Title: Bitterness
Author: Lisa Martin
email: vqpress@zeelandnet.nl
Rating: PG
Pairing: none (yet)
Disclaimer: Don't own them
Note: A teaser. I want to continue this and make it into a longer story. That is, if you guys like it. :-)

I hate bloody summers. Too warm and oppressing. Standing against the cemetery wall, I light up a cigarette. Bloody hypocrites. Inhaling the burning smoke, I feel bitterness rise. Just can't seem to find it, can I? Every time some meddling fool has to take it away from me. Lost it, again. It was good, so good. Better than anything I could imagine, better than I deserve. Fuck them all! This time they will get a real fight on their hands. Thought the Big Bad was bad? They haven't seen anything yet. I push myself form the wall and head back.