmother.
"So, you'll just have the babies." Gee Gee
smiles at B.
"Yeah," She's still a bit nervous. "I'd love to have at least
two or three."
Hmmm, really? We haven't actually talked about all
that yet. Weird, I know.
"Hey, where's Kara?" I haven't seen her since we finished
breakfast.
"She went with Dad, they go help out at the
bakery on Sundays." Leah says.
"Like Uncle Jimmy needs more jobs." I chuckle. That dude has his
own landscapin' business, he
does some carpentry on the side, and then helps out his Dad and Uncle with
their bakery.
"He got tree jobs, mon!" Julia does that
joke from In Living Color, that's fuckin' funny!
Everyone laughs and B looks more comfortable.
Later, she goes up to the room we're stayin' in
and I follow her.
She's at the window lookin' out into the backyard.
I can tell she feels me come in, even if she couldn't hear the door squeak,
Uncle Jimmy needs to do some handy man stuff with that, I go to her at the
window.
"We haven't really talked about how many kids we want. I said that
because it just popped into my head."
I stand behind her and wrap my arms around her waist.
"Sounds good to me, B. The more the
merrier."
"Really?"
"Yeah, why not? You're havin'
�em. I just have to help make �em."
I chuckle.
"Such a guy."
"Yeah, I know."
"I'm sorry, Faith." Buffy says softly.
"For the guy stuff? You say that kinda shit all the time, and I
know I act that way, so no sorries, B."
"No, not for that. You know."
"Yeah, I do know, and we've been over that a dozen times. I've made my
peace with it, I hope you can, too. Eventually.
And by eventually I mean right freakin' now."
She lets out a short laugh and goes quiet again.
I move her hair away from her neck and leave a sweet kiss on it before sayin' sincere as I can, "Buffy, you've given me so
much more. So much I never thought I would have, so don't think you've stolen
anything from me. �Sides, I was the one who made you do it."
"You didn't make me do anything, Faith. I didn't have to stab
you with your own knife."
"No, you're right, you didn't," I wait for a moment. "You
could have used the one I just cut the cheese with."
Heh.
Cut the cheese.
"I'm surprised you didn't laugh at the euphemism for farts you just
said."
"'Cause I'm all grown up now." I hold my
breath, I really wanna laugh.
"Yeah, grown up," She scoffs. "That's why I still have to
pick up after you in the bathroom and hide sugar from you."
"Those are called quirks. And you love all my quirks." I rub my
crotch into her ass.
"Yeah, I do." She turns around in my arms. "So,
so much."
We kiss sweetly and I expect the Dawson's Creek music to start playin'. We're so Pacey and
Dawson. Or is that Joey and Dawson? I don't freakin'
know. I only watched it when Buffy would invite me over to her house in the
�Dale. Didn't really pay much attention to it, I was usually just starin' at her. Without actually starin'. She probably thought I loved ignorin' her back then. It was far from the truth though. I
was all covert about it though, didn't wanna be seen
as some creepy starer.
I hug her closely when our kiss breaks and sigh a
contented sigh. She whispers her love in my ear. I give it right back.
We're gonna be ok. At least for
today. Whatever tomorrow brings, well, we'll deal with then.
Together.
*****
"Heya, Fran, how's it goin'?"
Francie looks like a cornered bear,
I think she might lash out with a fist or two, so I back up.
Uncle John came for dinner, just like Gee Gee had
said. He brought Francie and after we ate me and Francie came out on the
back porch. It's so freakin' cold out here, though. I
forgot how cold it got up here.
Looks like Francie could care less about the cold.
She's just wonderin' what that feelin'
is, thinkin' maybe I might be a vamp or somethin'.
"Uhhh, it's goin'
ok. I guess."
"You feelin'
ok?"
"Kinda, yeah. Uhhhh. Sorta."
I chuckle, "That sounds ok to me."
"Hey, I know Gee Gee and my Dad are scared
about me and all but I'm ok. I'm not gonna go psycho,
or somethin'."
"Yeah, I know. But do you know what you are?"
She shrugs, "Kids at school say I'm a freak, some say I'm a dyke. I
like guys though, so they're just talkin' outta their ass."
"Would it matter if ya did like girls?"
"Nah, Leah and you do, so it must be alright." She smiles at me.
"I'm glad you're back, Faith. We all missed ya
around here."
"You were like six when I left, how did you miss me?"
"Think back to when you were six, do you
remember people and places from that time?"
I think a moment.
"Fuck, yeah I do." I realize I've been cursin'
like a sailor around her. "Sorry, for the language."
"Everyone swears around here, they all try and make out like they
don't. Even Gee Gee. She does it in Italian though,
only Uncle Jimmy and me get it. Aunt Dee plays dumb
because she's afraid of Gee Gee."
I laugh. "You're right!" I look at her in amazement. "You're
a smart girl you know that?"
"Yeah, get A's and B's in school."
"Yeah? That's awesome. What's your favorite
subject?"
"History," Perfect, Giles will love her. "I do well in math,
too. I'd love to work in computers some day." Oh my God, Will'll have fits of joy when I
tell her.
"You ever think of goin' away to
school?"
"Where like boardin' school?"
"Yeah,"
"Nah, we couldn't afford it, and who would be there for my Dad?"
"Your Dad could probably go with ya, if you'd
both like that. He could maybe get a job and an apartment down there."
"I don't know, I never thought about it before. Why're
you askin'?"
"'Cause I know a school, full of girls exactly like yourself, that
study and train together and stuff."
"Train?"

"To fight the things you've been seein' in your dreams."
"How, do you know about those." She says
too quickly to censor herself. "I mean, what
dreams?"
