Okay, Spike. Here's the deal.
I don't like you. I think you're evil (well, duh-vampire), your hair is too blonde (although, strangely enough, it works for you), your nail polish needs to be either taken off or fixed, and you need to stop smoking. I don't care if it won't do anything to your lungs-it hurts those around you, and according to Willow, you can't hurt people anymore. So stop.
The last time I saw you, you had just finished torturing Angel. Shame on you. I don't care that you don't have a soul-he's your Sire! You have that whole Sire-connection-bondy-thingy with him! I know you both downplay it, but it's still there. Angel once told me that he had a connection with those he Sired, but it was basically only useful in telling when the vamps are around. He's a liar. I can tell. With you two, it goes beyond that.
I know that I told you I didn't like you, and I don't, but I just...I don't know. There was a feeling-creepo that was here (and he brought Wesley with him, even though he didn't mean to), and he tricked Angel into believing he was harmless. Well. He's a liar, too. He totally kidnapped me and almost ripped out my eyes, all because I got visions from a certain person right before he died. After Angel and Wesley saved me, I started thinking about He-Who-Is-Not-Alive (not Angel) and what the three of us went through together.
When you popped into my head, I had to tell you how I feel. I don't like you. I think it, I say it. Although...I'm technically writing it. I know that you probably don't care, but it had to get out there. I don't like bottling things up inside, leaving them to fester and grow and sprout new little sprouts of festering festers...and I have enough secrets in my head already. That way lies badness of the really evil kind.
I don't know if you'll get this, or even read it if you do, but I feel better. I figured you wouldn't have a Post Office-approved address, so I'm sending this to you through Willow, so hopefully she'll find a way to get it to you. The last time we talked, she said you and she were kind of okay. Whatever that means.
Hurt me or my boss, and I'll stake you.
(Current office manager of Angel Investigations - soon to be actress extraordinaire)
Disclaimer: The author claims no ownership of anything recognizable to the Angel and Buffy the Vampire Slayer franchise. No financial compensation is garnered, and no copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: Well, I hope everyone who reads this enjoys it. Special thanks go out to cmol8806 for convincing me that it's okay to post something this length. I hope to have more for you all soon! Please take the time to review and let me know what you thought. :)