The times we had, my friend, Part 1 of 3
"Like the naked leads the blind
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind
Sucker love, I always find
Someone to bruise and leave behind
All alone in space of time
There's nothing here, but what here's mine
Something borrowed, something blue
Every me and every you"
--Placebo
Spike rose onto the top of the cliff. It was the same cliff where Angel had wanted to kill himself, but Buffy saved him. Now, was Buffy going to save Spike?
Spike's eyes fixed on one place in Sunnydale and that was Buffy's house. He could just see it perched up and raised high. It was the only thing that Spike stared at. Nothing else bothered him. Not even the fact that the sun was about to rise in an hour or so. Spike knew this. He knew that he was going to start burning any time now, but that was his plan... to die. If he couldn't have Buffy then there's nothing left he could possibly live for. The pain and hurt that she caused his heart would all vanish if he was dead and so this was the path that Spike was going to take.
May 01, 1997
Buffy had never saw that man before. He was hovering about quietly in a dark corner.
"Come out!" Buffy demanded, "What are you doing back there?" She got no reply.
Buffy could see that it was a man with dark hair and she soon figured out that he was a vampire by the clothes he had on.
"My name's Angel" the man whispered, "I- I think you're beautiful" he continued and Buffy blushed.
In the same dark corner, there was another man who was also a vampire. His eyes were on fire and he was getting extremely jealous of Angel and Buffy, but he did nothing. He just stood back in the corner and Buffy never saw him.
July 17th, 1998
"She's still with that two-faced coward, Angel?" A rusty voice yelled, "WHY? WHY!!" and he threw a wine bottle through a glass window.
His hands were clenched tight, his expression changed. He was feeling evil everyday that Angel was with Buffy. Buffy was meant for him not Angel. Angel had said that he could win Buffy any day and Spike knew this was true.
May 20, 2001
And now here Spike was. He was jealous of Angel and that's why he hated him so much. Angel always got everything he ever wanted. The love, the power, the girl. All Spike wanted was the girl. No way was he going to get her now, so that was why he was standing on top of the cliff waiting for the sun to come out.
December 2000
"Spike. God you're gorgeous! I think I'm falling in love with you! Come see me! BUFFY!" Spike listened to his message on his answering machine. He never thought that he would ever hear that from Buffy. He had only got the answering machine so that she could contact him when she needed help, but this was unexpected.
So, like the message told him to, Spike went round to Buffy's and confronted her.
"You did so!" Spike argued back when Buffy denied that she left that message.
"No I didn't! Stop being immature, Spike! I'd rather milk cows than say that I'm falling in love with you!" Buffy snapped, "And if I did do, I probably was drunk!" Buffy cried harshly.
And that's what made Spike click. On the message that Buffy left, she did sound a bit 'out of it'.
"I'm sorry" Spike mumbled and left her house, "And Happy Christmas".
May 20, 2001
A tear rolled down Spike's face. How could he have been so stupid at the time? It was obvious that Buffy didn't mean what she had said on the message. She would never say anything like that to Spike and now he couldn't be Spike anymore. He'd be gone, dust ... dead in about an hour.
He was wishing deeply that Buffy would come running up to him any second now and save him.
"Fat chance" Spike whispered to himself.
It was all too fairytale for him and so he stood there waiting for the sun and (deep inside) waiting for Buffy.
TO BE CONTINUED....
"Like the naked leads the blind
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind
Sucker love, I always find
Someone to bruise and leave behind
All alone in space of time
There's nothing here, but what here's mine
Something borrowed, something blue
Every me and every you"
--Placebo
Spike rose onto the top of the cliff. It was the same cliff where Angel had wanted to kill himself, but Buffy saved him. Now, was Buffy going to save Spike?
Spike's eyes fixed on one place in Sunnydale and that was Buffy's house. He could just see it perched up and raised high. It was the only thing that Spike stared at. Nothing else bothered him. Not even the fact that the sun was about to rise in an hour or so. Spike knew this. He knew that he was going to start burning any time now, but that was his plan... to die. If he couldn't have Buffy then there's nothing left he could possibly live for. The pain and hurt that she caused his heart would all vanish if he was dead and so this was the path that Spike was going to take.
May 01, 1997
Buffy had never saw that man before. He was hovering about quietly in a dark corner.
"Come out!" Buffy demanded, "What are you doing back there?" She got no reply.
Buffy could see that it was a man with dark hair and she soon figured out that he was a vampire by the clothes he had on.
"My name's Angel" the man whispered, "I- I think you're beautiful" he continued and Buffy blushed.
In the same dark corner, there was another man who was also a vampire. His eyes were on fire and he was getting extremely jealous of Angel and Buffy, but he did nothing. He just stood back in the corner and Buffy never saw him.
July 17th, 1998
"She's still with that two-faced coward, Angel?" A rusty voice yelled, "WHY? WHY!!" and he threw a wine bottle through a glass window.
His hands were clenched tight, his expression changed. He was feeling evil everyday that Angel was with Buffy. Buffy was meant for him not Angel. Angel had said that he could win Buffy any day and Spike knew this was true.
May 20, 2001
And now here Spike was. He was jealous of Angel and that's why he hated him so much. Angel always got everything he ever wanted. The love, the power, the girl. All Spike wanted was the girl. No way was he going to get her now, so that was why he was standing on top of the cliff waiting for the sun to come out.
December 2000
"Spike. God you're gorgeous! I think I'm falling in love with you! Come see me! BUFFY!" Spike listened to his message on his answering machine. He never thought that he would ever hear that from Buffy. He had only got the answering machine so that she could contact him when she needed help, but this was unexpected.
So, like the message told him to, Spike went round to Buffy's and confronted her.
"You did so!" Spike argued back when Buffy denied that she left that message.
"No I didn't! Stop being immature, Spike! I'd rather milk cows than say that I'm falling in love with you!" Buffy snapped, "And if I did do, I probably was drunk!" Buffy cried harshly.
And that's what made Spike click. On the message that Buffy left, she did sound a bit 'out of it'.
"I'm sorry" Spike mumbled and left her house, "And Happy Christmas".
May 20, 2001
A tear rolled down Spike's face. How could he have been so stupid at the time? It was obvious that Buffy didn't mean what she had said on the message. She would never say anything like that to Spike and now he couldn't be Spike anymore. He'd be gone, dust ... dead in about an hour.
He was wishing deeply that Buffy would come running up to him any second now and save him.
"Fat chance" Spike whispered to himself.
It was all too fairytale for him and so he stood there waiting for the sun and (deep inside) waiting for Buffy.
TO BE CONTINUED....