chapter 4
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author's note: If the paragraphs are a little messed up looking it's b/c it keeps changing it as I post it and I have no beta reader so sorry.
When Buffy got into her room she was really nervous. She hadn't spoken to her father in over a year. She had no idea how he was going to react. She was
actually figuring he wouldn't even be in his office when she called. Maybe she'd just have to leave him a message. So she sat down on her bed and dialed his office
number. "Hello, Hank Summer's office," his secretary answered. "Hi," Buffy said not recognizing the secretary's voice. Apparentally her father had decided to move on to
yet another new secretary. "Is Hank there right now,"she asked. "No he's not he's in France on business," the secretary told her," he won't be back for a few more
weeks". "Well do you have a number where I can reach him," Buffy asked. "I'm sorry I can't give out that information," the secretary told her. "Well it's ok," Buffy told
her," I'm his daughter". "Hank never said anything about having a daughter," the secretary said. *nice* Buffy thought. "Well I'm sure if you check some kind of personal
info of his you'll see he has one and I'm her," Buffy was slightly annoyed with the secretary. Granted it was her father who never mentioned her, but the secretary was the
only one there so Buffy was annoyed with her instead. So a few seconds later the secretary responded," ah yes, Buffy is it". "Yeah," Buffy said. "Ok well the number
is....," the secretary gave her the info and then they hung up.
Buffy slowly dialed her father's number in France. To her surprise he answered the phone himself. "Hank Summers," he said," what can I do for you".
"Dad," Buffy said. "Who's this," he asked. "Dad it's me, Buffy," she said. "Oh, Buffy," he said," sorry sweety this phone line
isn't all that clear". She thought that was a funny excuse cause her end was clear as day. "Yeah, no problem," she said suddenly realizing that now that she had him on
the phone she had to tell him. "So what were you calling about," Hank asked. It almost seemed as though he were reading her thoughts. "Right, that," Buffy said more to
herself," Dad I have something to tell you, and you're probably not going to be too happy". "What is it,"he asked her. Buffy could feel her heartbeat speed up rapidly.
"Well this is kind of hard for me to say," she said. "What is it," Hank asked persistently. "You didn't burn down the gym again, did you?," he joked. "No no it's nothing
like that," Buffy said,"but you might wanna sit down for this". "Is it really that bad," he asked. "Well I guess it depends on how you look at it," Buffy told him," are you
sitting down yet". "Yeah, yeah I'm sitting down," he said," Go ahead". "Dad," she began," um, um....I'm pregnant". There was silence for a moment. Then Hank spoke.
"Well, that's just great Buffy," he said sarcastically," congratulations. I've gotta go". And with that he hung up the phone. "Dad," Buffy said quietly, but there was no
response. He wasn't there. Buffy tried to call back, but he wouldn't answer. Buffy just stared at her stomach. She couldn't even bring herself to cry. She felt sick inside.
She hadn't expected her father to react well, but she definitely didn't think he'd hang up on her. She layed back grabbing the remote to her cd player off of her nightstand
and hit play. It was still the same cd she'd been listening to when Angel'd left. She must have left it in there when she moved to the dorms.
//It doesn't matter what I want
It doesn't matter what I need
It doesn't matter if I cry
Don't matter if I bleed
You've been on a road
Don't know where it goes
Or where it leads
It doesn't matter what I want
It doesn't matter what I need
If you've made up your mind to go
I won't beg you to stay
You've been in a cage
Throw you to the wind
You fly away
It doesn't matter what I want
It doesn't matter what I need
It doesn't matter if I cry
Don't matter if I bleed
Feel the sting of tears
Falling on this face
You loved for years//
The song made her think of Angel as usual, but when it was over her thoughts returned to the way her father had just treated her. She couldn't
believe him. She hated that he just acted as if she didn't exist. His secretary hadn't even known he had a daughter. He'd practically disowned her. She'd be damned if
her baby ever felt like she wasn't the most important thing in the world to Buffy. She was worried however about her growing up without a father. Granted she herself had
been raised the last few years by only her mother, but she would have liked to have had her father around or to at least know he cared. She didn't want her daughter to
miss out on anything. Especially when she got to school and all of the other kids talked about their fathers and Sierra wouldn't have one to talk about. Buffy was worried.
She didn't know what she was doing. She was pissed at her own father, but even more so she was hurt by him. She missed Angel. She was a slayer who was going to
have a baby soon and her life just seemed pretty messed up right now. She had too many feelings running through her at once. She didn't know what to do and there was
no one to comfort her. She knew her mom and her friends were going to try, but they just weren't quite what she needed. She needed him. He could always make her
feel better, until he'd said he was leaving her. Then it had all ended. She couldn't turn off her emotions. It felt like she was on a rollercoaster. She was starting to get a
headache. She didn't feel too well. Finally she decided to head downstairs and let her mom know how her father'd reacted. She was starting to feel worse as she got up
off of the bed. She felt a sharp pain in her abdomen as she entered the hallway. As she continued down the hall if got worse until she couldn't take it any longer. She fell
to her knees from the pain. "Mom," she cried out. She knew something was very wrong.
Do you want me to continue? Please give feedback! If I get it Angel will be coming soon. Withing next chapter or two.
