Thanks for the wonderful feedback!! Here's part 2, I hope you like! Yay for Riley bashing!! Yay!! Anywhoo, I don't know exactly what they say at weddings, but I think you get the gist of it. Also, // denotes flashbacks.
Part 2/?
Buffy awoke early the next morning, and was out of the house before Riley was even up. That was normal though, she couldn't remember a day when Riley had been up before her.
// "Buffy, wake up. It's Christmas." Riley said. //
Buffy sat patiently at her desk. She had called Liam O'Connor, one of the nation's leading businessmen earlier that morning. He hadn't called back yet. She tapped her pencil lightly on the wood desk she sat at. The phone rang, and it startled her. "Hello, Buffy Summers speaking."
"Hi, Liam O'Connor." Angel said. Buffy's heart quickened. The interview.
"Yes," Buffy managed to say.
"You left a message on my machine, about an interview." Angel prodded.
"Yes, um, well, can I? Interview you, I mean?" Buffy stammered. She was a bit tongue-tied.
"Yeah, I was calling to set up a date." Angel said.
'Date? He said date?' Buffy thought.
"When can we meet?" Angel asked.
"Um, how about tomorrow afternoon. 2:30 at the Wolfgang Puck Cafe on Sunset Blvd?" Buffy asked.
"Sounds good. I'll see you there." Angel said, and hung up.
"Bye," Buffy said.
*
"Riley! I got the interview! He called me, we're meeting tomorrow at 2:30, tomorrow!" Buffy beamed, as she ran into the kitchen. Riley wasn't there. She ran up the stairs and into her office. "Riley?" She called again. She almost skipped to their bedroom because she was so happy. "Riley!" She called, before opening the door. She heard shuffling sounds, but she went in, not seeming to notice.
"Buffy," Riley gasped. He lay in bed, naked, with another woman.
"Riley!" She screamed. Tears flooded down her cheeks. The woman pulled the sheet around her and pulled on her clothes. "How could you?" She whispered, clutching a fist to her chest. "You bastard! I thought you *loved* me!" She screamed at him. She ran from the room, her chipper mood immediately crushed.
"Buffy, wait, it's not what you think." Riley called after her. But he didn't make a move to stop her.
Buffy ran down the stairs and out the door. The sun was setting, but she ran. She ran from him. He had lied to her. He promised to love her always and forever, and now that promise was broken. He had smashed her heart. She ran to the only logical place. Willow's.
Buffy pounded on the door. "Coming," Willow called. Buffy waited quietly, trying in vain to dry her tears.
"Buffy, what's wrong?" Willow asked, motioning for her to come in.
"Riley." Buffy bit off. "I caught him cheating on me, in our own bed!" She cried. Fresh tears ran down her already tear streaked face.
"Oh, god, Buffy, I'm sorry." Willow said, at a loss. She fixed a pot of coffee and sat a steaming cup down in front of Buffy. They sat in silence. Buffy didn't want to talk about it. Finally, she did.
"I was so excited. Liam O'Connor had called, and we had set up a meeting. I was going to get to interview him. So, I came home and I ran around the house looking for him, and I finally looked in our room. There he was, in bed with his whore." Buffy cried out.
"Buffy, there's nothing I can say to make things better, maybe you should talk to Riley." Willow said.
"No, never. I *never* want to talk to him again!" Buffy screamed.
"It's okay, I'm sorry." Willow said, hoping to calm her down.
"I guess I should go home. If he knows what's best for him, he'll leave." Buffy said angrily.
Riley was still there when Buffy finally came home.
"What are *you* doing here?" She asked angrily.
"I live here!" He yelled back.
"Get out!" She said her voice just above a whisper.
"This is my apartment, too. Why don't you leave?" Riley asked.
"Me, me leave? I'm not the one who slept with someone else Riley!" Her voice shook with anger.
"It was a mistake." He said.
"Damn straight." She spat.
"But, I'm sorry." He said, a little calmer.
"God, you really are dense, aren't you? 'I'm sorry' won't make it better." Buffy yelled at him.
"Then what will?" Riley asked.
"I don't know. Maybe we should just get a divorce!" Buffy said anger evident in her voice.
"What? A divorce?" Riley asked.
"Yeah, then you can *legally* be with your slut!" Buffy screamed.
"Fine by me!" Riley yelled, storming out of the apartment.
"Fine!" Buffy screamed into the night, before she collapsed to the ground, clutching her fists.
// Riley, do you take Buffy Summers to be your wedded wife?" The priest asked.
"I do." Riley smiled.
"Buffy, do you take Riley Finn to be your wedded husband?" Father Gabriel asked.
"I do." Buffy smiled, tears streaming down her face.
