phone call @Buffy

Buffy: [at Willow’s cracking voice she can feel the tears forming in her eyes. She takes a deep breath. Be strong, Buffy. Someone’s got to] Not worthy? You’re one of the greatest people I’ve ever met Willow. [She swallows so that she can continue speaking. Willow not worthy? It didn’t make sense.] How? What did you do that was so terrible? [What could she have done? A few tears rolled down her cheeks, she needed to know but she was scared. Be strong, Buffy.] Please don’t be afraid to tell me. Whatever it is… [Her breath catches in her throat before the next words and they come out in a cracky voice] I’ll still love you, you know I will.
Willow: [scrunches her eyes up to keep from crying, but it’s not doing any good.] The spell with the scythe. When I activated the Slayers. [She chokes on the last word. It hurts to know that this was bad and wrong, because she still doesn’t understand how or why that could be possible. But then that just proves how warped she is, if she can’t even see it, right?] I-It hurt the universe. And it’s all my fault.
Buffy: [feels as though she’s just been thrown into a lake in the middle of winter. She takes in a sharp breath] The scythe?[It hits her all at once. This is her fault. She asked Willow to do this. It was her idea.] But that was…[she can hardly get the words out without letting out a whimper or cry] All me. It was all me, Willow. [she covers the reciever with her hand and allows herself to cry, keeping as silent as possible. She took it away Willow’s “goodness”. She can’t help but feel as though she might be sick for the second time that evening.]