Feedback: yes please
author's note: If the paragraphs are a little messed up looking it's b/c it keeps changing it as I post it and I have no beta reader so sorry.
When Buffy got into her room she was really nervous. She hadn't spoken to her father in over a year. She had no idea how he was going to react. She was
actually figuring he wouldn't even be in his office when she called. Maybe she'd just have to leave him a message. So she sat down on her bed and dialed his office
number. "Hello, Hank Summer's office," his secretary answered. "Hi," Buffy said not recognizing the secretary's voice. Apparentally her father had decided to move on to
yet another new secretary. "Is Hank there right now,"she asked. "No he's not he's in France on business," the secretary told her," he won't be back for a few more
weeks". "Well do you have a number where I can reach him," Buffy asked. "I'm sorry I can't give out that information," the secretary told her. "Well it's ok," Buffy told
her," I'm his daughter". "Hank never said anything about having a daughter," the secretary said. *nice* Buffy thought. "Well I'm sure if you check some kind of personal
info of his you'll see he has one and I'm her," Buffy was slightly annoyed with the secretary. Granted it was her father who never mentioned her, but the secretary was the
only one there so Buffy was annoyed with her instead. So a few seconds later the secretary responded," ah yes, Buffy is it". "Yeah," Buffy said. "Ok well the number
is....," the secretary gave her the info and then they hung up.
Buffy slowly dialed her father's number in France. To her surprise he answered the phone himself. "Hank Summers," he said," what can I do for you".
"Dad," Buffy said. "Who's this," he asked. "Dad it's me, Buffy," she said. "Oh, Buffy," he said," sorry sweety this phone line
isn't all that clear". She thought that was a funny excuse cause her end was clear as day. "Yeah, no problem," she said suddenly realizing that now that she had him on
the phone she had to tell him. "So what were you calling about," Hank asked. It almost seemed as though he were reading her thoughts. "Right, that," Buffy said more to
herself," Dad I have something to tell you, and you're probably not going to be too happy". "What is it,"he asked her. Buffy could feel her heartbeat speed up rapidly.
"Well this is kind of hard for me to say," she said. "What is it," Hank asked persistently. "You didn't burn down the gym again, did you?," he joked. "No no it's nothing
like that," Buffy said,"but you might wanna sit down for this". "Is it really that bad," he asked. "Well I guess it depends on how you look at it," Buffy told him," are you
sitting down yet". "Yeah, yeah I'm sitting down," he said," Go ahead". "Dad," she began," um, um....I'm pregnant". There was silence for a moment. Then Hank spoke.
"Well, that's just great Buffy," he said sarcastically," congratulations. I've gotta go". And with that he hung up the phone. "Dad," Buffy said quietly, but there was no
response. He wasn't there. Buffy tried to call back, but he wouldn't answer. Buffy just stared at her stomach. She couldn't even bring herself to cry. She felt sick inside.
She hadn't expected her father to react well, but she definitely didn't think he'd hang up on her. She layed back grabbing the remote to her cd player off of her nightstand
and hit play. It was still the same cd she'd been listening to when Angel'd left. She must have left it in there when she moved to the dorms.
//It doesn't matter what I want
It doesn't matter what I need
It doesn't matter if I cry
Don't matter if I bleed
You've been on a road
Don't know where it goes
Or where it leads
It doesn't matter what I want
It doesn't matter what I need
If you've made up your mind to go
I won't beg you to stay
You've been in a cage
Throw you to the wind
You fly away
It doesn't matter what I want
It doesn't matter what I need
It doesn't matter if I cry
Don't matter if I bleed
Feel the sting of tears
Falling on this face
You loved for years//
The song made her think of Angel as usual, but when it was over her thoughts returned to the way her father had just treated her. She couldn't
believe him. She hated that he just acted as if she didn't exist. His secretary hadn't even known he had a daughter. He'd practically disowned her. She'd be damned if
her baby ever felt like she wasn't the most important thing in the world to Buffy. She was worried however about her growing up without a father. Granted she herself had
been raised the last few years by only her mother, but she would have liked to have had her father around or to at least know he cared. She didn't want her daughter to
miss out on anything. Especially when she got to school and all of the other kids talked about their fathers and Sierra wouldn't have one to talk about. Buffy was worried.
She didn't know what she was doing. She was pissed at her own father, but even more so she was hurt by him. She missed Angel. She was a slayer who was going to
have a baby soon and her life just seemed pretty messed up right now. She had too many feelings running through her at once. She didn't know what to do and there was
no one to comfort her. She knew her mom and her friends were going to try, but they just weren't quite what she needed. She needed him. He could always make her
feel better, until he'd said he was leaving her. Then it had all ended. She couldn't turn off her emotions. It felt like she was on a rollercoaster. She was starting to get a
headache. She didn't feel too well. Finally she decided to head downstairs and let her mom know how her father'd reacted. She was starting to feel worse as she got up
off of the bed. She felt a sharp pain in her abdomen as she entered the hallway. As she continued down the hall if got worse until she couldn't take it any longer. She fell
to her knees from the pain. "Mom," she cried out. She knew something was very wrong.
Do you want me to continue? Please give feedback! If I get it Angel will be coming soon. Withing next chapter or two.