@giftedeath gets another "outrun prophecy" starter
Faith hated herself for a lot of reasons, but right now, mostly for the fact that even when she was so mad, so hurt, so scared, and so confused... that the only person she could think to turn to was Buffy. The very same reason she left in the first place.
She would blame Buffy for putting her in this situation, but it wasn't the blonde who went out, got shitfaced, and had a one night stand with some guy. And one night had turned into a week late, and now it was three months since that night...
The castle lawn was slick with nighttime mist and Faith felt like she was drowning -- in her thoughts, in Robin's oversized Cavs sweater (she felt like shit for taking it and even worse for keeping it after all this time, but it was so comfortable), and in embarrassment. The fact that all she wanted right now was Buffy. To know Buffy wouldn't give up on her, even if Faith had given up on herself. Given up on the idea of them making anything like a relationship work. Commitment really wasn't her style, which is what made the next part so difficult.
The "hey, I'm three months pregnant and I need help" part. A commitment she wasn't ready to make, but was muddling through.
Faith knocked on the door fast and nervous. Wondering if there was time to bolt again, to stay gone and disappeared. Not like Buffy looked hard enough to find her anyways. But the door opened before she had a chance to move, some stupid, distant hope keeping her feet rooted to the spot. Her hair was damp and frizzed out, her makeup worn and smudged. Did she look pathetic enough for B?
"Uh... hey, B. I was wonderin' if I could crash here for a few days... I think I fucked up."
