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Okay, This story, and other stories of mine are supposed to be sorta not understandable for a little bit. Buffy is out of character because of things dealing with her children.

AN: Things and people do seem outta place but everything will work itself out I promise!!

AN2: I am going through an revising all my chapters before I add a new chapter.

By: Tater

Title: Strength

Disclaimer: I own Lily and Liam. And I guess the idea, nothing else.

Rating: PG-13 or R

Summery: Buffy is 22, in LA and in hell. Not really, but life is horrible. Riley's a jerk. Yes I know it starts out bad. Infact, I'm not sure I should continue or let it hang like that. What do you think?

AN: Please R&R. Also, look over my other fics!

Chapter One:

"Riley, please." Buffy begged. "Please! Not infront of Lily and Liam."

"Bitch!" He shouted, ignoring her. Riley then struck her, making her fall to the ground.

Buffy had already been in tears when this started, and that blow sent her into sobs.

"Riley, please, your drunk..." She begged more. Begged for some sort of mercy, prayed for God to bring back the man she had known before he became an alcoholic.

"Get up." He said angrily, looking down at her. He was tired of her begging and pleading. All she did was cry and beg and plead. Riley looked at her as she disobeyed him. His eyes flashed red with anger, he did not like being defied.

"Get up you slut!" He yelled grabbing her by her hair and pulling her up, throwing her against the wall causing her to gasp for air. Pictures fell to the ground and the wall now had several cracks it.

"Mommy!" Two little voices called in fear.

"Liam, take your sister and go to your room and watch cartoons. Turn the TV up as loud as you can. We're only playing, go on sweetie, everything is alright." She strained to get out. Her lungs ached, her whole body was in pain.

Liam took his twin sister's hand in his and lead her to their room. They were only four, but both of them knew something was not right with their mother. She was crying and her voice seemed fearful.

Riley pressed himself against her, not paying attention to what she had said to her children. Not even bothering to look and see if they were out of site or not. He didn't give a damn.

"You really think you can leave me? Slut- that's all you are or ever were. A slut."

He ripped her shirt, leaving some of it hanging off her, exposing her bra, then he ripped the buttons on her pants and began shoving them off of her.

"Riley! Please not again!" She cried out - screamed.

What had gone so wrong in her life? What had she done to deserve all this? It all started when he left. When she had the twins and came here. Life slowly became hell for her.

Buffy pushed him off of her, and kicked him in his manhood. She refused to be raped again.

Riley recovered quickly and punched her in the mouth until he saw blood.

"You bitch!" He screamed in her face. "When will you learn, your strong, but I'm stronger!" He finished with an evil laugh.

"Only because of those drugs!" She yelled back at him.

Riley became tired of looking at her and hearing her. He picked up his Whiskey bottle and took a huge swig and then threw the bottle against the wall near Buffy's head.

"Your not worth it. Whore! Don't even know the father of those damn children are!" With that he turned around, and left the apartment.

Buffy stood there looking at the door for a few seconds, sobbing at what had happened. She fell to the floor and covered her face, and then look down at the carpet to see the shattered whiskey bottle pieces and pictures everywhere. The place was trashed. The slayer jumped up and ran into the bathroom to clean herself up. Even though she didn't bruise easily, Riley was able to hit her hard enough to leave marks. When she was finished she ran into her room and began packing her bags and changing her clothes. She would run again, only this time she'd never look back.

She walked into her children's room with more bags, and saw them sitting on the floor watching TV. "Hey my baby's." She said smiling at them.

"Mommy!" They both yelled, running into her arms.

"See I told you, everything is fine, Mommy was only playing with Riley. Now come on help me pack your bags."

"Otay." Liam and Lily said as best as a four year could.

While Buffy packed she began to think of what to do. She was finally leaving him. Leaving the beatings and the law firm Riley worked for. But she had nowhere to go and no one to turn to. It didn't matter though she would make it out this time.

"Come on Lily." Buffy said waving her hand to have them latch on to it.

"Wait Mommy! I need Mr. Gordo." Lily ran to the couch as fast as her little legs with carry her and got the stuffed pig.

"Otay, let muv!" Lily said marching out of the apartments in front of her mother.

It was dark outside, and Buffy looked around carefully. Living in in LA was was different then Sunnydale, yeah there were demons and vampires in her old home, but it got worse in LA. Here she could attacked by anything or anybody.

Buffy put the kids in her jeep- courteousy of Wolfam & Hart - hoping if they were nice she would obey- then began to drive. Where to she didn't know. She had almost no money, and no friends in the world. But right now it didn't matter, as long as she had her children, and was getting away from Riley and the firm everything would be alright. Atleast for a few short minutes.

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By: Tater

Title: Strength

Disclaimer: I own Lily and Liam, and I guess the idea, nothing else.

Rating: PG-13 or R

Summery: Buffy is 22, in LA and in hell. Not really, but life is horrible. She has been missing for several years.

AN: Please R&R.