Nightmare

Xander pushed Faye to the banisters. “What is up with you Faye?” He grimaced. He looks down from the balcony. Catherine was going inside.   He heard her quick steps to the door. She slammed the door shut. Faye licked her lips and rose to her feet, “She is not going to trust you anymore,” she said. “Shut up,” he snapped. She stepped closer to him saying to his face, “Don’t act like you didn’t want me.” He breathed on her face, “You are nothing special to me, Faye.” She growled. She didn’t spark the negative intrusion she intended. Xander left her on the balcony. She followed him from behind. He was out the door and so was she. She leaned on the closed door, “How long till she realizes?” “Realizes what?” he asked forcefully. “She has to kill,” Faye snarled. “She can’t handle it. She’s weak.” Xander scoffed, “You know nothing, Faye.” Faye maintained a close watch when Xander strode down the stairs. He opened the door of the guestroom where he found Catherine. She was kneeling and sobbing