in a way it was even worse than when Spike hit her. The fact that he
was fucking other women and she allowed it was the worst thing she
could ever do. Or not do in her case. She tried to stop him, but
she'd learned quickly that she really didn't have a lot of say in
what Spike did, when Spike did it.
Thinking back, she remembered the first time she caught
Spike and Dru together; in the act so to say.
She had just walked into his apartment after a long day at
work at the Espresso Pump and was looking for a little R&R with her
boyfriend. Maybe some snuggles even.
What she really needed was some sleep. (seriously, sleep is sounding
REALLY good right now)
She saw about ten beer bottles scattered around randomly and
knew that he had been drinking. Shrugging it off, she turned back
around to leave the apartment. She really didn't want to be around a
drunken Spike at the moment.
She had her hand on the doorknob when she heard something
coming (or now she knew *someone* coming) from inside the bedroom.
She turned back around, her hand leaving the doorknob and she
quietly walked to the bedroom door where she heard him grunting.
She just figured it was him jacking off at a porno or
something like that. She wouldn't be surprised. Still, she opened
the door and saw Spike thrusting in and out of some woman from
behind.
Here eyes widened in shock and couldn't speak. She had no
words. The only thing she did was cover her mouth with her hand and
let the tears flow.
Spike heard the door opening and whipped his head around to
see the face of his girlfriend standing in the doorway. She was
completely still. He figured she probably would have run like a bat
out of hell. He guessed wrong. He could still tell that she was
rocked to the core, but he'd fix that.
In order to do that, he pulled his cock out of this woman's
ass and put on a pair of boxers as the woman who she know knew as
Drusilla, Dru for short, put on one of Spike's shirts and a pair of
sweatpants and quietly left the room. As she walked by Buffy, Spike
thought he was about to have a heart attack.
"It's not what you think." He lied. It was exactly what she
thought. She didn't need to know that though. All he needed was one
really superb lie and he would get off with it. It would have to be
good, one that she would believe. Finally he got it. Now all he had
to do was play it smooth.
"Not what I think?" Spike! You were fucking another woman!
Don't tell me it's not what I think!" she shouted breaking out of
her comatose state.
"We were drunk! I'm sorry baby. I thought it was you the
whole time." He lied through his teeth. He'd make this work good.
True they did have a few drinks, but he'd only had about three or
four. That was nothing to him.
"I had been missing you all day long baby and when she
showed up, I was already drunk and I thought I saw you. I even asked
your name, and she lied and tricked me. She told me it was you. You
know I love you baby." He laid it on thick, bringing out the heavy
artillery with the words every girl loves to hear.
It was the first time that he had told her he loved her.
For some reason she believed him and let it go. He seemed genuine in
his apology so she forgave him.
That was just the first time. The second and from then on,
she knew about it and when she'd called him on it, he told her to
mind her own fucking business and that he'd do whatever and do
whoever the hell he wanted to whenever he wanted!
When she'd walked away the second time she caught them, he'd
hit her again and the cycle of her life had begun. It was a cycle
that she had tried to break out of, but no matter how hard she
tried, she just kept sinking deeper and deeper into the cycle. Now
this is where she was.
"Now I'm here." She said to Angel. He had remained quiet
since his outburst and there was only one thing he could think of to
do right now. Though he knew it was wrong, he really couldn't stop
himself if there was a pack of lions between he and Buffy and the
moment.
Taking her by the shoulders, he turned her to face him and
took her lips against his and kissed her with all of his might.
To say that she was surprised by the kiss would have been
the understatement of the millennium. Angel O'Reilly kissing her?
Pigs would have soon flown. Her probability of talking to God
himself was greater than ever sharing a kiss with Angel.
Yet, there he was. His soft, warm lips pressed against hers.
He wasn't even trying to force his way into her mouth or anything.
He was just kissing her, not trying to devour her like most of
Spike's kisses.
Pulling his lips away from hers, Angel immediately was
shouting obscenities in his own head. He knew that he shouldn't have
kissed her, for numerous reasons, but he for some insane reason felt
compelled to.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." He was apologetic
and would not look at her straight in the face. He knew it was a
dumb move, he didn't want to be reminded of it.
Buffy was just standing there, not believe that had just
transpired between them. Angel O'Reilly AKA the Prince of Evil, had
just had his lips on hers. That wasn't the worst part. The worst
part was that she was mad that he had STOPPED! She had just
experienced the most incredible kiss of her life from her worst
enemy. Isn't it funny how ironic life is?
"You really, really shouldn't have." She said in a voice
that she didn't recognize as her own.