"Then, by the power invested in me, and the state of California, I pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Riley leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his new wife's sweet lips. //
Part 2/?
Buffy awoke early the next morning, and was out of the house before Riley was even up. That was normal though, she couldn't remember a day when Riley had been up before her.
// "Buffy, wake up. It's Christmas." Riley said. //
Buffy sat patiently at her desk. She had called Liam O'Connor, one of the nation's leading businessmen earlier that morning. He hadn't called back yet. She tapped her pencil lightly on the wood desk she sat at. The phone rang, and it startled her. "Hello, Buffy Summers speaking."
"Hi, Liam O'Connor." Angel said. Buffy's heart quickened. The interview.
"Yes," Buffy managed to say.
"You left a message on my machine, about an interview." Angel prodded.
"Yes, um, well, can I? Interview you, I mean?" Buffy stammered. She was a bit tongue-tied.
"Yeah, I was calling to set up a date." Angel said.
'Date? He said date?' Buffy thought.
"When can we meet?" Angel asked.
"Um, how about tomorrow afternoon. 2:30 at the Wolfgang Puck Cafe on Sunset Blvd?" Buffy asked.
"Sounds good. I'll see you there." Angel said, and hung up.
"Bye," Buffy said.
*
"Riley! I got the interview! He called me, we're meeting tomorrow at 2:30, tomorrow!" Buffy beamed, as she ran into the kitchen. Riley wasn't there. She ran up the stairs and into her office. "Riley?" She called again. She almost skipped to their bedroom because she was so happy. "Riley!" She called, before opening the door. She heard shuffling sounds, but she went in, not seeming to notice.
"Buffy," Riley gasped. He lay in bed, naked, with another woman.
"Riley!" She screamed. Tears flooded down her cheeks. The woman pulled the sheet around her and pulled on her clothes. "How could you?" She whispered, clutching a fist to her chest. "You bastard! I thought you *loved* me!" She screamed at him. She ran from the room, her chipper mood immediately crushed.
"Buffy, wait, it's not what you think." Riley called after her. But he didn't make a move to stop her.
Buffy ran down the stairs and out the door. The sun was setting, but she ran. She ran from him. He had lied to her. He promised to love her always and forever, and now that promise was broken. He had smashed her heart. She ran to the only logical place. Willow's.
Buffy pounded on the door. "Coming," Willow called. Buffy waited quietly, trying in vain to dry her tears.
"Buffy, what's wrong?" Willow asked, motioning for her to come in.
"Riley." Buffy bit off. "I caught him cheating on me, in our own bed!" She cried. Fresh tears ran down her already tear streaked face.
"Oh, god, Buffy, I'm sorry." Willow said, at a loss. She fixed a pot of coffee and sat a steaming cup down in front of Buffy. They sat in silence. Buffy didn't want to talk about it. Finally, she did.
"I was so excited. Liam O'Connor had called, and we had set up a meeting. I was going to get to interview him. So, I came home and I ran around the house looking for him, and I finally looked in our room. There he was, in bed with his whore." Buffy cried out.
"Buffy, there's nothing I can say to make things better, maybe you should talk to Riley." Willow said.
"No, never. I *never* want to talk to him again!" Buffy screamed.
"It's okay, I'm sorry." Willow said, hoping to calm her down.
"I guess I should go home. If he knows what's best for him, he'll leave." Buffy said angrily.
Riley was still there when Buffy finally came home.
"What are *you* doing here?" She asked angrily.
"I live here!" He yelled back.
"Get out!" She said her voice just above a whisper.
"This is my apartment, too. Why don't you leave?" Riley asked.
"Me, me leave? I'm not the one who slept with someone else Riley!" Her voice shook with anger.
"It was a mistake." He said.
"Damn straight." She spat.
"But, I'm sorry." He said, a little calmer.
"God, you really are dense, aren't you? 'I'm sorry' won't make it better." Buffy yelled at him.
"Then what will?" Riley asked.
"I don't know. Maybe we should just get a divorce!" Buffy said anger evident in her voice.
"What? A divorce?" Riley asked.
"Yeah, then you can *legally* be with your slut!" Buffy screamed.
"Fine by me!" Riley yelled, storming out of the apartment.
"Fine!" Buffy screamed into the night, before she collapsed to the ground, clutching her fists.
// Riley, do you take Buffy Summers to be your wedded wife?" The priest asked.
"I do." Riley smiled.
"Buffy, do you take Riley Finn to be your wedded husband?" Father Gabriel asked.
"I do." Buffy smiled, tears streaming down her face.
"Then, by the power invested in me, and the state of California, I pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Riley leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his new wife's sweet lips. //