Why You Look So Sad?
Rating: I am not too sure but to be on the safe side I'd say PG to PG-13
Summary: Buffy's life seems relatively simple and humble until Angel O'Connor her best friend decides to move out of Sunnydale before anything has the chance to happen between both of them. Has Buffy lost her chance to make a move or will it all come rushing back when something tragic happens?
Author's note: This is a work in progress I will give it to you in maybe chapters' ok that's bout it.
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own any of these characters they all belong to Joss whedon and who ever else.!
It was a Wednesday, I hate Wednesdays. I looked up at the swirling sky above our heads to realize that it wouldn't be too long until the rain began to drop all around us. Angel and I scrambled to collect the now wet playing cards on the open porch. I was fourteen that day, and Angel, my beloved best friend Angel was a mere sixteen-year-old. Listen to me, I chuckled, I still put Angel on a pedestal like I have done for all of my life. When we were children we were inseparable but now, it feels like we have been apart for ages. I looked back at angel with adoring eyes and he just looked away. That's when I knew something was wrong.
Buffy summers looked around gathered the remaining cards and forced them into angel's hand!
"Here!" She shouted, louder than she would have liked it to be. Angel just gazed at the floor picking at the raw wood beneath them.
"So that's it you are just going to give me the cold shoulder?" Angel shrugged and she let out a long and frustrated sigh. " Fine have it your way, I'm going, and I don't think I will be back too soon not until you Angel, O'Connor tell me why you've been ignoring me lately. What have I done something to embarrass you in front of your freshmen friends, or is it just me all around huh what is it angel?" She realized she was ranting but between the weather and his attitude it didn't matter to her. Waiting for him to reply she crossed her arms and stood up as to signal she was ready to take a dash for it.
"Buffy, please, could we just not." He said shaking his head, still not looking up.
"God Angel!" her lip started to quiver, but she held it together she wasn't leaving without an answer.
" Fine you really want to know what's been bothering me? Yes it's you. You always being around like its nothing. We've changed Buffy you are fourteen and I am two years your senior you are still in training bras" Buffy glanced down, no he did not just comment on her bust size she clenched her fists. Hey, she thought to herself, I wear real bras, sometimes. "No Buffy I mean it as a metaphor" He noticed her glancing at her chest. " a meta.what?" she stuttered. " See what I mean. We don't connect anymore, I'm dating getting new friends. And you are a really good friend and all but I just I think you should move on Buffy. This thing we do. you know dance around the subject of our obvious differences its tiring." Buffy's mouth dropped in disbelief.
"It's never been a problem before. Something else is up I know it Angel. Remember I know everything about!" She was getting more and more worried by the second. This was ridiculous what did he have to hide from her?
" There is nothing up Buffy" he voice was raising and he suddenly mumbled, " I think we should stop seeing each other." Finally he glanced up, his dark chocolate eyes, brimmed with a glare of water, and shock at himself of what he said to the one girl, he had been there for him every step of the way.
" Fine if that's how you feel" Her voice was weak and cracky. She shook her head at him her tears spilling smearing with the rain. She started to run and then turned around half way down the driveway, " Goodbye angel." She shouted between sobs and ran next door into her house.
As she got into her house before her mother could even say two words she darted up the stairs and in to her room slamming the door causing the pictures on the wall to shake. Angel could see her from his room but hide while watching her reaction in fear of her noticing him and shutting the blinds. She flopped down onto her bed and turned her head to the little pink nightstand next to her bed. There was a picture of a 6-year-old brown haired boy and a four year old blond curly haired girl walking along the shore of a beach posing in hug for a picture. Buffy's sobs got loud and heavier after seeing the picture. She got up and chucked the picture at the wall tearing down all others, old and new. Angel's eyes were empty and one single tear fell from his eyes.
Finally Buffy tuckered herself out by her rampage and came to one final picture that was of her and him dancing at a school dance. Her heart felt a stab of pain. Not only had he pulled the plug on their friendship but of what might have been had thy stayed together. Buffy always felt something more than friendship, even though Angel raced through girlfriends, she always thought he just had to realize she was the girl of his dreams. Little did she know Angel felt the same thing. Angel flopped down on his bed and she did the same. Both of their lights clicked off and Buffy whispered to herself, I hate Wednesdays.
