The Black Rose

Chapter 8

They hadn’t spoken since leaving the house for the motel, both unsure what the future held for them both. Buffy not knowing how far she could go in her quest for revenge and the truth from Faith that she knew the brunette was hiding. Faith silently ran the scenario’s through her head of the outcome, none of them boded well for her.

Faith pulled the car over in the lot close to the back of the motel rooms, “I’ll see what room number our friend’s in.” She glanced over to the motionless slayer sat in the seat next to her, before finally leaving for the reception desk round the front of the motel.

Buffy stared at the doors to the rooms, as if she could see right through the wood work to the people inside. Torn between hoping he wouldn’t be there and wanting to pound on him till she felt the release of rage she so desperately needed. Faith tapping on the window startled her.

“We good?”

“Yeah he’s in twelve.” Faith pointed to the room at the end of the row.

“Anyone in eleven?” Buffy got out of the car.

“No. Only two guests, him and a family in two.”

“Good.” Buffy grabbed the holdall from the back seat. “Lets see what number twelve has to say for himself.”

Faith watched as the slayer slowly walked across the parking lot, sensing Buffy opening herself up to the dark rage inside. Faith knew all to well what that all consuming rage felt like, and how Buffy would feel if she let the beast out of it’s cage. Faith remembered the day she gave into the darkness, many years ago after the death of her parents, the master had taken her in as his own. Taught her how to survive, and how the darkness inside gave you the power to have whatever your hearts desire. The ache in her chest drew her back to reality and to the blonde form stood not fifty yards away waiting for her.

Buffy kicked in the motel door “Anyone home?” She quickly crossed the room, dragging the sleeping man from the bed, and threw him into the wooden chair. Gagging him and tying him securely with rope from the bag before he was fully awake. “Faith. Close the door.”