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ratingG or G
Feedback: yes Please, I'm 13 so forgive me if it isntgood.
Summery: Just something, That is happening!! you'll see!!
Notes: Thoughts are marked in * Okay
~~~~~~~~~~Tara was sitting in small house. She furrowed her brow a little as she read a letter, but she didn't know who it was from, of course she couldn't tell whose writing it was because the writing was different than anyone's she knew. She first thought it was Xander, or Anya, but it had bunnies on it. She shook her head slightly thinking to herself, *No way would Anya write me a letter..I mean, ..S-she doesnt really...have those emotions..you know...*
Tara silenlty put the letter in a box, which was full of cards that she kept getting everyday from someone. She couldnt quite get it yet, she was thinking to herself as she read the letter again:
Dearest Tara,
I need help. Something is wrong. I can't do this anymore ...I can't control this. It's hard, I'm sinking into the darkness. Cant you see that? I can't do this... I hope your doing good.
Sincerely,
Anonymous.
Tara was left in her suspicions as she silenlty walked over to the phone and called Buffy's house, to see who would answer. She was hoping it would be either Dawn or Willow, she didn't understand who was writing her these letters, but her blue eyes kept reading that one line, "I'm sinking into the darkness." She couldn't help but think it was someone who couldn't control what they where doing. Someone picked up the phone... it sounded like Buffy.
"Hello?" Buffy asked groggily, she could tell she had been sleeping.
"H-hi...Buffy. Um, s-someone... Oh, did I wake you? I'm sorry, m-maybe I should call back another time... yeah!" Tara said quickly, because she didn't exactly know how to ask to Buffy.
"No, no it's okay Tara. Just tell me who you need to talk to... or something, whatever you need to tell me... If you need to talk to someone who would know?"
Tara sighed quietly, thinking about how she should tell Buffy. So she gathered up her courage and just told her straight out. "Okay, I've been getting these letters everyday, and I don't know who exactly they're from. They keep signing anonymous. I mean, I have an idea, but... do you know who's sending me letters?"
Buffy looked up the stairs, she knew pretty well who was sending her the letters, ut she had promised that person that she wouldn't tell. So she decidedly answered, "No I dont, I'm really Sorry... I-"
Buffy was cut off by Tara's quiet tone. "You do know, y-you're hiding it. Aren't you? Please, Buffy...".
Buffy was afraid she might actually tell. "Look...umm, I have to go... call back...?"Buffy hung up quickly, without saying goodbye, leaving Tara in a slightly confused state.
Willow sat in her room, she had been listening to Buffys conversation. She knew that it was Tara who called, but she smiled to herself, knowing that Buffy wouldn't rat on her. Despite that, thoughts came back to her, *What if she comes and asks me? What if she finds out its me?! What do I say? Willow, stop being so nervous and be brave!! If she comes, let it out!!*
Willow walked downstiars, her red hair strands stuck to her face. She reached the bottom of the stairs and asked Buffy curiously, "Did she get, I mean, was she suspcious that it was me? I know... do you think she'll understand , who it's from? I mean... I've been sending her enough letters right?" Now Willow was getting worried. She cursed herself silently, *Just shut up and see what Buffy tells you!.*
Buffy looked at Willow and could tell she was very nervous and edgy. She put a hand on Willow's shoulder and she smiled. "She wasn't a bit suspicious, but I suspect you'll find another way to write your letters. Okay? So... think up some ideas and see what she does. You never know, she'll find out sooner or later, she'll understand!"
Buffy walked upstairs, leaving Willow still sitting on the bottom step. She grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down on it with cursive that was so fancy, no one would know it was from her:
Dear Tara,
I guess, you don't know who it is. But I know you'll probably figure it out if you just hear me out with what I have to say. I'm in danger, it's too addicting. I just don't understand, I get what I want then I loose it. I hope I'm telling you what you want to hear, I was there for you, I promised that I'd be there for you. I did all I could. I just wish you would understand that all I wanted to do was love you! I'm addicted, I'm falling into the dark, no one can save me, but I know your love can. Please, Tara.
Love always,
Willow.
Willow folded up the letter and put it in an envelope and put it in the mail box, to be sent to Tara's new house. That wasnt so big. She was smiling to herself, at least telling Tara that it was her. But now all she had to fear was if Tara would come and bite off her head, but that was all she needed to think. Or if it got lost in the mail...
~Part 2 coming soon~
[This message has been edited by The Next Tara Maclay (edited January 03, 2002).]