Happy Endings.
All the characters in this novel don't belong to me.they belong to our wonderful Joss Whedon (lucky SOB) Enjoy!
The sunshine landed on Buffy Summers' delicate face and awoke her. She sighed deeply knowing her sister Dawn (who has recently become her best friend) was at school and Willow was in England visiting Giles. Xander was off working and Anya was also working. The only person who was left was..Spike. She shook the thought from her head and sighed deeply. Wow. Yet another day I'm left alone, all bad moody feeling sorry for myself. The truth was, Buffy was depressed. After she came back from heaven-or wherever she was, the only time she was truly happy, the only time she forgot about her problems was when she was with Spike. Buffy knew the only reason to that was the sex; it wasn't as if she actually cared for him. Granted he did have those moments where he could always make her smile, and how he loved her more than anything in the world..Hell, he even went through torture to get his soul back for her! Maybe Spike wasn't such a bad guy. Wait wait wait wait wait.. She thought. Spike, the same guy who tried to kill me and my friends numerous times? Yeah what a great pal he is. She glanced at the phone next to her bed and for a small instant, had an idea to call him. But she immediately dismissed it considering the fact that he didn't have a phone and she wasn't that desperate.
As Buffy sauntered downstairs to the living room, she glanced at the clock. 12:30. She sighed frustratingly. Dawn's school doesn't let out until 3 and then she's going over to Janice's to spend the night..it being Friday and all. She moved closer to the couch, stopping at the coffee table to pick up the remote. Once she had the remote she sat down on the brick red sofa, turned on the TV and channel surfed. It's the same thing on every channel! Love. UGH!! They put love on this earth just to torture me didn't they? She clicked the Television set off and picked up the phone to her left.
"Hello, Sunnydale High School, Brenda speaking." A polite and shy voice on the other line had greeted her.
"This is an urgent phone call from Dawn's guardian; I need to speak with her.uh.urgently." Smooth. Buffy thought to herself.
"Just a moment."
After she had left, elevator music came on and Buffy got lost in it, thinking about many things. Minutes later Dawn was on the phone, sounding worried.
"Buffy? Is something wrong? Is it Willow? Or Xander? Or anyone? What happened?!"
"Nothing happened Dawnie, settle down." Then she put on her best child- like voice, "Dawnnnnn I'm bored. Can we play the whole 'Oh no! Family crisis!' thing?"
Dawn snickered. "No Buff, I have a test. And it's not my fault you're bored! If you're desperate, go visit Spike."
The sound of his name made Buffy shudder. "Thanks but no thanks. Go do the test thing. I'll see you tomorrow, love you." Buffy hung up the phone, disappointed. She buried her hands in her head and started to cry. No. Don't do this to yourself! Everything will be just fine! She got up and decided to do the very last thing she wanted to do.
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Buffy kicked open the door after being ignored with her knocking several times. She went over to the bed where he was sleeping and looked down at him. He looked peaceful and human, angelic almost. Her eyes traveled down to his chest. Nice body. She thought. Ewwww!!! He doesn't have a nice body! It's old and EW! Just as she turned around to walk off, he woke up.
"Slayer." He said. His voice was groggy from just waking up, but the British accent never failed to sound dashing and sexy. EW! Spike is not sexy!!
"Hello Spike." She turned around and smiled.
TBC...
Wowzers, not really my best work..although; I'm not a very good fan fic writer. But you could always review it!! REMEMBER: the more reviews.the better the story!!
All the characters in this novel don't belong to me.they belong to our wonderful Joss Whedon (lucky SOB) Enjoy!
The sunshine landed on Buffy Summers' delicate face and awoke her. She sighed deeply knowing her sister Dawn (who has recently become her best friend) was at school and Willow was in England visiting Giles. Xander was off working and Anya was also working. The only person who was left was..Spike. She shook the thought from her head and sighed deeply. Wow. Yet another day I'm left alone, all bad moody feeling sorry for myself. The truth was, Buffy was depressed. After she came back from heaven-or wherever she was, the only time she was truly happy, the only time she forgot about her problems was when she was with Spike. Buffy knew the only reason to that was the sex; it wasn't as if she actually cared for him. Granted he did have those moments where he could always make her smile, and how he loved her more than anything in the world..Hell, he even went through torture to get his soul back for her! Maybe Spike wasn't such a bad guy. Wait wait wait wait wait.. She thought. Spike, the same guy who tried to kill me and my friends numerous times? Yeah what a great pal he is. She glanced at the phone next to her bed and for a small instant, had an idea to call him. But she immediately dismissed it considering the fact that he didn't have a phone and she wasn't that desperate.
As Buffy sauntered downstairs to the living room, she glanced at the clock. 12:30. She sighed frustratingly. Dawn's school doesn't let out until 3 and then she's going over to Janice's to spend the night..it being Friday and all. She moved closer to the couch, stopping at the coffee table to pick up the remote. Once she had the remote she sat down on the brick red sofa, turned on the TV and channel surfed. It's the same thing on every channel! Love. UGH!! They put love on this earth just to torture me didn't they? She clicked the Television set off and picked up the phone to her left.
"Hello, Sunnydale High School, Brenda speaking." A polite and shy voice on the other line had greeted her.
"This is an urgent phone call from Dawn's guardian; I need to speak with her.uh.urgently." Smooth. Buffy thought to herself.
"Just a moment."
After she had left, elevator music came on and Buffy got lost in it, thinking about many things. Minutes later Dawn was on the phone, sounding worried.
"Buffy? Is something wrong? Is it Willow? Or Xander? Or anyone? What happened?!"
"Nothing happened Dawnie, settle down." Then she put on her best child- like voice, "Dawnnnnn I'm bored. Can we play the whole 'Oh no! Family crisis!' thing?"
Dawn snickered. "No Buff, I have a test. And it's not my fault you're bored! If you're desperate, go visit Spike."
The sound of his name made Buffy shudder. "Thanks but no thanks. Go do the test thing. I'll see you tomorrow, love you." Buffy hung up the phone, disappointed. She buried her hands in her head and started to cry. No. Don't do this to yourself! Everything will be just fine! She got up and decided to do the very last thing she wanted to do.
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Buffy kicked open the door after being ignored with her knocking several times. She went over to the bed where he was sleeping and looked down at him. He looked peaceful and human, angelic almost. Her eyes traveled down to his chest. Nice body. She thought. Ewwww!!! He doesn't have a nice body! It's old and EW! Just as she turned around to walk off, he woke up.
"Slayer." He said. His voice was groggy from just waking up, but the British accent never failed to sound dashing and sexy. EW! Spike is not sexy!!
"Hello Spike." She turned around and smiled.
TBC...
Wowzers, not really my best work..although; I'm not a very good fan fic writer. But you could always review it!! REMEMBER: the more reviews.the better the story!!