Ana's POV:
After the terrible wake up call from Spike I throw some clothes on in a rush to get away from him with burning cheeks. I couldn't understand why I was so embarrassed about it, I mean I'm used to him walking in on me and vice versa so why was it suddenly bothering me.
Stomping up the stairs I hear a heavy slam behind me, must be Spike returning to Dru I sneer to myself with a sour feeling in my chest. It couldn't be, no, no way.
"Oh my holy fudge korean jesus, I'm jealous" I put my hands over my mouth in shock, I couldn't believe it. Was I truly jealous of Drusilla and her relationship with Spike. I curse angrily under my breath, walking out of the crypt and slam the door dramatically behind me.
Taking a step forward I instantly curse out loud, I forgot my jacket. Again. Then sun was shining down on me and if I was smart (which I'm not) then I should go back and get my stupid jacket. "Nahh" I wave off with a smile. Who needs protection anyways.
Skipping down the cemetery, I hum a happy melody, my once bad mood drifting away with the wind. Getting odd looks and glares from people visiting their dead loved ones wasn't anything new and I was mostly used to it by now. After several years living in a crypt, one learns to ignore the simple minded humans.
Anyways, seeing as I had nothing planned today and didn't really want to go back to the crypt and face the object of my now conflicting feelings I had a lot of time to kill. Almost too much in fact, until the sun goes down because then he will wake up and I can go back and sleep. Way to fuck up my sleep schedule. I walk out of the cemetery and into the busy streets of New York and blend into the masses, happy for the slight coverage the high buildings provided. I actually had no idea how long I could be in the sun until I burned to a crisp, stupid overkill "allergy".
I walk to a nearby park, one of the plusses was that I didn't know the way back so I would actually have an excuse why I was gone for so long when I eventually return. Spike knew how bad I was with directions, I could get lost in a room shaped like a circle. I plop down on one of the wooden benches in front of a small pond and stare at the many ducks swimming around with their babies. If only I had some bread I could joing the band of old people a few benches down, alas I was breadless. I let out a tired breath and slump down even further on my bench.
"Here, have some chocolate" The voice on an angel tell me with an outstretched hand full of chocolate. I look up at the angel and was blinded by the light the female was throwing my way. She had all white or grey clothes on and a large beaming smile on her pretty face. Her blonde hair was gently moved by the wind.
"Thanks" I smile at her, realising I stared at her.
"Can I sit down?" The angel ask me, gesturing to the empty spot beside me.
I scoot over a bit "Well, you brought me chocolate so of course you can sit down" I tell her with a small closed mouthed grin.
"My dad always tells me that chocolate makes everything better" She speak up, offering even more chocolate.
"Your dad was right" I mumble in between bites, with each bite I could feel some of the confusion disappearing from my crowded mind.
"So" She begin. "What's got you so tightly strung?"
"Long version or the short one?" I ask her with a grimace.
She shrug slightly. "Doesn't matter, I'm not busy"
I brush some of the crumbles off my hands before turning to her. "Well, I've known this guy for a few years now and we have the greatest friendship ever, he's the best thing in my life but now" I sigh.
"But now your feelings are changing?" She fill in sympathetically with a knowing smile.
"Yeah, I don't know when it begun but now all I want to do is have him for myself" I speak angrily.
"Woah, woah" She try to calm me, putting a hand on my shoulder.
I put my hand on hers and turn my head away. "Sorry, I just, I'm so confused right now"
She pull me in a hug and even though I'm not really a people person or a cuddly person in general, except for people close to me of course, I return the hug. I guess I didn't realise that I needed a hug and some comforting words, I already felt a lot better and lighter than I did when I first left the crypt.
"So what do I do?" I ask with a hopeless look in my eyes.
"If it's meant to be it will happen, trust me. Besides I'm almost 100% sure it's mutual so my advice to you is to take it slow and let it take the time it needs." She tell me and with one last hug she leave.
I yell a thank you at her back and I sit up straighter with a happy smile on my face. I just needed to take it slow and not rush into anything until I was sure what I or Spike was feeling. Though he had been acting kind of odd lately. I look down on the spot the angel occupied just a minute ago and find a small green post-it note with neat scribbling on it. I pick it up and read what it say with a small grin on my face, it was a phone number. Her phone number and a small inspirational quote scribbled underneath.
With a new spring in my step I leave my bench, not to go back to the crypt, nahh but I was too excited to sit still.
AN: From now on the chapters will be in Ana's POV unless it says something else on top. I'd love to hear what you think so please vote, review, comment whatever, just don't be silent readers!
