Title: A Second Chance to Start Over.
Author: Suzie
Feedback: Love it.

Rating: PG-13 for now, NC-17 will come later.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of it but the plot.

Summary: Buffy moves to LA after her breakup with Riley, and she meets someone that will change her life forever. Can she open her heart up to another man?

Dedication: To Ms Hyde for always keeping me inspired to keep writing and of course the awesome beta job she always does.

Author's notes: This is my first attempt to write a story, so please be nice. Constructive criticism is always welcome!! I'm sorry I totally forgot to post the new chapter here guys. I'm really trying to work on chapter five and I hope to have something out very soon.

"Leaving so soon, are you?" Riley asked.

"You have a lot of nerve to ask me that, especially after you put on that little show in the bedroom. Do you think I was really going to stay after what you did?" Buffy asked angrily.

"You know this all your fault. If you hadn't made me wait till we were married to have sex with you, I wouldn't have had to go out and find someone else," Riley yelled.

"I can't believe you said that after I sacrificed everything to be with you. I lost everyone that I have ever cared about because of being with you," Buffy said, after getting off the bed and standing in front of him. "If you're going to blame someone, you need to blame yourself. I did not do this." With that said, she slapped him. Picking up her bags and getting ready to walk out of the room, Buffy said, "I really hate you."

"You're not leaving yet," Riley said, grabbing her and pushing her to the wall. "I want to have some fun before you leave."

"Riley," she sighed and shook her head. "What is wrong with you?"

"What is wrong with me?" He echoed through the bedroom. His expression changed from one moment to the next. Gone was the smirk and it was replaced with anger, even hatred. "I want to get to touch you before any other guy does. I'm sorry. I know that I'm being very selfish when it comes to getting what I want."

"You fucking asshole!" Buffy said. She tried to slap him again, but Riley grabbed her hands before she could.

"Tsk.Tsk. None of that," Riley said smirking.

Without another warning, he grabbed her, pushed her to the floor, and was over her pulling at her clothes. His ragged breathing was in her ear. She could feel the evidence of what he was planning to do to her pressed against her thigh.

"No!" Buffy exclaimed, pushing at him as much as she could. Suddenly, she felt a sting against her cheek. He had slapped her!

"Be a good girl and it will be less painful for you," he said as he rubbed the cheek he had just slapped. "I do love you, Buffy," Riley said as he started kissing down her neck.

"Riley, please stop. You're hurting me," Buffy pleaded.

"I can't. I want you so badly. I want to know what all those other guys feel when they're inside of you," Riley said as he started to unbutton his pants.

"Riley," Buffy said shaking as she grabbed his face. "I never had sex with any of them. I lied about them. I was afraid you wouldn't want me if I told you I was still a virgin," Buffy said, crying.

"What?" Riley asked, looking at her. "You lied to me?"

"Buffy, are you here? Willow wanted me to help you with you bags," Oz said as he climbed the stairs.

"Oz, help me!" Buffy cried out as she pushed Riley off of her.

Buffy, panting heavily, bolted upright in her bed, her whole body bathed in sweat. 'Oh god!' As the tears streaked her cheeks, Buffy wondered if this particular nightmare would ever end.

She had suffered that same dream several times over the last couple of months. She closed her eyes against the images that were still burning in her mind. "Damn Riley! Damn that asshole!" Why had he done this to her? Of course, that was a dumb question. She knew exactly why he did it. He wanted to show her that he could sill get to her. She would never be able to forget him and the horrible night that he almost raped her. If it hadn't been for Oz, Riley would have succeeded.

Looking at her clock, the digital numbers displayed 2:30 AM. She decided to get up, knowing she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep after her nightmare of Riley.

She went down stairs and into the kitchen. She grabbed one of Doyle's beers out of the fridge, and drank it down thirstily, hoping that it would help calm her down some.

With a heavy sigh, she pushed herself away from the fridge, walked to the living room, and sat down on the sofa. Eventually, sleep claimed her.

Buffy was startled awake by a loud knocking at her door, causing her to jump off the sofa. She rubbed her eyes sleepily, as she looked at the clock to see that it was nine in the morning.

Hearing the knocking again and knowing that who ever was at the door was not going to go away, Buffy decided to go and answer it.

"I'm coming," Buffy said gruffly. She was not a morning person, certainly not a cheerful one.

She looked through the peephole. Angel was standing there at the door, looking incredible sexy in his t-shirt and jeans. She turned around, leaning her back against the door, heaving shuddered breaths to calm herself down.

Buffy quickly glanced at the mirror on the wall opposite her. She was horrified by her disheveled appearance. 'Oh no, I look terrible,' she thought. Frantically, she started to fix her hair as much as possible.

Finally answering the door, Buffy said, "Hey, sorry… I didn't mean to leave you standing here so long," Buffy said, stumbling through her apology. She stepped back from the door, silently inviting him in.

'My god! She looks even more gorgeous when she wakes up,' Angel thought, as he stepped in the door, closing it behind him. "I hope you don't mind my coming over without calling. I was hoping that we could have breakfast together, if you didn't mind," Angel offered.

"Well, that depends on what kind of goodies you brought me," Buffy said sweetly.

"Muffins and coffee." Angel said grinning. He held up two brown bags, one in each hand, to show her.

"Ooh, my favorite," Buffy said as she led them to the sofa.

"I will be right back. I'm going to grab a couple of plates from the kitchen."

"Okay," Angel said, as he started getting their breakfast out of the bag.

Buffy didn't say another word. Instead, she turned and went into the kitchen. She started looking through the cabinets for some plates. "Shit, Doyle, where do you keep the plates?" Buffy asked, as she continued searching the cabinets. Finally finding the plates, Buffy accidentally grabbed too many and a few of them fell on the floor, smashing into little pieces.

"Damn it," Buffy whimpered. Pain seized her foot. Buffy looked down to see a chunk of glass lodged in her foot. There was glass everywhere and some of her blood was starting to drip onto the kitchen floor.

Hearing the crash, Angel quickly made his way to her. Buffy looked up helplessly when she saw Angel entering the kitchen. "I'm sorry I'm so clumsy," Buffy said as tears shone in her eyes.

"Hey, it's going to be okay," Angel said. He knelt down to her and cupped her face in his hands. Gingerly, he wiped a tear that had started a track down her cheek. "Take a deep breath. We'll clean this up together, okay? Are you badly hurt? Let's take a look at the wound first."

TBC...

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