Chapter Twenty-Three
Once they were back inside, Buffy decided to wake up Darry. Buffy quickly explained what had happened with Kellie and Darry was the first to speak.
"Kellie, what in the world what posses you to go outside in the middle of the night?" Darry asked.
Kellie shrugged. "I just wanted to know where Buffy was going." Kellie answered. "And what she was doing." She added, looking over at Buffy who had yet to provide an explanation.
"Kellie, it may be hard to understand." Buffy began. "But I'm a Slayer, of course you have no idea what that is so I will explain. I'm a vampire slayer, I kill vampires and demons and all other things that prey on the weak." Buffy said.
"So, you're like a super hero." Kellie said, attempting to process what Buffy had said. "How much do you get paid?" She asked.
"That's the thing, no one is supposed to know that I'm the Slayer. It's a secret." Buffy said.
"No one is supposed to know." Darry seconded, making sure that Kellie understood that point.
"Okay, no one is supposed to know that you're the Slayer. So, who knows, aside from me and Darry?" Kellie asked.
"Willow, Dawn, Xander, Anya, this girl named Tara but that's it." Buffy answered.
"And they don't tell anyone." Darry stressed.
"So, everyone who does know it's like a Secret Society?" Kellie asked.
"That's one way of looking at it." Buffy muttered.
"Cool." Kellie muttered.
"So, you just go out every night and save peoples' lives and no one knows?" Kellie asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." Buffy answered, thinking of her 'toy surprise' that she had got at the prom.
"That really sucks. If I were the Slayer I wouldn't save people unless they paid me." Kellie said.
"Well then," Darry muttered, "I guess we can all be happy that you're not the Slayer."
The next morning was a Saturday and Willow and Dawn quickly found out that Kellie knew about Buffy's duty as the Slayer because she kept asking Buffy questions.
"Did you ever get bit by a vampire?" "Did you ever slay a demon with two heads?" "Did you ever slay a demon that looked like a cat?" "Are zombies real?" "Do you kill a lot of things on Halloween?" (The list goes on and on)
Buffy was sick and tried of Kellie; did she ever shut up? She was just like Anya, but worse and more annoying.
As Buffy handed Dawn a plate of pancakes, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Kellie announced.
"Thank the Lord." Buffy muttered, happy to be rid of the girl.
Kellie ran into the living room and toward the door. She unlocked the door and opened it. Anya and Xander stood there.
"Hello there little girl!" Anya yelled and entered the house.
Kellie looked at her surprised. "Little girl?" She repeated, dumbfounded. "I'm nineteen years old!" She said.
Xander rested his hand on Kellie's shoulder. "Don't worry about it." He muttered and followed his fiancé into the kitchen.
Kellie rolled her eyes and shut the door. She doubted that people could be any weirder or annoying then Anya.
Back in the kitchen, Anya was helping herself to Dawn's pancakes. The fifteen-year-old was staring at the ex-demon like she was carrying the plague.
"So, how was your night?" Xander asked Buffy as she continued making pancakes.
"You know, same old thing. Staked a vampire; Kellie knows I'm the Slayer, you know same old stuff." She answered as she burned another pancake.
"Kellie knows you're the Slayer?" Xander asked.
Buffy stabbed at the pancake with the large wooden spoon (since they were out of clean spatulas) and grimaced. "This one's dead." She muttered.
"How did she find out you were the Slayer?" Xander asked.
Buffy looked at him. "She snuck out of the house and followed me. She saw me stake the vampire." Buffy answered and threw the burned pancake down the garbage disposal.
Kellie walked up behind Buffy. "You know, if you keep throwing things down there, down the garbage disposal, it'll break." Kellie said.
"That's great." Buffy muttered.
"No really, my mom did it once. She threw this rotten cabbage in the disposal and turned it on. The whole disposal caught on fire and we were like freaking out and stuff. It took us forever to put it out." Kellie said.
"I wonder why, since the sink is right there and all." Buffy muttered. "Plus if you threw a whole cabbage down the garbage disposal, yes it would break." Buffy added, looking at Kellie.
