Spoilers: Season 6?
Summary: Buffy never wanted to be dragged back to life.
Word Count: 241
Disclaimer: I don’t own BTVS, or the characters. They belong to Joss Whedon.
Deep down, Buffy knew her friends loved her and that they’d been trying to help her. They’d thought they were rescuing her, pulling her out of some kind of Hell dimension, it wasn’t really their fault that they’d got it all so completely wrong.
She didn’t want to hate them for it, but when she remembered the peace and serenity of the place she’d been torn from and looked around at the bleak, cold world she’d been dragged back into… It was unbearable. She wanted to rage at them, tell them that this was Hell and they’d condemned her with their well-meaning bumbling to the torment of having to live, weighed down by responsibilities she’d never wanted. It was so unfair!
But she couldn’t do that; she couldn’t be so cruel. It would be like punishing them for trying to do the right thing. They must never find out, so she must never let on, never let them see what they’d done to her. She would have to pretend that she was glad to be alive, even when every breath was torture and her life stretched out in front of her like a jail sentence. Her only hope was that with good behaviour she’d eventually be freed of her body once more and allowed to return to paradise.
She desperately wanted not to hate her friends, but try as she might, she couldn’t find it in herself to forgive them either.