Life Goes on
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but story
Rating: R for stuff that I said in other chapters (I'm lazy tonight)
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It had been almost two weeks since the court date. The judge had granted her request. Her father had explained how he had messed up, and if this is what Buffy wanted he had to start making it up to her some how. So by agreeing to her request and a check for fifty thousand dollars was the start. One request the judge made before she was completely emancipated was that she take 10 hours of consoling. So for the next 3 weeks Buffy had counseling 3 times a week for a hour and half the first two times and an hour every time after that, this was all being paid for still by her father, even though he didn't have to. So now she was getting ready. She had bought new clothes and things with some of the money, most of it was in a savings account, but a nice chunk of it was in an account for her to use. Buffy pulled out a pair of jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt to wear. She quickly change and brushed her short hair, wetting it with water and adding some hair gel. She grabbed her purse and left her room. She ran down the stairs, and out the door, shouting to her house mate that she would be back soon. She made her way down the streets of the town until she a rived at the office of her therapist. She walked into the office and went up to the front desk.
"May I help you miss?" The lady behind the counter asked her.
"Yes, I have an appointment with Dr. Calander." Buffy told her.
"Your name?"
"Buffy Summers."
"Okay, have a seat and I'll call you when she's ready." The gray haired lady told her. Buffy smiled and walked over to one of the seats. She picked up one of the magazines and flipped through it not really looking at it, then she put it down. She glanced around the bare office. There were a few pictures hanging on the walls. The carpet was a maroon colour with cream walls. The chairs were all maroon with light wood.
"Buffy Summers." A lady called from the door. Buffy got up wand followed her to a room in the back. She left Buffy there telling her the doctor would be her shortly. This room was different then the outer office. The carpet here was a navy blue. There were chairs and bean bags to sit on. A desk was also in the room. It had a big window and a nice sized TV, and a bookshelf that held books and games and other stuff.
Buffy sat down in one of the bean bags to wait for the therapist. She didn't have to wait long, soon a woman walked into the room.
"Buffy?" She asked.
"Yes." Buffy replied standing up to shake her hand.
"I'm Jenny Calander." She introduced herself. "Why don't you take a seat and we can begin."
Buffy plopped down in the bean bag again as Jenny pulled a chair over.
"When I first meet a new person I think its easier to star talking if were doing something else." Jenny told her. "I think colouring is a good idea, would you like to colour?" Jenny asked.
Buffy looked at her doubtfully.
Jenny smiled. "This isn't a test Buffy."
"Sure." Buffy replied, still eyeing her doubtfully. Jenny walked over to the desk and pulled out two colouring books and a case of coloured pencels. She sat on the floor across from Buffy and handed her a book. Buffy pushed herself off the bean bag and laid down on the floor. She then picked up her book and flipped trough it until she came to a picture of a Puppy. She settled down and started to colour.
"So Buffy, you will be 16 in a few weeks." Jenny commented.
"Uh-huh."
"How dose that make you feel?" She asked.
Buffy just kind of shrugged. "Good. I don't know how its going to change anything."
"Do you think anything is going to change?" Jenny asked.
"No."
"Are you excited?"
"Yes, a little."
"Just a little. Are you planing on doing anything on your birthday?"
"I don't know." Buffy responded. The were silent for a few minutes both colouring.
"How was your Christmas?"
"It was nice."
"What did you do?"
"Angel and I went out to dinner."
"Did you get anything?"
"Angel gave me some gift certificates to some stores, and my father sent me some too."
"Did you get them anything?"
"I gave Angel a Mall gift card, I got nothing for my father."
"Lets talk about Angel." Jenny asked her. "Is he nice to you?"
"Yes."
"How did you meet Angel?"
"I was being picked on by some guys one night, and he helped me."
"You live with Angel?"
"Yes."
"So he met you and said you could live in his home with him?"
"No not exactly. He said he would help me find a place to stay one of those shelters where they teach you how to do stuff. One of the nicer ones."
Jenny didn't say anything as she waited for Buffy to continue.
"After like a week I didn't find one I liked they ether trained for some fast food job, or required you have counseling with your family. He said I could live with him."
"And you agreed?"
"Yes. I had to see my father, but I don't have to see him anymore."
"Do you and Angel do anything together?"
Buffy looked at her confused.
"Sexuily." Jenny clarified.
Buffy blushed a slight pink. "No." She told her.
"Has he ever tried anything?"
"No."
"Now you don't care to much for your father do you want to tell me how that started." Jenny asked her.
