Love Hurts: "Buffy" Fan Fiction
Bu Janna, age 15
Episode: Hell's Bells
"Shut up," my father barked drunkenly to my mother. I watched her eyes get sad, as they always did whenever he treated her badly, which was often.
The pan flew at Anya and I heard her scream. I closed my eyes, wishing the false visions of my future would go away. I didn't want to hurt Anya. I didn't want to hurt her.
If I chickened out and didn't marry her, I'd hurt her. If I married her, I might hurt her. I didn't know what to do. All I could see and hear were those visions in my head. Yelling at Anya. Making her life miserable. Then throwing the pan. What would happen then?
I couldn't do it.
I would hurt Anya by not marrying her. She would have a broken heart. But at least I wouldn't ruin her life. There was much worse I could do to hurt her than just breaking off a marriage.
And that was what I was trying to prevent.
This was going to be the happiest day of my life! I finally understood love. When I was a vengeance demon, I didn't understand, but now I did. Xander Harris showed me how to love.
I wanted to say I'd always be his sex poodle, but Tara suggested I not say sex poodle in my vows.
I wanted to see Xander so much, but everyone kept reminding me the groom can't see the bride in her dress before the wedding. I really wanted my love to be there with me, though.
When I heard Xander was missing, I got so sad and afraid. Where was he? Did he not want to get married? And why not?
I found out a little later a demon had shown Xander what his future with me was like, and it was bad. Except it was a trick, it was not really our future. I asked Xander if I was bad in the fake future. He said, no, it was himself who was afraid of. He said in the visions he had seen, he had hurt me. He didn't want to hurt me like his father hurt his mother. He said he was not ready to get married. He could not marry me that day.
My heart broke.
Bu Janna, age 15
Episode: Hell's Bells
"Shut up," my father barked drunkenly to my mother. I watched her eyes get sad, as they always did whenever he treated her badly, which was often.
The pan flew at Anya and I heard her scream. I closed my eyes, wishing the false visions of my future would go away. I didn't want to hurt Anya. I didn't want to hurt her.
If I chickened out and didn't marry her, I'd hurt her. If I married her, I might hurt her. I didn't know what to do. All I could see and hear were those visions in my head. Yelling at Anya. Making her life miserable. Then throwing the pan. What would happen then?
I couldn't do it.
I would hurt Anya by not marrying her. She would have a broken heart. But at least I wouldn't ruin her life. There was much worse I could do to hurt her than just breaking off a marriage.
And that was what I was trying to prevent.
This was going to be the happiest day of my life! I finally understood love. When I was a vengeance demon, I didn't understand, but now I did. Xander Harris showed me how to love.
I wanted to say I'd always be his sex poodle, but Tara suggested I not say sex poodle in my vows.
I wanted to see Xander so much, but everyone kept reminding me the groom can't see the bride in her dress before the wedding. I really wanted my love to be there with me, though.
When I heard Xander was missing, I got so sad and afraid. Where was he? Did he not want to get married? And why not?
I found out a little later a demon had shown Xander what his future with me was like, and it was bad. Except it was a trick, it was not really our future. I asked Xander if I was bad in the fake future. He said, no, it was himself who was afraid of. He said in the visions he had seen, he had hurt me. He didn't want to hurt me like his father hurt his mother. He said he was not ready to get married. He could not marry me that day.
My heart broke.