"That's not what my mom said!" Kellie defended. "She said that…" But Darry cut her off.
"Kellie, has it ever occurred to you that no one cares?" Darry asked.
Anya looked over at Darry and then at Kellie. "I want to know what happens, after you put the fire out." She said, like it was a big interesting story.
"Anya, nothing happened." Xander muttered.
Anya stood up. "No, tell us Little Girl." Anya commanded.
Kellie looked over at Anya and then at Xander. "Nothing happened." She told Anya. "And don't call me Little Girl." Kellie added.
Anya walked over to Kellie and Xander; Buffy left the area by the sink and took Anya's place at the table.
Anya studied Kellie. "I don't know anything about you." Anya said.
"Okay, I don't know anything about you either." Kellie muttered.
"What kinda movies do you like?" Anya asked.
"Horror." Kellie answered and walked over to the kitchen table.
"Me too!" Anya yelled and followed her.
Kellie sat down at the table; she looked at Willow, Darry, Buffy and Dawn. "Did you guys see the movie where this dude was killing all these people at this camp?" Kellie asked.
"No." Dawn said, speaking for all of them.
"What about the one where those cats who lived under the house attacked this baby." Kellie asked.
"No." Dawn repeated.
"How about…" Kellie started.
"NO!" Darry yelled.
Kellie looked slightly hurt. Anya looked over at her. "Did you see the movie with that girl and those aliens?" Anya asked.
"Oh yeah." Kellie said. "'Get away from her you bitch'." Kellie quoted.
Darry rolled her eyes. "I believe the line is 'Stay away from her you bitch.' And no one cares." She said.
Kellie frowned. "Well, no one asked you." She said. Then she turned to Anya. "Did you see the one where…" But once again someone cut her off.
"I think if you say that one more time I'm going to hurt you." Darry said.
Kellie stuck her tongue out at her cousin. "No one cared, you know I hate you. I'm glad I stole your Christmas present." Kellie said.
Darry looked at her, the hurt somewhat visible in her eyes. "Shut up Kellie." Darry muttered lamely.
Kellie made a face at her cousin. "I hate you." She said again.
"Okay." Buffy muttered. "It's time to leave now, Kellie why don't you go help Dawn clean her room?" Buffy suggested.
"My room isn't messy." Dawn muttered.
"Clean it." Buffy hissed. "Help her." Buffy said to Kellie.
"Why am I always the one that has to leave? Why doesn't Darry ever have to leave when we get in a fight?" Kellie asked, angrily.
"Because they like me better." Darry whispered so only Kellie could hear.
"You know, I'm sick of getting ignored and interrupted and made to leave!" Kellie yelled and stood up. "I'm leaving." She announced and stormed out of the kitchen. A few seconds later, the group in the kitchen could hear the front door slam shut.
"Should we be worried?" Willow asked.
Darry shook her head. "She'll be back." Darry said. "She has no where to go." She added.
Kellie fought back tears as she walked blindly away from the Summers house. It wasn't her idea to come to stupid Sunnydale, its not like she had a choice. The least they could do was be nice to her; after all that she had been through in the past week. She was making every effort to be nice, they could do the same.
Without realizing it, Kellie had walked to Sunnydale Cemetery, where Spike kept up residence.
Kellie looked around her and realized that she had just kicked herself out of the only place she could stay. But, she wouldn't go crawling back to Darry and all the others. She would find somewhere else to stay. In fact, in a cemetery there were plenty of places to stay: like a crypt for instance.
Kellie walked to the nearest crypt and opened the door. She was very surprised to see another person already in there. He looked about Buffy's age, or a little older; he wore a duster and had whitetish-blonde hair. The man looked at Kellie, clearly just as surprised as she was to find her there.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked, his voice heavy with a British accent.
"Well, um." Kellie stuttered, not sure of what to say.
"Well, spit it out." The man demanded.
Kellie found herself spitting out the whole story. When she was down, the man had a strange look on his face.
"So, Buffy treats you a little less then human too?" The man asked. He walked over to Kellie. "Look, um Kellie -right? -, I have a business proposition for you." He said.
