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Confidante
Chapter One
It was pretty far to her house. Well, as far as anything can be in Sunnydale.

They didn't speak. He just walked next to her, every once in a while glancing at her. She looked straight ahead.

What the hell did you get yourself into this time, Kath? she asked herself. She was the only one allowed to call her by nicknames. He's a fucking Vampire. He's planning to kill you. You know, rip your throat out and drink your blood so he can be all comfy-cozy on the inside.

Maybe that's what I want, she snapped back. She always did this; talked to herself mentally. Usually taking two completely different views on the question at hand. A few years ago, she'd begun to worry that she was schizophrenic. By now, she didn't really care.

You want someone to kill you? Why don't you just off yourself, idiot? You could go out in a better way than this. You realize that if you die this way, your obituary will hardly be noticed. Being drained by a Vampire isn't exactly rare in this town.

What, you want me to do something a little more flashy? Maybe kill mommy and daddy and then hang myself in the school gym? Not that classy, but it'd draw attention.

You know very well that all this is moot. You're not suicidal and you don't have a death wish. So why are you letting a Vampire walk you home?

Because he's a sexy Vampire?

Don't get smart. What are you doing?!

I don't know!

"What's wrong, Katheryn?" Angelus asked. He was amused. Her facial expressions shifted with every new thought she had and he had a pretty good idea that she was arguing with herself. About him.

"Oh, nothing," she answered offhandedly, flashing a smile at him. "I'm getting walked home by a bloodsucking monster who's probably going to kill me on my doorstep. I'm fine, really."

Angelus chuckled. "Aw, and here I thought I was playing it cool."

Katheryn narrowed her eyes at him, then continued walking, facing forward again.

All too soon, they reached her house.

Or, to be more exact, the gates that surrounded her mansion.

"This is where you live?" Angelus asked blandly. He obviously wasn't impressed, only curious.

"Mmm." He turned and arched a brow at her as he realized that was the extent of her answer. "What?" she snapped, frowning. She was suddenly angry at herself for getting into this mess and angry at him for being so delicious to look at. "I live here. It's my home. Daddy's rich. Mommy's rich. Hell, I'm rich."

"Why don't you have a car?" He paused and looked her over. "How old are you?"

She snorted. He was beginning to understand that was a habit of her's. "I'm seventeen. I have a licence, if that's what you're wondering. I live in Sunnydale. I go to school and I go to the Bronze. Occasionally to the mall. That's about it. What do I need a car for?"

"You're not a typical teenager, are you?"

"God, no!" Katheryn exclaimed, shooting him a look of horror. "I'm responsible. I think things through, most of the time—although I'm not demonstrating that too well tonight. I may be rich, but I know the value of money. Why waste it on gas and insurance when I can just walk or take the limo?"

Angelus blinked. "Not a normal teenager at all."

They were silent for another moment and then Katheryn reached out and punched in the security code to the fence. "C'mon. The least you can do is let me make it to my house beofre you drink me."

Angelus followed her into the front yard and glanced around dispassionately at the manicured lawn and oak trees. Beautiful mansion, beautiful yard, beautiful girl. Hmm. How should I kill her? he wondered. Quick? Rip out her throat? Or maybe take little nips here and there? Drain her slow. Maybe during sex? He shuddered in desire at the thought. Haven't had a human since Buff....

They reached the huge front porch with its six doric collumns stretching far above their heads. "Well, here we are," Katheryn murmured, turning to face him. She was tense, waiting for an attack.

I wonder if it'll hurt? she thought.

Suddenly, she was against the wall, her skirt being shoved up to her waist, and a cold mouth covering hers. She squealed in surprise, then moaned when his hand covered her silk panties.

This wasn't exactly the kind of attack I was expecting....