Part 9: Glycerine
Bri frowned as she tripped on another pebble on the walk, cursing her heels. She walked over to a bench and sat down to remove the irritating footwear. A long sigh of relief escaped her throat as she rubbed her aching feet. Then she stood and resumed her thoughtful stroll through the park.
"This should be easy. You were only together for two months!" she began her lecture again, speaking to herself aloud. "And you never should have been together in the first place!"
Their last conversation passed through her mind- "Vampires and slayers don't mix. You said it yourself and you were right."
"But I was wrong about everything else I said. I do care about you. I do love you. And I want you to stay."
Then her conversation with Angel that first night- "He didn't love you?"
"I don't know anymore. I thought I was sure that he did. He told me all the time. But…I guess he lied." Bri felt hot tears welling up in her eyes. Her mind swam with images of Spike's smiling face, of his arms wrapped so tightly around her, of lying in his embrace feeling so safe and loved. "No." she said suddenly. "No, he didn't lie. He loved me and I loved him."
Bri groaned. "I can't keep doing this to myself! He vampire. Me slayer. Being together like that was wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Bad Bri!" She sighed, her tone becoming despairing. "Then why does it hurt so much to be apart?" Tears formed in her eyes and she wiped them away with a groan. "God! What would the others think of me? Buffy might understand seeings as she and Angel…no. That's completely different. Angel has a soul. She would flip if she found out. Oh God…and Giles! And Wesley! OK…so Wesley doesn't really matter all that much but…everyone would hate me. Well…they'd never look at me the same, at least."
Bri stopped and turned her head upwards, gazing at the stars. "But I miss him…God help me…I miss him so much." She closed her eyes as they filled with tears and a cool breeze whipped past her, bringing an onslaught of memories.
"What're you thinking, love?" Spike asked, propping himself up on his elbow to look at her. The two lovers lay on the hood of Spike's Desoto staring up at the night sky.
"Nothing. Just being here…" Bri's voice drifted off as Spike tentatively stroked her cheek. She glanced up at him to find his eyes fixed on her face, studying every detail as he traced over it with his finger.
He followed the path down the top of her nose to the tip, then traced the line of her soft pink lips. She captured his hand, pulling the finger into her mouth and sucking on it gently. He watched her fiercely as she kissed each of his fingertips.
The vampire lay back against the windshield and smiled as Bush's 'Glycerine' came over the radio in the car. "I love this song." He muttered as Bri rolled on top of him, showering his face with kisses. "Mmm-hmm."
Must be your skin that I'm sinking in
Must be for real 'cause now I can feel
And I didn't mind
It's not my kind
It's not my time to wonder why
Everything gone white
And everything's gray
Now you're here now you're away
I don't want this
Remember that
I'll never forget where you're at
Don't let the days go by
Glycerine
Her lips found his earlobe and she took it in her mouth, biting on it gently before moving down to his neck. Spike's eyes fell shut as he felt her run her hot tongue down the cool column of his throat. She reached down with one hand to cup him through his jeans, grinning as he gasped at her bold movement.
If I treated you bad
You bruise my face
Couldn't love you more
You got a beautiful taste
Don't let the days go by
Could have been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to
Could have been easier by three
Our old friend fear and you and me
Glycerine
Don't let the days go by
Glycerine
The vampire growled, rolling them over so that he was on top of her, and pressed his lips to hers fervently. Their kisses and movements became more heated, filled with a burning need for each other. They were so distracted that they didn't even feel the cool drops of rain that began to fall until it was pouring down on them and sufficiently soaking the two lovers.
Bri let out a strangled cry when she felt the wet droplets pelting on her skin while Spike glanced up and cursed the sky. They jumped off the hood and Bri moved to duck inside the dry Desoto when Spike jerked her back towards him. "What are you doing? We'll get soaked!" she screamed.
"We're already soaked, love!" he shouted over the loud rainfall. He ran a hand through his hair, smoothing back the wet bleached locks.
"You're crazy!" Bri exclaimed as he stood back, arms open to the sky, letting the rain pour over him. "And I'm getting in the car!"
"Oh no you don't!" Spike grabbed her around the waist just as she reached the door handle. They fell back onto the ground, getting thoroughly covered in mud.
"You just don't want me getting your precious leather seats wet!"
Spike shook his head. "They're gonna get wet anyway, we've got to get home some time!"
Bri glared up at the vampire, watching as the water ran down his face. His black T-shirt was plastered to his chest with the rain, each of his well defined muscles obvious through the soaked material. She moved to capture his lips with hers and he moaned as her hot tongue entered his mouth.
His hands roamed over the gentle curves of her body as she pulled anxiously at his T-shirt. Spike obliged, sitting up so that she could pull it off of him before lavishing attention on her neck with his lips. Soon they were making love, both uncaring of the rain and mud around them.
I needed us more
When we wanted us less
I could not kiss just regress
It might just be
Clear simple and plain
That's just fine
That's just one of my names
Don't let the days go by
Could've been easier on you
Glycerine
Two strong arms encircled the slayer's waist and she smiled as the familiar scent of cologne, tobacco, and leather filtered up to her nose. Her eyes remained shut even as she laid her head back against a muscular chest. Softly she hummed the tune in her memory- the song that had become their song after that night.
Suddenly a familiar voice was humming along in her ear and began to sing the words. "I'm never alone, I'm alone all the time…" Tears were streaming down her face, as she silently begged the Powers for this to be real and not another figment of her imagination. "Couldn't love you more, you got a beautiful taste…" The voice continued, ringing in her ears with it's soft melody. "Don't let the days go by, Glycerine."
"I love that song."
"Mmm-hmm."
"This isn't real, is it?" The arms turned her around but she kept her eyes closed tightly. She felt two soft lips against hers, cool lips that sent shocks of pleasure through her body. Slowly her eyes opened and she met the two blue orbs she'd been hoping to see before. "Spike!" she gasped, frozen in place. It was real! He was there, holding her, kissing her, looking at her with the same expression he always had when gazing at her- an expression that would settle anyone's doubts about his feelings for her.
Vaguely she registered his thumb wiping away the tears from under her eyes. "You can't get rid of me that easy." he said softly. Suddenly Bri regained her senses, remembered that she was the slayer and that he was a vampire. Spike observed the look that overcame her countenance and the way her muscles suddenly tensed. "I know what you're thinking, pet. I know you've had time to think about us and every reason we shouldn't be together. About this time you're gonna start spouting off those reasons before you leave, saying we can't be together. But I'm telling you now that I'm not giving up like that! I don't give a fuck what your reasons are cause I've thought of them too! And I don't care! Not a single one outweighs how I feel about you."
Bri met his eyes, feeling the torrent of emotions inside her, feeling that surely her body was going to tear apart right then and there. "No. No, Spike. One of them does. One reason is why we can't be together."
"Why?"
"Because it's wrong." She whispered, before pulling herself from his grasp and running towards home.
Author's Note: I have to tell you that I've loved writing this chapter. The flashback was so much fun to write. But sorry if it's choppy or something, I was a bit rushed writing it. (Oh and btw, the song's 'Glycerine' by Bush. It's one of my favorites. If you haven't heard it, go download it or something cause it's awesome.) So what do you think, should I continue the story? R&R. Please! It keeps me going. And I'm looking for a beta if anyone's interested e-mail me.