"Bloody hell, what are you doing here? It's 1 in the soddin afternoon. You
know I don't like to get my shag on until the sun sets. Or at LEAST wait
until after dinner."
She looked at him, disgusted. "Spike, you're such a pig. I don't even know why you try." She twirled around and headed towards the door.
Spike ran after her and turned her back around to face her. "No I'm not a pig, just a vampire with a man's equipment. And you try because I'm the only one who will take the bloody abuse from you, listen to you and still try to help you. Now I know it isn't easy for you to come here, I know you must have a reason for your visit, so alright then luv, out with it."
Her eyes started tearing up, he was right. He's the only one to endure her abuse. But she swallowed her sadness and made something up. "I'm borrrreeeeddd."
He laughed. "Well come on in then, I might not be the most exciting bloke in all of Sunnydale, but I'm all you got for now. How's my Lil Bit?"
"She's fine; she ditched me for the school thing. Kind of a major diss towards me."
He snickered and she shot him a dirty look. "Don't worry luv, not laughing at you. Just with you."
"Funny, I don't recall me laughing."
"Your off your bird Goldilocks, because I distinctly remember you laughing."
"You are so strange Spike."
"I know bad habit, can I get you something? Something to drink?"
"What do you have?"
He went over to his mini fridge, bent over and looked in. When he saw the contents of the fridge, he wrinkled his face up. "Uh.Blood, blood, blood.Scotch.Blood and OH! Wait no.Just old milk. Sorry pet, nothing to drink." They both sat down on his couch and he turned the TV on. Passions, she should have known. Only his favorite show. As soon as he turned the TV on, the camera cut to a pair of young, love birds sharing a passionate kiss. Buffy exhaled deeply, disgusted, and rolled her eyes. Spike got the message.
"Aw, boy trouble my lovely?"
"That's the problem.No. No boys to have trouble with."
"So the Slayer's lonely without a little love puppet eh?"
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean Spike?" The blond slayer said with hate in her eyes.
"That you finally don't have a lil git following you around every bloody place you go, you're not so peachy anymore. I now know that what you did to me was wrong. You used me Buffy. I didn't understand until now. The whole soul thing changed me. I can tell right from wrong now. I'm not your little lap dog anymore. But I do still love you, more than anything in this world in fact. And I can smell the sorrow and loneliness on you from miles away. I may not be a man, but I'm the closest thing you got to something that actually understands you."
Buffy looked down and her face flushed ferociously. "Spike, what I did to you was wrong, I admit it. But what do you want me to say to that? Do you want me to run into your arms and tell you I love you? I can't. I don't think I'll ever be able to love you. I know you're not dead inside, you have the spark, you're a changed vamp-" She thought for a second. "Man, Spike, you're a changed man. You gained my trust, but you'll never gain my love."
"And why the hell not?!" He shouted and grabbed her arm. Flashes of "the night" popped into both of their heads. Spike ripped her clothes and tried to make her 'Feel it.' That night when Spike tried to rape her has been haunting every ones mind. Spike fell onto his knees and started to sob. Buffy was still standing and had burning tears running down her eyes. Finally, she broke the silence.
"Do you still wonder why I could never love you?" She asked with not so much hate, as grief in her heart. Who knows where their relationship would be at this very moment if he hadn't had tried to rape her. He was closest thing to a man now, but every time he touched her, even if it is for a brief moment, she gets a flashback and it ends with tears.
Buffy couldn't take it any longer so she headed towards the door and as soon as she reached for the door knob Spike started sobbing louder. "Don't leave me Buffy, please. The ghosts still haunt me. Never alone am I. I try to be a man. It upsets me when you scurry off and dash away like a little mouse. I feed off of mice ya know?"
The vampire looked up at Buffy and saw the look on her face and then realized what he had said. He went into the corner and grabbed a brick and started bashing himself in the head with it.
Buffy ran to stop him. "Spike NO! What are you doing?!"
"I said a bad thing to my love. Hurt her. Must be punished. Bad deeds don't go unpunished." He looked over to his left and started screaming. "As I told you before you stupid git, I can bloody well here you so, STOP SCREAMING!!" The torn vampire then buried his head in his hands and started crying harder. Buffy grabbed his hand and put it on her heart.
"Spike, listen to me. You feel this? This heart is beating because of you. You saved me many times. More recently, you saved me from myself. All the good you do overrides the bad. It overrides the bad because it takes a bigger and better man to do good. It's easy to be evil, but you're not. You've overcome the demons inside of you. Even when they try to take you back and claim you again, you fight for it. I see you struggle."
"How can you say man? I am not a man. I will never be a man."
"You are the manliest person I know."
"Well that doesn't say much. Providing the fact you hang out with the Whelp. He's about the girliest man I've ever seen in my life. Alive or undead."
She looked up at him and smiled. "Welcome back." He nodded back at her and she hugged him. Then thought about what he said about Xander. "And for your information..Xander isn't girly. He's just..very..uh..sensitive!"
"Well at least he's not a bloody poof. Be very proud of your dorky sensitive girly man."
She laughed again but then had a serious face. She was about to do something that she know she shouldn't do but she felt she had to.
"Spike, I don't like you living here. How's about you stay with me? So you're not alone. I see you when you're upset and I don't like it. So please? Stay with me?"
He just nodded.
TBC....
