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Author's Note: I know that what's mentioned about happening to Oz in this kind of happened to Jenny, don't point out the obvious. The rating is "R" just in case. Thanks to my beta, Julia. Please review, no matter what.
-No Matter What-
She couldn't kill him. Never could – never would. No matter what he had become, she couldn't not love him, and that was why he was still here.
Her friends were dead and it was her fault. He had even told her his plans – hanging a blood-drained Xander up in the library for Cordelia to find, leaving Oz's naked and beaten body in Willow's bed, torturing Willow with guilt and deceit until she couldn't take it anymore, all of it. She had known, but she hadn't done anything about it.
It was also her fault that she had given him that moment of perfect happiness. She had given in to lust and that made him what he was, a soulless monster.
Now he approached her, grinning and knowing that she would let him fuck her, just like every other time. He used her love against her and he was damn sure he could keep doing it – well, until he got tired of her. She looked away from him, guilt and shame making her feel defeated...and she knew she was.
"Lay still, whore," he told her and she lay naked in her own bed, waiting for the demon to come to her. He unzipped his pants, hard and ready, as he got on top of her.
"I love you, Angel," she whispered.
He slapped her, hard enough to leave a bruise. "I told you, I'm not Angel and you should know it. Never say that again, you little slut."
He thrust into her roughly, making tears form in her eyes. She wished that she could close her eyes and never have to open them again, she hated this...but she still loved him. No matter what.