This is my first Buffy the Vampire Slayer fic so go easy on me, peoples. Buffy and co. do not belong to me, but to the WB network. This will eventually go into the 'Angel' series. I'll make this a series if anyone wants me to, so let me know. By the way I'm totally ignoring the whole 'Willow's a lesbian thing.'
Buffy's Betrayel, Willow's Gain
Willow looked out the window and then looked at the paper notebook that
had Buffy's name scribbled all over it and sighed. She stood up picked up the book and walked out the door.
When she reached his house she shook her head and thought *One day I am going to get that boy to remember that school is important.* she smiled to herself *Yeah like that'll happen* she walked into his house without bothering to knock. She was so closed to the Harris' that she was practically part of the family. She went directly to the kitchen, because if he's not in there then he would be in either two other places: his bedroom or the living room. She shook her head and smiled. Xander was in the living room she cold hear him. She frowned. He wasn't talking right. His voice was muffled. She peaked into the living room and almost dropped dead.
Xander was not alone in the room. Buffy was with him and they were going at it like dogs. They were both completely naked and she could tell what was going on. She stepped back placed the notebook softly on the table and walked out the door. When she got to the street she ran.
Her eyes blinded by tears she didn't see the shadowy figure watching her with a look of pure hatred. Hatred for the two who were sopposed to be her best friends. The two who had hurt her in ways they didn't think they were capable of.
Silently he walked after her. Careful not to let Willow know he was back. For a little visit. He knew why he had come back. He had wanted to see her again. See the way her eyes sparkled with life and happiness. The way she stood bravely besides her so called friends. He just wanted to see her. Angel missed Willow. There was no way around it.
Willow wasn't sure where she was going. Truthfully she didn't care. She ran into an alley and ran into a wall. No not a wall she realized. A Vampire. She looked at him and said "have supper yet?" then she tilted her head to show him her neck. She saw him grin. "No. What's on the menu?" He leaned in close about to suck her dry when he suddenly turned to a pile of ashes.
Angel could not believe what he was seeing. Willow had given up. She was ready to end it. He did the only thing that came to mind. He took his stake from his pocket and stabbed the vamp that was going to take her away from him.
She looked up and her eyes widened when she saw who had saved her. "A…A…Angel?" she stuttered. *He looks good. Damn I shouldn't be thinking that right now.* she scolded herself. As she he helped her up the rational part of her brain said *but he does look good*
Angel was stunned. What had happened that made sweet Willow want to end it all? He realized a moment later that was a idiotic question. She had just seen her best friend and her secret love having sex. Why wouldn't she be upset? He offered her a hand up. He smiled. She tentivly smiled back. If vampires could sigh he would be doing so now. That was a good sign that she had smiled. He looked at her and said "He doesn't deserve you. He's an idiot if he doesn't see what a beautiful, sweet, loving young woman you are."
Willow stared at Angel, what he had just said replaying over in her mind. She looked at him sadly. "I'm not beautiful to him. I'm nothing but Willow Rosenburg, childhood friend and companiun, to him." She started sobbing and Angel did the only thing he could think of at that moment. He pulled her close and hugged her. She sobbed onto his shoulder and her tiny frame shook with each sob.
"Yes, you are beautiful. Your beautiful on the inside and out and any guy who doesn't notice what a prize you are is definitely not worth it" *and if I wasn't such a coward I would tell her how much I love her. But I can't. She could never love me the way I love her.* Angel told himself. He sighed. Willow had finally stopped sobbing and had reduced to sniffles. She looked up at him. She smiled again. "So how long you in town for?"
He chuckled. That was the Willow he knew. Always thinking of others before herself. "A week. Wesley, Gunn, and Cordy will be mad when they find out I left town. I left them a letter, so they know where I am. But the sooner I head back, the less of a tantrum Cordy will throw." She giggled. Then she got all serious and asked a question that surprised him "Do think the agency has room for a low level witch, good researcher and former slayerette?"
Angel looked at Willow and saw that she wanted to leave. She wanted to leave the pain behind. He smiled. "Yes, we do and I know for a fact that Cordy does miss you, even if she won't admit it. She'll be thrilled to have another female in the agency. She gets lonely sometimes." Willow smiled and said "can we leave in two days? That will give me time to pack and to say good bye." He smiled in return and replied "Anything you want."