"The ones with the ugly guys who chase you.
You know, the ones where when you take their heads off they go poof?"
She doesn't say nothin'.
She sighs and goes and sits on the steps.
"So, you know?"
"Yeah, I more than know. I'm the same way."
"A lesbian?"
"What? No, I mean yeah, but no. But wait, yeah, huh?" What are we talkin' about again?
She cracks up. "You sound like that dude who plays that girl on the
show my Dad loves to watch, �Yeah, but no, but yeah, but no."
"Oh," I laugh. "I love that show, Little England or somethin'."
"I think it's Britain."
"Britain what?"
"Little Britain."
"Oh, yeah right. Hey! There's a guy on there that looks exactly like
this guy I know who runs the school I was talkin'
about."
"Really, which guy? The one who likes to perv on the other guy's grandmother?"
"Oh my god!! I forgot about that one, ewwww that was all kindsa
nasty."
"Can you imagine someone doin' that to Gee Gee?"
"What like helpin' her to the bathroom and feelin' up her boobs?"
"Ew, that's just so wrong!"
"Yeah, she'd fuckin' stab �em in their eye."
Francie laughs until I fear that she might die
from not takin' a breath.
"Oh, wow, Faith. I haven't laughed that much in months. Thanks."
"No problem." I get a huge smile on my face and feel kinda proud of myself. "Like I said, there's this guy
that has this school near where I live in New York. We have a good friend who
teaches there, and me and Buffy teach a few martial
arts and yoga and tai chi classes a week."
"Really? I didn't know you could teach."
"It's a special school."
"Oh," She sounds disappointed. "Special,
ok." Fuck, she looks like she did when she first came in, not the
bright faced girl who was laughin' about their Gee Gee bein' groped by a perv, I saw a minute ago.
"No, Fran. It's special, not Speshul."
She laughs at the voice I made at the end there.
"So, how do you know about the dreams I have? We were gettin' to that before you went all �who's on first' on
me."
Shit, they say Leah's my little shadow, no fuckin'
way, it's Francie here,
she's my fuckin' twin. �Cept
for the math stuff, never was one for math.
After I stop laughin' I explain that I had the
same kinda dreams, and that I know about the
creatures that walk the streets at night. Then I go pick the picnic table up
and hold it above my head with one arm, like I'm a waitress carryin'
a tray.
She looks like a load was lifted off her shoulders.
"This school, how soon can I see about goin'?"
"Well, when is your spring break?"
"In about a month, you think I could transfer then?"
"We'll have to talk to your Dad about it, but I'm sure he'll be ok with
it. Me and B can see about an apartment for him."
"I'm not sure if he'd want to live down there, he'd miss Gee Gee and all these other freaks too much. �Sides, I think
it'd be kinda cool if I got to go visit him on the
weekends. Kinda be like Holden Caufield,
but less with the apathy and angst."
Oh, Will's gonna LOVE her, maybe kick Kennedy out.
I gotta call her ASAP. Not that I want my 15 year old
straight niece to be living with a 30 year old Wicca or somethin'
but ya never know, all in due time. I'm kiddin'.
She's gonna have a blast at the school.
"Where would I stay?"
"They have a dorm area, it's a pretty sweet place, right in mid town
Manhattan, you'll have the time of your life. Jules
and Ash will be so jealous."
"Hey, where's Franny?" I hear Ash call
out.
"Out here!" She yells. God, she might be all mousy and quiet but
she's got a fuckin' set of pipes on her when she
wants to. I guess she's feelin' better about herself.
"Hey, we're goin' to the mall, you wanna come with?"
"Yeah, in a minute. Tell my dad you need $20
for a new back pack and we'll get some rag mags and
candy and junk."
"You guys are bad." I take some money out of my pocket. "Here
don't bother Uncle John about that, you can have $20 each. And don't buy so
much junk, spend it wisely."
"Yeah, Ash, put it in that money market fund
we were talkin' about earlier." Damn, everyone
in this family is either gay or a fuckin' smart ass.
Ashleigh looks puzzled.
"What market?"
"So, so, smart." Francie pats her
cousin's hand. Ashleigh rips it away because she just got made fun of.
"Why do I ask you to go anywhere? You've been a bitch forever and now
when you come out of your funk you make fun of me."
"Hey, Ash." Francie
calls for her before she reaches the back door. "I'm sorry, I was just messin'. Don't be mad, I'll buy you an ice cream."
"You better, creep."
"I'll be right in."
"Kay." Ashleigh huffs her way back inside.
"Thanks so much, Faith. It really takes a load off my mind. I feel like
a new girl." She laughs.
"I'm glad. I'll talk to my friend Willow, she helps run the school.
Then I'll talk to you and your Dad."
I would take her out on patrol here tonight, but God forbid something
happened, she's not ready yet.
I go back inside with her and Buffy comes up to me. "Everything
set?"
"Almost, just gotta call Will and then talk
to Uncle John."
"Great."
"I know, it's fuckin'
awesome."
"You going to the mall with the girls?"
"I wasn't plannin' on it, why you wanna go?"
"Not really, I thought we might, uhhhh."
She looks embarrassedly around the kitchen.
"Uhhhhh?" Uhhhh....OH YEAH! Shit, she got a taste, of �period/gotta be quiet' sex and now she's a junky.
"Do you think we can?"
"Well, I don't know if it would be right sneakin'
off to have hot sex in my Aunt's house." B's face falls. "But I'll
see what I can do." I wink at her.
We could have a quickie in the closet. That would be pretty sweet.
God Damn, I love B's period now!!
Heh.
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