"Bitch." Angelus muttered, as he got up from his knees, "Ungrateful bitch. Offer her eternity and she kicks you in the balls…"

Forgetting his pain for the moment, Angelus walked toward the mansion. He needed to think.

*****
"…not happening…this is not happening…"

"Buffy!"

Buffy stopped her chant and looked at the door that was just knocked on. She hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Buffy!" Willow shouted again from the hallway of their dorm room.

"Coming, Will!" She quickly got up from her bed and unlocked the door. Noticing Willow's expression she looked down, hiding her red eyes.

"Oh, Buffy." She stepped in the room and closed the door. "Buffy, I-I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I'll help you to get Angel back."

Buffy looked at Willow with glassy eyes and sat back down on the bed. She leaned against the headboard and played with Mr. Gordo. "I can't live without him anymore. I just can't. Tell me you'll fix it. That you'll make it permanent this time." She looked up at her. "Tell me."

Willow looked at her sadly, "Buffy, I don't know if it'll work. That curse was made by really strong magicks and it's really-"

"Tell me you'll do it or get out. I will do this myself if I have to." Her expression turned cold.

Willow stared at her for a moment then slowly made her way to the bed and sat down. "I'll do what it takes Buffy. We'll get him back. I promise."

Buffy's walls slowly wore down and tears came trickling down her face. Willow gathered the rocking layer in her arms as her body wracked with heavy sobs. After what seemed like an hour her tears slowed and Willow chose that time to speak.

"Xander invited us to spend the night over his house. Or just hang out for a little while."

"No, Will. I think I'll pass. I really need sleep and just Mr. Gordo right now. He listens and doesn't talk back." A tiny fake smile quirked at the end of her mouth.

Willow smiled a little one too, "I'll leave you alone." She stood and walked toward the door.

"Wait." Buffy prepared to get up, "Don't you want me to walk you home?"

"No. It's ok. You rest. I can take care of myself, anyway. Isn't that part of being a witch?" Willow quoted her.

Buffy's smile grew a little, "Thank you, Willow." She nodded and left out the door.

Not bothering to change her clothes Buffy just pulled back the covers, crawled in and cried herself to sleep.

***
Angelus laid on his bed his eyes open staring intently at the ceiling. His thought were on one thing.

The Slayer.

Hell, all of his thoughts were about her. Hr couldn't decide whether to fuck her or kill her. How could she do this to him? How could he get her out of his head?

He would have to kill her. That would be the only way to get rid of her forever. He wouldn't have to think of that ball-kicking whore again. He wouldn't have to think of touching her milky skin, or wanting to throw her to the ground and taking her. No! He wouldn't think about her anymore. No. More.

Looking down at himself he saw he had a bulging problem that needed Buffy to remedy and growled, "Bitch!"

***
Buffy tossed and turned in her fitful dream. Tears streamed down her face from her restless sleep.

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Buffy looked around for her friends at the Bronze. Going deeper into the dance floor she thought she'd spotted them at a table. Suddenly a bright light shone down on the floor and all the people moved so that she was the only one it was on. People formed a circle around her and kept on dancing.

"How could you?" A voice said knocking her out of her stupor. She turned towards the voice and drew in a sharp breath.

"You betrayed me, Buffy. How could you let him touch you?" Angel, her Angel, said disgusted.

"Angel? No…I-I didn't! He told his friends that and-and…"She stepped up to him and reached out to touch him, "Is it really you?"

"Don't touch me, whore!" He jumped away from her. She flinched and lowered her hand. The crowd kept dancing.

"I told you, Angel. He wasn't telling the truth," She whispered hurt, "I didn't let Parker-"

"Parker?! You think I'm talking about, Parker!?" He glared," You know who I'm talking about!"

Tears started coming down her face, "I don't! I'm so sorry, Angel for whatever you think I've done. I'm sorry!"

"Yeah, right. I know about you and Angelus, Buffy!"

"Me and…Angelus?"

"He knows, lover. Should we be scared?" A new, yet familiar voice came from the crowd that half were still dancing and the other half was watching them.

She turned her head and looked at the person. Her eyes widened and shot back at Angel. Looking back and forth she whimpered, "What's going on?"

Angelus chuckled and grabbed her. "Don't play coy, Buff. He already knows."

"Knows what? Let me go, Angelus!" She looked at Angel and saw him walking backwards with a hurt look. She called out to him but nothing came out. She noticed the crowd was now pointing and laughing at her. She struggled harder to get out of Angelus' grip.

"Let me go!" She found she could use her voice again and turned to call to Angel. He and everyone else were gone. She slowly looked back at Angelus in confusion. He grinned at her.

"It's just us now, love." He vamped out. She wanted to run, to do something, but she was frozen with fear. He lowered his fangs to her neck and whispered, "I can't get enough of you." Then he bit down.

"No…Angel, no…" She closed her eyes tightly as she felt herself leave her body. ~~~~

Buffy woke from her dream gasping for air. Looking back at her clock, 4:45am, she knew she wasn't getting back to sleep.

Back in the mansion Angelus' eyes shot open. He smirked from his pleasant dream. He finally knew what he was going to do.


So how was it? I'm so sorry I haven't posted in a while and I hope this was as good as you thought the other ones were. School started and I have all honors classes. Blah. I had this part written and was going to send it out, but my friend told me she was attacked about two years ago and I spent the last couple of days trying to comfort her. So, I'm really sorry guys!