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She looked at him, disgusted. "Spike, you're such a pig. I don't even know why you try." She twirled around and headed towards the door.
Spike ran after her and turned her back around to face her. "No I'm not a pig, just a vampire with a man's equipment. And you try because I'm the only one who will take the bloody abuse from you, listen to you and still try to help you. Now I know it isn't easy for you to come here, I know you must have a reason for your visit, so alright then luv, out with it."
Her eyes started tearing up, he was right. He's the only one to endure her abuse. But she swallowed her sadness and made something up. "I'm borrrreeeeddd."
He laughed. "Well come on in then, I might not be the most exciting bloke in all of Sunnydale, but I'm all you got for now. How's my Lil Bit?"
"She's fine; she ditched me for the school thing. Kind of a major diss towards me."
He snickered and she shot him a dirty look. "Don't worry luv, not laughing at you. Just with you."
"Funny, I don't recall me laughing."
"Your off your bird Goldilocks, because I distinctly remember you laughing."
"You are so strange Spike."
"I know bad habit, can I get you something? Something to drink?"
"What do you have?"
He went over to his mini fridge, bent over and looked in. When he saw the contents of the fridge, he wrinkled his face up. "Uh.Blood, blood, blood.Scotch.Blood and OH! Wait no.Just old milk. Sorry pet, nothing to drink." They both sat down on his couch and he turned the TV on. Passions, she should have known. Only his favorite show. As soon as he turned the TV on, the camera cut to a pair of young, love birds sharing a passionate kiss. Buffy exhaled deeply, disgusted, and rolled her eyes. Spike got the message.
"Aw, boy trouble my lovely?"
"That's the problem.No. No boys to have trouble with."
"So the Slayer's lonely without a little love puppet eh?"
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean Spike?" The blond slayer said with hate in her eyes.
"That you finally don't have a lil git following you around every bloody place you go, you're not so peachy anymore. I now know that what you did to me was wrong. You used me Buffy. I didn't understand until now. The whole soul thing changed me. I can tell right from wrong now. I'm not your little lap dog anymore. But I do still love you, more than anything in this world in fact. And I can smell the sorrow and loneliness on you from miles away. I may not be a man, but I'm the closest thing you got to something that actually understands you."
Buffy looked down and her face flushed ferociously. "Spike, what I did to you was wrong, I admit it. But what do you want me to say to that? Do you want me to run into your arms and tell you I love you? I can't. I don't think I'll ever be able to love you. I know you're not dead inside, you have the spark, you're a changed vamp-" She thought for a second. "Man, Spike, you're a changed man. You gained my trust, but you'll never gain my love."
"And why the hell not?!" He shouted and grabbed her arm. Flashes of "the night" popped into both of their heads. Spike ripped her clothes and tried to make her 'Feel it.' That night when Spike tried to rape her has been haunting every ones mind. Spike fell onto his knees and started to sob. Buffy was still standing and had burning tears running down her eyes. Finally, she broke the silence.
"Do you still wonder why I could never love you?" She asked with not so much hate, as grief in her heart. Who knows where their relationship would be at this very moment if he hadn't had tried to rape her. He was closest thing to a man now, but every time he touched her, even if it is for a brief moment, she gets a flashback and it ends with tears.
Buffy couldn't take it any longer so she headed towards the door and as soon as she reached for the door knob Spike started sobbing louder. "Don't leave me Buffy, please. The ghosts still haunt me. Never alone am I. I try to be a man. It upsets me when you scurry off and dash away like a little mouse. I feed off of mice ya know?"
The vampire looked up at Buffy and saw the look on her face and then realized what he had said. He went into the corner and grabbed a brick and started bashing himself in the head with it.
Buffy ran to stop him. "Spike NO! What are you doing?!"
"I said a bad thing to my love. Hurt her. Must be punished. Bad deeds don't go unpunished." He looked over to his left and started screaming. "As I told you before you stupid git, I can bloody well here you so, STOP SCREAMING!!" The torn vampire then buried his head in his hands and started crying harder. Buffy grabbed his hand and put it on her heart.
"Spike, listen to me. You feel this? This heart is beating because of you. You saved me many times. More recently, you saved me from myself. All the good you do overrides the bad. It overrides the bad because it takes a bigger and better man to do good. It's easy to be evil, but you're not. You've overcome the demons inside of you. Even when they try to take you back and claim you again, you fight for it. I see you struggle."
"How can you say man? I am not a man. I will never be a man."
"You are the manliest person I know."
"Well that doesn't say much. Providing the fact you hang out with the Whelp. He's about the girliest man I've ever seen in my life. Alive or undead."
She looked up at him and smiled. "Welcome back." He nodded back at her and she hugged him. Then thought about what he said about Xander. "And for your information..Xander isn't girly. He's just..very..uh..sensitive!"
"Well at least he's not a bloody poof. Be very proud of your dorky sensitive girly man."
She laughed again but then had a serious face. She was about to do something that she know she shouldn't do but she felt she had to.
"Spike, I don't like you living here. How's about you stay with me? So you're not alone. I see you when you're upset and I don't like it. So please? Stay with me?"
He just nodded.
TBC....
Please tell me what you think!!!! My deepest apologies for the short chapters. I promise that once the ball gets rolling, they'll get longer. PLEASE R&R!!! thank you for those who have already reviewed. Remember.more reviews.better story!!