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Do I know you?
Spike sat in a bar alone. His thoughts were concerning Faye. He wanted to go back after the hospital, but Faye would reject him the way he rejected her. He couldn't live with that. Spike was so deep in thought that he didn't notice a blond haired women sit on the table in front of him. She looked down, and deep into his eyes. He noticed that they were familiar. Very familiar. Spike gripped his own arm as he got the chills.
"Hey, Spike. Glad you came back. We've missed you. I've missed you." Spike raised a brow to signify that he had no idea who she or we were. As soon as he did that the woman put a sad face on. She was clearly embarrassed. She probably thought she had the wrong person.
"Are you Spike Spiegel?" the girl asked. Spike nodded in agreement. The girl told him her name was Jessica, and she sat in his lap. Spike tried to push her off, but she wouldn't budge. The action was familiar, and she noticed. Quickly she got off him, and told him that she worked there. Spike remembered now that he always came to this bar, but he had pushed it all away. Now a very familiar girl was in front of him. Reminding him of the past. The girl looked away as a tear fell down her cheek. Spike cursed himself. He hated when women cried.
Jessica waved her hand, and started to leave. Hurt by Spike. With a quick hand, Spike caught her, and pulled her to the table. He wanted to know his past. He wanted to know who she was.
"Tell me my past. Who are you? Why do you know me?" Spike muttered. Jessica gripped Spike's arm with all her strength. She didn't want him to leave. With a silent gasp Spike went along with her as she pulled him away to a small room. There she began to talk.
"You came here when you worked for god knows what. You never told me. Just kept on lying about your job, and it was secret. Never told me. Vicious is the one introduced us. Ironic? Well, we went out. One day you fell in love with an angel, and left me here." Jessica looked down as she told it. He had left a love broken waitress in the pit of hell. Spike gulped, and looked at Jessica. "You can stay here tonight. I know you need a place to stay." Jessica seemed to know a lot about Spike. Spike smiled, and nodded.
Jessica left to go back to work. Hiding her feelings was clearly hard for her. Spike told her to meet him there at six. He had yelled it after her, but she had heard. Spike didn't know that. Quickly Spike took off his clothes, and jumped into the bath.
Jessica smiled, and warned herself not to get any ideas. She reminded herself that Spike was her old boyfriend and not new. The whole time that Spike had been gone, Jessica had been silently crying. Eight years of crying. Spike had always been a jerk, and her friends had warned her. Stealing the kisses she held for some one that loved her. Spike had stolen her heart forever. Jessica glanced at the clock. It was six, and Jessica hadn't noticed. It was six since they had entered the room. Jessica ran back up to the room, and ran in. Spike was there, but had his back to her. He was in the tub.
Rifaye- what should happen next? Answer me please? Please?
Do I know you?
Spike sat in a bar alone. His thoughts were concerning Faye. He wanted to go back after the hospital, but Faye would reject him the way he rejected her. He couldn't live with that. Spike was so deep in thought that he didn't notice a blond haired women sit on the table in front of him. She looked down, and deep into his eyes. He noticed that they were familiar. Very familiar. Spike gripped his own arm as he got the chills.
"Hey, Spike. Glad you came back. We've missed you. I've missed you." Spike raised a brow to signify that he had no idea who she or we were. As soon as he did that the woman put a sad face on. She was clearly embarrassed. She probably thought she had the wrong person.
"Are you Spike Spiegel?" the girl asked. Spike nodded in agreement. The girl told him her name was Jessica, and she sat in his lap. Spike tried to push her off, but she wouldn't budge. The action was familiar, and she noticed. Quickly she got off him, and told him that she worked there. Spike remembered now that he always came to this bar, but he had pushed it all away. Now a very familiar girl was in front of him. Reminding him of the past. The girl looked away as a tear fell down her cheek. Spike cursed himself. He hated when women cried.
Jessica waved her hand, and started to leave. Hurt by Spike. With a quick hand, Spike caught her, and pulled her to the table. He wanted to know his past. He wanted to know who she was.
"Tell me my past. Who are you? Why do you know me?" Spike muttered. Jessica gripped Spike's arm with all her strength. She didn't want him to leave. With a silent gasp Spike went along with her as she pulled him away to a small room. There she began to talk.
"You came here when you worked for god knows what. You never told me. Just kept on lying about your job, and it was secret. Never told me. Vicious is the one introduced us. Ironic? Well, we went out. One day you fell in love with an angel, and left me here." Jessica looked down as she told it. He had left a love broken waitress in the pit of hell. Spike gulped, and looked at Jessica. "You can stay here tonight. I know you need a place to stay." Jessica seemed to know a lot about Spike. Spike smiled, and nodded.
Jessica left to go back to work. Hiding her feelings was clearly hard for her. Spike told her to meet him there at six. He had yelled it after her, but she had heard. Spike didn't know that. Quickly Spike took off his clothes, and jumped into the bath.
Jessica smiled, and warned herself not to get any ideas. She reminded herself that Spike was her old boyfriend and not new. The whole time that Spike had been gone, Jessica had been silently crying. Eight years of crying. Spike had always been a jerk, and her friends had warned her. Stealing the kisses she held for some one that loved her. Spike had stolen her heart forever. Jessica glanced at the clock. It was six, and Jessica hadn't noticed. It was six since they had entered the room. Jessica ran back up to the room, and ran in. Spike was there, but had his back to her. He was in the tub.
Rifaye- what should happen next? Answer me please? Please?