Grabbing him this time, she forced her lips back onto his
and took control of their kiss. She didn't know what had come over
her. She knew that this was Angel she was kissing and had just
kissed her, but surprisingly, she didn't care at the moment. All she
wanted to do was feel him and be held by him and have him tell her
she was safe.
She broke the kiss, not for her own thoughts, but for lack
of oxygen. She needed to breathe. Once she and Angel were apart she
was able to think more clearly.
Both parties were breathing hard from two unbelievable
kisses. The fire and intensity between them had always been great.
To the casual observer, it would seem that it had only been a matter
of time before they started going at it like rabbits in the heat.
They never expected it out of themselves though. They knew
how much they had despised each other and would rather rot then even
think they liked one another. When Angel made passes at Buffy it was
just simply to piss her off, nothing more or sexual about it.
Now, as they stood there, in the courtyard of the school, it
was the dreaded awkward silence moment. Neither knew what to say.
They never expected something like this to happen.
Buffy had never expected Angel to kiss her. Angel had never
expected for Buffy to kiss him after he stopped. This was all new
and confusing and they didn't know what in the hell was going on
between them. One second they hate each other, the next they're
kissing and enjoying it! Why was life so cruel?
Both looked down at the grass which suddenly became very
intriguing, and Buffy started to twiddle her thumbs while Angel ran
his hand through his hair.
"Umm… see ya next hour?" Buffy lamely asked him.
"What is next hour?" Angel wondered. He had lost track of
the time since he and Buffy had started to go in depth about her
relationship with Spike. He really didn't know what time it was.
"Chem." She said simply.
Angel rolled his eyes and picked up his book bag. He swung
it over his shoulder and they headed back to the school doors. Both
walked together and in sync to their Chemistry class.
Just as Buffy and Angel were about to entered the lab, Faith
popped up almost out of no where and bluntly asked them, "You two
fucking?"
Angel just rolled his eyes and ignored his sister as he
continued into the classroom. Faith put her hands on her hips and
looked directly at a frightened Buffy.
"Faith, you know that there's nothing between me and Angel.
God, how can you suggest such a thing?" she scoffed at her best
friend. Did she really think that if something was going on with
Angel that Buffy wouldn't have told her right away? "I mean, even if
there was, which there isn't, but if there was, don't you think I
would have told you?"
Feeling guilty and ashamed at her accusation, Faith let it
drop and went to class. As soon as she was gone, Buffy immediately
felt horrible for causing Faith to feel guilty. She'd talk to her
after school about it. Right now, she was off into the land of
Chemistry with Angel sitting literally right next to her. He had
been assigned her lab partner.
"Oh great." She thought as she sat down next to him and laid
her head on the table. `Why does life have to suck?' she wondered to
herself as her boring teacher went on about something for the next
hour.
All through Chemistry class, Buffy had to sit and watch
Cordelia make sly moves on Angel from the table over. What was worse
was the fact that Angel was totally into it! He had just been
kissing *her* not a half hour before. Buffy knew that she shouldn't
have trusted him. He was such a fucking jerk.
As soon as the bell rang, Buffy was out of her seat in a
flash and by the door. She heard Cordelia who had moved into Angel's
lap call, "What's your rush Bunny?"
Not even bothering to answer her at the moment, she took off
to her locker. She put her books away inside and grabbed the ones
she needed for her last class and slammed her locker door.
Unfortunately Angel was in her last class as well.
Thankfully she sat on the other side of the room from him. The
seething hatred was coming out of her ears in smoke she was so
pissed at him. This had been the worst blow to her.
She sat down on the desk and waited for class to start when
*he* entered in the room. She heard his low, sexy voice and hated
herself for letting herself become SO deluded to actually think that
she could tell him something so personal about herself. Especially
when she hadn't even told her friends.
"Buffy? Can I talk to you?" Angel came up beside her and
leaned down to her face to ask her.
"Why don't you go talk to Cordy? I'm sure she'd love that."
She snapped at him.
Raising his eyebrows in confusion, he still continued to ask
her, "Buffy-"
Turning to face him more clearly, she got right in his face
and very quietly told him, "Fuck off Angel."
Seeing that she wasn't to be messed with right now, he
turned and left to go back to his desk. Buffy turned back to the
front of her desk and just breathed. That's all she had left to do
was just breathe.
After school Buffy walked right by Angel ignoring him as he
tried to get her attention and was on a mission to find Faith and
Willow. She needed to tell them what had been going on with her,
now!
"I need to talk to you guys, now!" she demanded as she
literally pulled them by their shirt sleeves and dragged them to a
nearby bench.
"What's going on