As Days Go By

Summary: After one tragic night, Buffy refuses to get close to anyone. Now the new guy in town, Angel tries to do the impossible by getting closer to Buffy. Which may prove to be an even bigger tragedy.

By: Sara

Disclaimer: Not mine

Seven Years Ago In Buffy's POV

It was only three in the afternoon, but you couldn't tell because a dark rain cloud hovered over the sun.

We were driving on the highway, driving away from my home in Los Angeles. Mom and dad were yelling at each other, which was typical. I glazed to the side to see my little sister Dawn only five; she had tears in her eyes.

Mom and dad said we were moving to Sunnydale because of business, but even at the age of ten I knew the real reason we were moving. My parent's marriage was in need of help.

The rain piled on our car hard and lightening lit up the sky. Then Dawn let out a horrible cry and tears spilled from her eyes. I also tried hard not to cry, neither Dawn or I like our parents fighting or the idea of moving.

"Be quiet Dawn!" My father hissed at her and turned his head to face Dawn. Once his eyes hit Dawns, she shut her mouth though tears still flowed from her eyes. When dad was anger it scared both Dawn and me. I think he even scares mom. It's no secret that dad hits mom, he's never hit me before expect for one night that makes me shiver just to think about it.

"Hank." My mom screamed at dad, who still had his head turned around to face Dawn. Then I saw two lights heading towards us and I couldn't see what it was. My dad didn't turn around in time and we had a head on collision with a pickup truck, which had a drunk driver at the wheel. I don't remember much about the crash, but Dawn's screams and the car crushing my side.

One Week Later

I woke up a week later after the crash at a hospital in Sunnydale. I was given the details of the crash slowly. No one really wanted to tell me about the crash, but at the age of ten I was a very demanding child.

I was told that the whole drivers' side of the car, which Dad and Dawn were sitting on was ripped out and flung a crossed the road. The side mom and I were on had gone in and crushed us, but not bad enough to kill.

The driver of the pickup truck and my dad were both killed. Dawn was in coma, with little chance of waking up. I had a blow to the head, which put me out for a week, but no brain damage. I had a scar on my side where the car crushed into me. Mom was the only one to come out of the crash without a scratch. I remember the emptiness in my mom's eyes when she took me out of the hospital.

That night changed our lives and would never be forgotten.

The first year we lived in Sunnydale we made a point to visit Dawn three times a week. After that Dawn became a burden to my mom and she only went to see her once a month. Though I always went to see my sister once a week. She was still my sister conscious or not. Dawn was only five and she didn't deserved what happened to her, none of us did. But it happened anyways, that's fate.

It hurt to see my sister, my best friend, and the person I grew up with in a hospital bed with tubes attached to her. I made a promise to Dawn and myself that I would never be close or love anyone ever again. It hurt me too much at my fragile age to lose someone I loved, even though Dawn was alive, she really wasn't at least not to me. I never wanted to feel this way again.

Seven Years Later

It's been seven years since that fateful night. I'm now a senior at Sunnydale High School and I plan to go to New York for college. Dawn's still in coma and I refuse to give up hope. Mom still hasn't given me a real smile since that night. I've kept my promise to Dawn, though I've dated guys off and on through high school, I never let any of them get close to me. I don't have many friends, only Willow and Xander.

I sighed in relief at the thought of my days in Sunnydale were finally coming to an end. I could finally leave mom's empty smiles and Dawn's emotionless face, everything that reminds me of that horrible night. Though I knew that was a lie, the scar on my side and the memories of that night would hunt me forever.

I spotted Willow and Xander sitting on the steps of the school and I walked towards them. Then my eyes drifted off to what they were looking at. Huge crowds mostly of girls were hanging out in the parking lot.

"What's going on?" I asked as I sat down next to Willow.

"A BMW just pulled into the parking lot." Xander stated and his eyes never left the crowd.

"So, Cordy's got a new BMW, what's the big deal?" I shrugged. Cordelia was the richest girl in the school and got what everything she wanted. Her and I don't see eye to eye, actually she hates me, but the feeling is mutual. We've been rivaling for captain of the cheerleading squad since freshmen year and all my hard work was finally going to pay off once team captain will be announced this year.

"Its' not Cordeila's, it a new guy." Willow announced and I sighed. I wasn't interested in the new guy who drives a BMW. My thoughts of the new guy drifted away as the crowd moved and a tall guy appeared from the crowd. His hair was spiked and he was wearing a leather jacket. Right away I knew he was the new guy. I decided he was good looking, but nothing special.

I was about to turn my attention back to Willow and Xander, when the new guy's gaze landed on me. As he stared at me I tried to pull my gaze away from him, but I found it impossible. Once he got to the steps of the school he winked at me and then walked past us.

Jerk, I thought, but I kept smiling.

AN: Okay, I'm not planning on going on with this story because I have so many unfinished ones as it is. This story was just to get me back in the writing mood. BUT if enough people want me to go on with this story, I will keep it.

So tell me is it worth keeping???

Also I need a vote on which of my WIP's you like best, because I need to know which one I should force my attention on.