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Title: Love Hurts Part 1/15
Rating : Um....I think PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they belong to
Joss Whedon and the
WB network. I own the story idea only.
Feedback: Yes Please
Note: This story is going to be about all the characters on
Buffy mainly. The
plot is centered around Spike and Drusilla. However, since
this is going to be
a long story....kind of like an episode, I plan on using
everyone in it.
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Drusilla gently rocked herself in her chair. Tears were
welding from her
eyes. A frown was noticeable across her face. Spike stood
by the doorway,
watching her. He couldn't stand to see her like this. She
had been this way
for weeks now. He knew she loved him, in a vampiric sense
of course. She had
professed it time and time again. However, she had a love
for Angel as well.
Perhaps, it was a father-daughter love that sometimes
turned incestuous but it
was there. She wept night after night for Angel. After he
had been released
from Hell she had been filled with hope that their 'happy
home' as she always
called it would be restored but it wasn't. Angel had
returned, but he had
returned with a soul. He ran back to Buffy and Drusilla was
crushed. Still,
she loved Spike and Spike knew it. Even after he had
knocked her out at the
mansion, she forgave him. She understood his reasons. She
knew it was because
he was frightened of losing her. Spike felt partially
guilty. He knew that
Angel was no good and he knew he would only hurt Drusilla
in the end but yet,
in the long run, Spike had hurt Dru as well and he didn't
know if he could
live it down. He hated Angel for all he had done to
Drusilla, for all he had
done to Spike himself, but seeing Drusilla like this drove
him crazy. She
tried her best to be kind to Spike, but he knew things
weren't the same.
"Dru?" Spike asked Drusilla's shadowy figure. "Yes , my
sweet?" Drusilla
answered flatteringly. "Are you alright?" Spike asked with
concern. "I'm fine.
I'm just thinking about old times; jasmines, blood, the
slayer" Drusilla
replied. "I'm sorry Ducks" said Spike. He didn't have to
say what he was sorry
for , she already knew. She gazed up at him spiritlessly.
"Spike, there isn't
need to be sorry. Miss Edith already forgave you" Drusilla
replied. Drusilla
clutched the doll in her hands. Spike still felt guilty
inside. He couldn't
stand to see her in such a depression. There had to be
something he could do.
Spike eyed her with concern. "Would you like to do
something pet? Something
that will bloody well make all of them pay?" questioned
Spike. Drusilla's eyes
lit up like those of a babe that had received a new toy.
"What do you have in
mind?" Drusilla inquired suggestively. "I was thinking
maybe dinner and a
movie....no, I was thinking of giving one of our little
mates a surprise"
Spike retorted. "What kind of a surprise, hmm?" Drusilla
asked, now excited.
"I was thinking of putting a spell on one of the slayers
lap dogs. Perhaps her
watcher." Spike replied. "Ooooh" Drusilla moaned "I liked
him". Spike warily
looked at her.
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