BtVS Double Drabble: Weighed Down
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badly_knittedTitle: Weighed Down
Fandom: BtVS
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Buffy.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 495: Letting Go at
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drabble_zone.Setting: After The Body.
Summary: This is the worst loss Buffy has ever faced in her young life.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
When she’d been younger, Buffy had thought life was all about getting. Gifts at birthdays and Christmas, good grades at school and the approval of her parents, new clothes, new friends, an endless round of gains.
Then she’d grown up, and realised life was really about losing: Friends, lovers, the home she’d grown up in, her innocence… There was always something else to lose. She’d thought Angel breaking up with her and moving to L.A. was the worst thing that could happen to her. Then she’d discovered that Riley abandoning her because she wasn’t giving him enough attention while she was coping with her mom going through major brain surgery was even worse, and now…
Now her mom was dead. She was still a teenager, and the one person she’d thought would never leave her had done just that. Every past loss added together didn’t amount to a fraction of the grief she was feeling now. How was she supposed to pick up the pieces of her life and move on, how was she supposed to be the adult, when she still felt like a child herself?
She wasn’t ready, would never be ready, to let go of her mom.
The End
Then she’d grown up, and realised life was really about losing: Friends, lovers, the home she’d grown up in, her innocence… There was always something else to lose. She’d thought Angel breaking up with her and moving to L.A. was the worst thing that could happen to her. Then she’d discovered that Riley abandoning her because she wasn’t giving him enough attention while she was coping with her mom going through major brain surgery was even worse, and now…
Now her mom was dead. She was still a teenager, and the one person she’d thought would never leave her had done just that. Every past loss added together didn’t amount to a fraction of the grief she was feeling now. How was she supposed to pick up the pieces of her life and move on, how was she supposed to be the adult, when she still felt like a child herself?
She wasn’t ready, would never be ready, to let go of her mom.
The End