Next chapter:
Summary: Before Buffy gets the chance to go to bed Angel makes a surprise 12 o clock visit at the window, telling her the truth behind his sad eyes and then the two get a taste of what their relationship could have been. Freaturing a song! Ooo la la la
Rating: I am not too sure but to be on the safe side I'd say PG to PG-13
Summary: Buffy's life seems relatively simple and humble until Angel O'Connor her best friend decides to move out of Sunnydale before anything has the chance to happen between both of them. Has Buffy lost her chance to make a move or will it all come rushing back when something tragic happens?
Author's note: This is a work in progress I will give it to you in maybe chapters' ok that's bout it.
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own any of these characters they all belong to Joss whedon and who ever else.!
It was a Wednesday, I hate Wednesdays. I looked up at the swirling sky above our heads to realize that it wouldn't be too long until the rain began to drop all around us. Angel and I scrambled to collect the now wet playing cards on the open porch. I was fourteen that day, and Angel, my beloved best friend Angel was a mere sixteen-year-old. Listen to me, I chuckled, I still put Angel on a pedestal like I have done for all of my life. When we were children we were inseparable but now, it feels like we have been apart for ages. I looked back at angel with adoring eyes and he just looked away. That's when I knew something was wrong.
Buffy summers looked around gathered the remaining cards and forced them into angel's hand!
"Here!" She shouted, louder than she would have liked it to be. Angel just gazed at the floor picking at the raw wood beneath them.
"So that's it you are just going to give me the cold shoulder?" Angel shrugged and she let out a long and frustrated sigh. " Fine have it your way, I'm going, and I don't think I will be back too soon not until you Angel, O'Connor tell me why you've been ignoring me lately. What have I done something to embarrass you in front of your freshmen friends, or is it just me all around huh what is it angel?" She realized she was ranting but between the weather and his attitude it didn't matter to her. Waiting for him to reply she crossed her arms and stood up as to signal she was ready to take a dash for it.
"Buffy, please, could we just not." He said shaking his head, still not looking up.
"God Angel!" her lip started to quiver, but she held it together she wasn't leaving without an answer.
" Fine you really want to know what's been bothering me? Yes it's you. You always being around like its nothing. We've changed Buffy you are fourteen and I am two years your senior you are still in training bras" Buffy glanced down, no he did not just comment on her bust size she clenched her fists. Hey, she thought to herself, I wear real bras, sometimes. "No Buffy I mean it as a metaphor" He noticed her glancing at her chest. " a meta.what?" she stuttered. " See what I mean. We don't connect anymore, I'm dating getting new friends. And you are a really good friend and all but I just I think you should move on Buffy. This thing we do. you know dance around the subject of our obvious differences its tiring." Buffy's mouth dropped in disbelief.
"It's never been a problem before. Something else is up I know it Angel. Remember I know everything about!" She was getting more and more worried by the second. This was ridiculous what did he have to hide from her?
" There is nothing up Buffy" he voice was raising and he suddenly mumbled, " I think we should stop seeing each other." Finally he glanced up, his dark chocolate eyes, brimmed with a glare of water, and shock at himself of what he said to the one girl, he had been there for him every step of the way.
" Fine if that's how you feel" Her voice was weak and cracky. She shook her head at him her tears spilling smearing with the rain. She started to run and then turned around half way down the driveway, " Goodbye angel." She shouted between sobs and ran next door into her house.
As she got into her house before her mother could even say two words she darted up the stairs and in to her room slamming the door causing the pictures on the wall to shake. Angel could see her from his room but hide while watching her reaction in fear of her noticing him and shutting the blinds. She flopped down onto her bed and turned her head to the little pink nightstand next to her bed. There was a picture of a 6-year-old brown haired boy and a four year old blond curly haired girl walking along the shore of a beach posing in hug for a picture. Buffy's sobs got loud and heavier after seeing the picture. She got up and chucked the picture at the wall tearing down all others, old and new. Angel's eyes were empty and one single tear fell from his eyes.
Finally Buffy tuckered herself out by her rampage and came to one final picture that was of her and him dancing at a school dance. Her heart felt a stab of pain. Not only had he pulled the plug on their friendship but of what might have been had thy stayed together. Buffy always felt something more than friendship, even though Angel raced through girlfriends, she always thought he just had to realize she was the girl of his dreams. Little did she know Angel felt the same thing. Angel flopped down on his bed and she did the same. Both of their lights clicked off and Buffy whispered to herself, I hate Wednesdays.
Next chapter:
Summary: Before Buffy gets the chance to go to bed Angel makes a surprise 12 o clock visit at the window, telling her the truth behind his sad eyes and then the two get a taste of what their relationship could have been. Freaturing a song! Ooo la la la