Title: Love Troubles
Rating: M
Disclaimer: If I owned them, do you think I would need one?
Spoilers: It's been a few years since BTVS stopped being created. There should be nothing to spoil should there?
Summary: And everything goes to hell. Or does it?

Love Troubles

Chapter One

Buffy limped into the bathroom, holding her back. Her leg muscles were cramped, her back was throbbing and her head was spinning. And to top it all off, if I had to eat Double Meat Palace again, I swear I'm gonna hurl. she thought while turning on the hot water. She didn't hear the bathroom door open and close. Standing, she held her back, keeping in a groan of pain. Breaking a headstone with you back after getting kicked by a vamp hurt.

The bathroom door opened. "Are you hurt? You're not movin' so well?" Spike asked. He shut the door she went over by the sink.

It's over, why can't you just leave me alone? "Get out," she said, looking into the basin of the sink.

"We have to talk," he said, moving away from the door. She turned around, shaking her head slightly.

"I really don't."

"Well, this isn't just about you...as much as you'd like it to be," he stated. Buffy crossed her arms. She was tired and hurt.

"You spoke, I listened. Now leave," she commanded.

"I'm sorry. Not that it matters anymore, but I needed you to know that."

"Why?"

"Because I care about you." Fucking liar, her mind sneered.

"Then you might want to try the not sleeping with my friends."

Spike sighed. "I didn't go to Anya for that, I was looking for a spell." Buffy stood there, disbelief and outrage rolling through her.

"You were going to use a spell on me?" she cried. Spike sighed harder.

"It wasn't for you. I wanted something." He patted his chest. "Anything to make these feeling stop. I just wanted them to stop!" He chuckled. "You should've let him kill me," Spike said softly, looking at the rug. Buffy averted her gaze momentarily.

"I couldn't do that."

"Why?" he asked as she went over to the tub and shut off the water.

"You know why."

"Because you love me."

"No, I don't," she said, voice strong. I though I did, but I was wrong.

"Why do you keep lying to yourself?" he asked, moving towards her. His voice sounded strange, but she brushed it off.

"Why do you keep lying to yourself?" It's pointless Buffy.

"How many times-I have feelings for you, I do. But not love." Her voice took an angry and disgusted edge as she spat out the words. "I could never trust you enough for it to be love." Spike laughed.

"Trust, is for old marrieds Buffy. Great love...is wild...and passionate and dangerous. It burns and consumes."

"Until there's nothing left. Love like that doesn't last." He began moving towards her in a arch.

"I know you feel like I do. you don't have to hide it anymore," he declared, stopping in front of her.

"Spike please stop this," she requested, rolling her eyes heavenward.

"Let yourself feel it," he almost whispered, stepping so he was inches from her. He grabbed her left wrist and right hip in a vice grip, his speed making it so she had no chance to flee. She pushed him away slightly.

"No!" He moved back to her.

"You love me," he said, grabbing her upper arms, shaking her as she tries to make him let go.

"Ow, no, stop it!"

"You love me." His face is red as he grabbed part of the bathroom.

"Spike, stop! Ow! What are you doing? Ow!"

"You love me," he said again, trying to convince her. They continued, him grabbing at her robe, she trying to get away.

Buffy slipped, tried to grab the shower curtain and hit her injured back on the tub. There was a cracking sound."Ow! Oh!" she grunted, pain racking her body.

Spike grabbed her, pressing his forehead to hers and trying to kiss her. She keeps struggling.

"Let it go. Let yourself love me." Buffy continued grunting in pain as she tried to fight him off. He keeps grabbing for her flailing arms. "Buffy, Buffy."

"Spike, no! Ow, I'm hurt," she cried out in protest as he tried to kiss her again. She falls to the side, towards the door. He was atop her in seconds, grabbing and her thigh and back, and then flipped her over when his fingers found purchase.

She began protesting with renewed desperation. "Ow! Don't! No!" The Slayer is now just a woman fighting for her what every woman hold dear as he pinned her wrist to the floor, straddling her. She cried in pain as he hisses, his icy hands burning her flesh. "Stop! Ow! Stop it!" she pleaded, chocking.

"I know you felt it...when I was inside of you." Buffy grunted in pain, tears running from her eyes.

"No! No!" She kicked him away and crawled a little before he grabbed her ankle and yanked her back to him, resuming his position. "Please, please! Spike, please stop," she cried, half sobbing. She couldn't even think, except that she knew what was going to happen.

"You'll feel it again Buffy-"

"Please don't do this!" she sobbed, renewing her struggles yet again.

"-I'll make you feel it!" he said, snatching her robe and tearing it, exposing her breasts.

"Stop!" she screamed. With a last burst of Slayer strength, she kicked him off. But it's not enough. He quickly went over to her, smashing her wrist to the floor; there was a sickening crack as her arm hit the tile floor. He wrapped his legs around her thighs, effectively holding her in place. Something snapped in her thighs as she squirmed and bucked, trying to throw him off.

Spike ripped the robe from her body. Buffy screams echo in the room. "I'll show you how you felt. You love me, and you will admit it!" he exclaimed, lowering his mouth to hers and giving her a bruising kiss while shifting his lower body. She bite his lip and he pulled away.

Sobbing, her screams are the loudest ever as he plunges into her dry body. Blood was drawn from the friction is the only thing stopping him from comply ripping out her vaginal walls as he raped her. He switched her wrists to one hand and mauled her breasts with the other. She's just sobbing, all fight gone. Broken, bruised, and battered, she only curled onto a ball after he pulled out, finished. She never heard him leave through the window. Buffy Summers, Slayer, passed out as her blood flowed.
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A.N. wow! any comments? Only the first chapter folks. Notice how Spike kept speaking in past tense? Plz revie.