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Dawn walked with Xander the next afternoon. She had spent the morning with Anya and Xander. Talking with them. It had been a very long time since she had last seen them, and their new baby was just adorable.

So, here she was now with Xander. He was walking her home. She honestly wished people would stop doing this. She wasn't a little girl anymore. She was turning seventeen in a couple of months!

"So, Dawnster," Xander was saying. "How was your party last night? Had fun?"

Dawn nodded absently. "It was okay," she said. "No big deal. It was just a party."

"I'm glad you had fun."

"So, how's Jason?" she asked. She knew that once Xander was started talking about his new born son, he wouldn't stop in a long time. That gave her the chance to think.

She was so confused. Last night, she had kissed Spike. And she had liked it. But she had a boyfriend. They had been dating for a month and a week, two weeks since Spike had first kissed her. Just that that time she hadn't kissed him back. And the weirdest thing was, Spike had warned her, and still she had not done anything about it. She even kissed him back. If Xander knew... if Janice knew...if Mark knew. Mark. How was she going to face him?

They finally reached her house. Tara was waiting for her, with a worried look on her face.

"So, I leave you here. Hope to see you soon again, Dawnie."

"Yeah. Say hello to Jason for me, would you?"

"Sure. See you, Tara." He waved at them and walked away.

"Hi, Tara," Dawn said.

"Hey, Dawnie. How was the party?

"It was okay."

"Eh, you have visit," she said.

"Who?"

"Dunno. Some boy. He seems upset. He's waiting in the living room."

They walked in. The boy was Mark.

Tara eyed them. "Well, I'll leave you alone," she whispered at Dawn, who nodded.

"Hi, Mark," she said, leaning to kiss him. But he pushed her away.

"Don't," he said. "Dawn, can we go outside? I need to talk to you."

Dawn sighed. Too much 'I need to talk to you' s for two days.

"Sure."

They walked to the porch.

"Mark, is something wrong?" she asked.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, there is something wrong."

"What is it?"

"Dawn, I saw you."

Dawn gave him a blank look, fearing what he might mean.

"Last night. I saw you. And that guy. You kissed him."

"What?"

"Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about, Dawn. I'm mad enough. I don't need you to lie to me." There was a mixture of anger and hurt in his voice.

"Mark, it's not like it seems. He.. he kissed me.. and..."

"And you didn't stop him! In fact, you kissed him back!"

"Mark-"

"Dawn, if you didn't want to be with me you could've told me."

"I do want to be with you, Mark!" Her eyes were starting to get watery.

"Why did you kiss someone else, then?"

"Mark, please. I wasn't thinking. I was drunk! I didn't mean to. Please, you gotta believe me."

"Why? Why should I believe you, Dawn? I mean, we've been just dating for a bit more than a month and you've already cheated on me!"

"I didn't cheat on you! It was just one kiss," she said, her voice breaking. She was crying now. "It didn't mean anything. Please, Mark. Please believe me."

He sighed. "I want to believe you, Dawn. But I can't."

"Mark, I'm so sorry."

"I know. I know you are. But I can't pretend I don't know what happened, when I saw you with my own eyes. I can't forget." He took a deep breath. "We can't go out anymore."

"Are you breaking up with me?"

"Yes, Dawn. I think I am."

"Mark, please don't do this..." Her tears were flowing freely down her cheeks. He raised his hand and put one away with his thumb.

She sighed. "Can we... can we at least be friends?" she asked.

He smiled sadly. "I don't think that's a very good idea. I really like you, you see. And to be your friend, it'd only hurt us both."

"Mark...I... please."

"I'm sorry, Dawn. I really wish things were different. I wish you wouldn't have kissed that guy. I wish you liked me the way you like him."

"Mark, come on. I don't like that guy. It was a mistake. I was drunk. Please."

"I really wish I could believe you." He leaned and gave her a quick kiss. Then he walked away.

Dawn fell to the ground and started sobbing. She really had screwed things up. Mark had broken up with her, and he was hurt. She was hurt. She felt guilty. She was angry with herself. For kissing Spike. For liking Spike. For even be thinking of Spike when she should be thinking of Mark.

She sat there, crying, for like seemed hours. Until the sky was dark.

Spike walked quickly through the streets. He was going to talk to Dawn, weather she wanted or not.

When he reached her house, the first thing he noticed was Dawn. She was curled in the porch. He started to walk over there. Anger running through his system.

Dawn heard some noise, and looked up, just to see Spike standing in front of her. She suddenly felt with an urge of yell at him, hit him. She was so pissed. He had ruined her whole existence. She had it all under control until he had kissed her.

Spike was about to start yelling, when Dawn looked up. Her eyes were red from crying and she seemed really upset. But that sad look suddenly became in an angry one.

"You!" she yelled suddenly. "I hope you're happy now! You ruined it! You did it!"

Tears had started coming again.

"What the bloody hell are you talking about?" he said, hotly.

"It's all your fault!"

"Would you care explaining what are you babbling about?"

"He broke up with me! You moron. If you hadn't... God! I really liked him, he's such a nice guy. You screwed everything up!"

Spike felt a bit of sympathy toward her. But it didn't reached his anger.

"And why is it my fault that your little boyfriend broke up with you?!"

"He saw... you... last night..." she wasn't able to finish the sentences.

Spike got it. "Well, it's not something I did by myself, is it? If I remember correctly, you kissed me back, didn't you Dawn? That makes you as guilty as I am!"

Dawn slapped him -hard. "You... you jerk! You ruined it all. I really cared about this guy. It was all going perfect until you... if you hadn't... I wouldn't... God! I can't even speak to you!"

Dawn started to walk in the house, but Spike grabbed her arm making her stop.

"No, Dawn. You're not running away this time. You are going to stay here and face what you did."

She glared angrily at him. "Spike, I'm not in the mood for you right now. You are the last person I want to see at this moment. So please go!"

"No, pet. I'm not gonna go. You have to face what you did! Now, this is the facts: you kissed me Dawn!"

"No! You kissed me!"

"And you bloody kissed me back!"

"I was drunk! I wasn't thinking!"

"So, what are you saying? That you didn't feel anything? Nothing at all!"

Dawn looked down. "Exactly. That's what I'm saying."

Spike put his hand under her chin and gently made her look up at him. "Dawn, look at me. Can you look me in the eyes and honestly say that you didn't feel anything?"

Tears were running as freely as ever. Dawn felt her insides dying. But this was wrong. She had hurt enough for Spike's cause.

"Yes, Spike," she whispered, but Spike heard. "That's why I'm saying. I didn't feel anything. I don't feel anything for you."

Spike felt his insides breaking. He knew the girl was lying. So why wouldn't she admit the true? He knew she felt guilty. But yet...

Spike glared at her. Then he kissed her hardly. He pressed his lips against hers. Then he pulled apart. "So, you don't feel anything for me, huh? That didn't mean anything to you, did it?"

Dawn looked down. One tear fell on Spike's shoe. "No."

Spike walked away angrily. God! This girl was going to drive him crazy! He had to get her out of his system. The thing was, he couldn't.

Author's note: The end of another chapter. Hope to be pasting the next soon. Don't forget to review.

P.S. - Maybe I won't be updating much next week. My finals start. That sucks, I hate exams.