Once they were back inside, Buffy decided to wake up Darry. Buffy quickly explained what had happened with Kellie and Darry was the first to speak.
"Kellie, what in the world what posses you to go outside in the middle of the night?" Darry asked.
Kellie shrugged. "I just wanted to know where Buffy was going." Kellie answered. "And what she was doing." She added, looking over at Buffy who had yet to provide an explanation.
"Kellie, it may be hard to understand." Buffy began. "But I'm a Slayer, of course you have no idea what that is so I will explain. I'm a vampire slayer, I kill vampires and demons and all other things that prey on the weak." Buffy said.
"So, you're like a super hero." Kellie said, attempting to process what Buffy had said. "How much do you get paid?" She asked.
"That's the thing, no one is supposed to know that I'm the Slayer. It's a secret." Buffy said.
"No one is supposed to know." Darry seconded, making sure that Kellie understood that point.
"Okay, no one is supposed to know that you're the Slayer. So, who knows, aside from me and Darry?" Kellie asked.
"Willow, Dawn, Xander, Anya, this girl named Tara but that's it." Buffy answered.
"And they don't tell anyone." Darry stressed.
"So, everyone who does know it's like a Secret Society?" Kellie asked.
"That's one way of looking at it." Buffy muttered.
"Cool." Kellie muttered.
"So, you just go out every night and save peoples' lives and no one knows?" Kellie asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." Buffy answered, thinking of her 'toy surprise' that she had got at the prom.
"That really sucks. If I were the Slayer I wouldn't save people unless they paid me." Kellie said.
"Well then," Darry muttered, "I guess we can all be happy that you're not the Slayer."
The next morning was a Saturday and Willow and Dawn quickly found out that Kellie knew about Buffy's duty as the Slayer because she kept asking Buffy questions.
"Did you ever get bit by a vampire?" "Did you ever slay a demon with two heads?" "Did you ever slay a demon that looked like a cat?" "Are zombies real?" "Do you kill a lot of things on Halloween?" (The list goes on and on)
Buffy was sick and tried of Kellie; did she ever shut up? She was just like Anya, but worse and more annoying.
As Buffy handed Dawn a plate of pancakes, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Kellie announced.
"Thank the Lord." Buffy muttered, happy to be rid of the girl.
Kellie ran into the living room and toward the door. She unlocked the door and opened it. Anya and Xander stood there.
"Hello there little girl!" Anya yelled and entered the house.
Kellie looked at her surprised. "Little girl?" She repeated, dumbfounded. "I'm nineteen years old!" She said.
Xander rested his hand on Kellie's shoulder. "Don't worry about it." He muttered and followed his fiancé into the kitchen.
Kellie rolled her eyes and shut the door. She doubted that people could be any weirder or annoying then Anya.
Back in the kitchen, Anya was helping herself to Dawn's pancakes. The fifteen-year-old was staring at the ex-demon like she was carrying the plague.
"So, how was your night?" Xander asked Buffy as she continued making pancakes.
"You know, same old thing. Staked a vampire; Kellie knows I'm the Slayer, you know same old stuff." She answered as she burned another pancake.
"Kellie knows you're the Slayer?" Xander asked.
Buffy stabbed at the pancake with the large wooden spoon (since they were out of clean spatulas) and grimaced. "This one's dead." She muttered.
"How did she find out you were the Slayer?" Xander asked.
Buffy looked at him. "She snuck out of the house and followed me. She saw me stake the vampire." Buffy answered and threw the burned pancake down the garbage disposal.
Kellie walked up behind Buffy. "You know, if you keep throwing things down there, down the garbage disposal, it'll break." Kellie said.
"That's great." Buffy muttered.
"No really, my mom did it once. She threw this rotten cabbage in the disposal and turned it on. The whole disposal caught on fire and we were like freaking out and stuff. It took us forever to put it out." Kellie said.
"I wonder why, since the sink is right there and all." Buffy muttered. "Plus if you threw a whole cabbage down the garbage disposal, yes it would break." Buffy added, looking at Kellie.
