Crazy Love
Summary: Angel parents think he's crazy. They send him to a mental institution where he meets Buffy. AU
By: Sara
Chapter 2
Angel's POV
"Wake up, Angel!" I heard a female voice shout in my ear. What the hell? I groaned and opened my eyes to see Buffy's staring down at me. Then I sat up in the bed.
"What's going on?" I mumbled and got slowly out of bed, while Buffy kept staring at me.
"Come on." Buffy smiled, while tugging on my arm. I noticed she wasn't wearing a straight jacket anymore. That's a good thing, right?
Buffy pulled me out of my room and I just followed her. She looked really happy and excited so I didn't even question her. Not very smart of me to follow a crazy person.
I ended up in a big room where people were taking a pottery class.
"I love clay." She announced proudly and she smiled brightly at me. I just raised my eyebrow at her comment. I followed her to the corner of the room where Willow and another girl were mashing the clay in their hands.
"Hey!" Willow looked up from her clay to greet them and Buffy sat next to her.
"This is Anya, she is an ex-demon." Buffy informed me and pointed to the other girl. She looked like she was making a hundred dollar bill out of the clay. Weird.
"No kidding!" I acted like I believed her and she just smiled at me. This takes dumb blond to a whole new level. I sat down next to them and sighed deciding just to play along. What's the worst that could happen? Buffy could slay me. I frowned at the thought.
Then one of the nurses came to our table and gave Buffy and me each a piece of clay. He looked at us like we were freaks and I felt my fist tighten. I took a deep breath and decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. We are freaks. Besides knocking someone out wasn't going to get me out of here, but it would give me some satisfaction.
Hour Later
Anya sure likes to hear her self talk. She's been blabbing for an hour. I finally tuned her out and just worked with the clay. Willow and Buffy were both quiet and Anya's voice was still driving me crazy.
I focused on the clay. I was surprised how good the angel I made out of clay came out. I grimaced at the thought of my older brother calling me a fag for making an angel out of clay.
I was about to pound the clay angel with my fist when Buffy grabbed my attention.
"Oh, its such a pretty angel. Angel made an angel. How neat!" Buffy stated and clapped her hands in excitement. I smiled brightly at her; she sure knew how to cheer me up.
"You can have it." I told her and handed her the angel.
"Thanks, Angel!" She giggled and grabbed the angel from my hands. Then she bended over and kissed my cheek.
"Look what I made!" She exclaimed and showed me the stake she made out of clay. I tried hard not to roll my eyes. Of course I fall for the freaks.
I apologize for such a short chapter.
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