By: Jaide
Buffy went by Angel’s apartment once again. She could here him stirring around inside, but she couldn’t face him, not now. She was startled when she heard him approaching the door. She ducked behind a trash can and watched as he came out. He looked really bad. His shirt was untucked, hair uncombed, and he had his brooding face on. He sulked to the stairs. His eyes were full of pain. She waited until she knew he was gone.
She headed to the cemetery for patrol. She seated herself on top of a grave. No vampires were around, and nothing was out of the ordinary, so she headed to The Bronze. She spotted her friends sitting at two tables pulled together.
Tyler looked smug, Pike looked mad, Willow was worried, and Xander was angry. Everyone else wasn’t paying attention. Oz was playing on stage, and Cordy was out of town, so they were the only ones missing.
"Hey guys. What’s wrong?" she asked, instantly worried.
"Seems like Dead Boy gets around fast," Xander told her.
"What?"
Angel made sure Buffy could see him. He had realized how bad he must look, so he’d combed his hair, tucked in his shirt, and tried to look charming. It was easy to find an available girl. It was one of Cordelia’s friends, a real ditz.
He flirted with her constantly, moving close. Finally, he leaned down and kissed her. He could tell Buffy was watching, and he tried to feel better, but he just felt worse. Especially when he saw the hurt on her face when she stormed out. He pushed away the guilt and continued flirting.
She couldn’t believe he’d done that!! What a jerk! She’d made one slip-up and he was dumping her for some blonde Barbie.
She headed home, eager to go to bed. Her mom stopped her on the way upstairs. "Buffy, come here, there’ something we need to talk about."
Oh, great, now what? "What is it, Mom?"
"Well, your father and I have been talking, and we think it might be better if, if….you move in with him," her mom told her. She was obviously not to keen on the idea.
Buffy was shocked. Back to LA? Was that what she wanted? But what about Willow? Or Giles and Xander? And Angel? No, Angel was gone. He didn’t matter anymore. In fact, going back would probably hurt him…. And she missed LA, and her friends there. They had a vampire problem, too. Besides, Giles could take care of everything here.
"Mom, I don’t know, I mean, I burned down the school…"
"They have a brand new high school, Thomas Jefferson, I can’t lie. I don’t like this idea, but your father misses you, and we think it might be best. Some weird things have gone on in this town, and it’s safer in LA," her mom told her.
"I’ll have to think about it," Buffy said. Think about what? She couldn’t just leave, not again. But, it wasn’t that bad of an idea. Maybe she could get away from slaying. There weren’t as many vampires there. And like Cordelia once said, that close to that many shoes. She’d have to sleep on it.
Angel couldn’t sleep again. He’d managed to feed, but he was getting worse. He missed Buffy, badly. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been away from her for this long. Sure, it’d been two days, but that was beside the point. He regretted doing what he did. He’d just made things worse. Tonight, he would talk to her, apologize.