"That's not what my mom said!" Kellie defended. "She said that…" But Darry cut her off.
"Kellie, has it ever occurred to you that no one cares?" Darry asked.
Anya looked over at Darry and then at Kellie. "I want to know what happens, after you put the fire out." She said, like it was a big interesting story.
"Anya, nothing happened." Xander muttered.
Anya stood up. "No, tell us Little Girl." Anya commanded.
Kellie looked over at Anya and then at Xander. "Nothing happened." She told Anya. "And don't call me Little Girl." Kellie added.
Anya walked over to Kellie and Xander; Buffy left the area by the sink and took Anya's place at the table.
Anya studied Kellie. "I don't know anything about you." Anya said.
"Okay, I don't know anything about you either." Kellie muttered.
"What kinda movies do you like?" Anya asked.
"Horror." Kellie answered and walked over to the kitchen table.
"Me too!" Anya yelled and followed her.
Kellie sat down at the table; she looked at Willow, Darry, Buffy and Dawn. "Did you guys see the movie where this dude was killing all these people at this camp?" Kellie asked.
"No." Dawn said, speaking for all of them.
"What about the one where those cats who lived under the house attacked this baby." Kellie asked.
"No." Dawn repeated.
"How about…" Kellie started.
"NO!" Darry yelled.
Kellie looked slightly hurt. Anya looked over at her. "Did you see the movie with that girl and those aliens?" Anya asked.
"Oh yeah." Kellie said. "'Get away from her you bitch'." Kellie quoted.
Darry rolled her eyes. "I believe the line is 'Stay away from her you bitch.' And no one cares." She said.
Kellie frowned. "Well, no one asked you." She said. Then she turned to Anya. "Did you see the one where…" But once again someone cut her off.
"I think if you say that one more time I'm going to hurt you." Darry said.
Kellie stuck her tongue out at her cousin. "No one cared, you know I hate you. I'm glad I stole your Christmas present." Kellie said.
Darry looked at her, the hurt somewhat visible in her eyes. "Shut up Kellie." Darry muttered lamely.
Kellie made a face at her cousin. "I hate you." She said again.
"Okay." Buffy muttered. "It's time to leave now, Kellie why don't you go help Dawn clean her room?" Buffy suggested.
"My room isn't messy." Dawn muttered.
"Clean it." Buffy hissed. "Help her." Buffy said to Kellie.
"Why am I always the one that has to leave? Why doesn't Darry ever have to leave when we get in a fight?" Kellie asked, angrily.
"Because they like me better." Darry whispered so only Kellie could hear.
"You know, I'm sick of getting ignored and interrupted and made to leave!" Kellie yelled and stood up. "I'm leaving." She announced and stormed out of the kitchen. A few seconds later, the group in the kitchen could hear the front door slam shut.
"Should we be worried?" Willow asked.
Darry shook her head. "She'll be back." Darry said. "She has no where to go." She added.
Kellie fought back tears as she walked blindly away from the Summers house. It wasn't her idea to come to stupid Sunnydale, its not like she had a choice. The least they could do was be nice to her; after all that she had been through in the past week. She was making every effort to be nice, they could do the same.
Without realizing it, Kellie had walked to Sunnydale Cemetery, where Spike kept up residence.
Kellie looked around her and realized that she had just kicked herself out of the only place she could stay. But, she wouldn't go crawling back to Darry and all the others. She would find somewhere else to stay. In fact, in a cemetery there were plenty of places to stay: like a crypt for instance.
Kellie walked to the nearest crypt and opened the door. She was very surprised to see another person already in there. He looked about Buffy's age, or a little older; he wore a duster and had whitetish-blonde hair. The man looked at Kellie, clearly just as surprised as she was to find her there.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked, his voice heavy with a British accent.
"Well, um." Kellie stuttered, not sure of what to say.
"Well, spit it out." The man demanded.
Kellie found herself spitting out the whole story. When she was down, the man had a strange look on his face.
"So, Buffy treats you a little less then human too?" The man asked. He walked over to Kellie. "Look, um Kellie -right? -, I have a business proposition for you." He said.
