Chapter 3

A/N: I am * so * sorry that I haven't gotten this out sooner. Believe me, I would have. But RL, building a website (If anyone has tips on iframes, page layouts, direct linking, and putting images on the page, please help! I'm in desperate need. . .), and having hardly any time on my hands has gotten to me. Oh! The website URL is: . It's a very big WIP, so don't judge just yet.

Also, I just read a * really * great book, and it's given me inspiration for this story. So expect more updates sometime after next Saturday. I'm going on vacay from this Thursday until then.

Oh, and the POV ranges a lot throughout this story. Sorry if it's confusing, I just try to write what I feel will be the best viewpoint at that time. I'll tell you which POV it is before the chapter starts, so you won't be confused. This is Buffy's POV.

Lots of love, Andi

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Everything kind of crashed down on me at just * that * moment. That this would affect more people than just myself. That I didn't, no matter how hard everyone tried to convince me, have full control over my life.

But for some reason, I wasn't that upset.

If people couldn't accept me for whom I was, they could just go to hell. I was through living up to everyone else's damn expectations.

And then I looked in Willow's eyes, at her shock, hurt, betrayal, and all of my confidence plummeted. I couldn't just leave her there, she had enough insecurities about our friendship as it was.

Xander was just looking back and forth from me to Faith, trying to figure out what was going on. God, that boy could be so dense sometimes.

"Willow? I c-can explain. I mean, not tha-Umm. . . Can you wait a minute?"

I closed the door. Looked over at Faith and nodded to our clothes on the floor. She sighed and stood up to put them on.

She was fully comfortable in her nudity, and I can't say I minded. Faith was beautiful. . . Still is. I could spend an eternity just watching her move, even if she was covered from head to toe in Eskimo gear.

I slipped my pants and shirt back on, and when I was sure that Faith was also dressed, I opened the door back up and ushered Willow and Xander inside.

Willow took one look at the bed and decided it was best to sit in the chair, but Xander, oblivious as always, sat down on the un-made bed without a thought.

"Buffy, what's going on?" Willow asked cautiously.

I looked over at Faith and sighed. It was going to come out sooner or later, anyways. Why not now? Wasn't I ready? Didn't I care a lot about Faith? So many questions, none of which I had answers to at the moment. Well, none that I was ready to handle. . .

I bit my lip and Faith nodded her head. Now or never.

"I'm with Faith."

Xander looked at Faith and me. "We can see that. But exactly going on here?"

Faith snorted. "No, you idiot. She means that she's * with * me. I'm * with * her. As in, a couple? Get it?"

Xander's face now took on an aghast look as he jumped up from the bed, and Willow ducked her head in shyness, then looked back up at me.

"We need to talk."

Then she pulled Xander out of the room with her as they left.

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"Why didn't you tell me?"

I was sitting on the floor across from Willow in her room.

"I didn't know until today."

Willow nodded. "What's it like?"

I cocked my head. "What do you mean?"

She smiled. "What's it like to be, you know, a-a lesbian?"

I smiled back. "I don't think it's about being something, having a label. It's about being with who you care about, who you-"

"Love?" She asked.

I frowned slightly and thought to myself again. Did I love Faith?

"I don't know. All I know is that she makes me feel something I've never felt before, not even with Angel. I don't know what it is, or why. . . It just * is *."

Willow pulled me into a hug. "I'm sure when the time comes, you'll figure it out."

I smiled. "I love you, Willow. I mean, not in * that * way, because, you know, a sister-ly way. And, and, incest is * not * of the good, and, shutting up now. . ."

Willow laughed, and I soon joined in. "I love you too, Buffy."

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I looked up at the large mansion and grimaced. Carpe Diem, my ass. What ever happened to running and hiding until the end of the world?

I suddenly noticed that I had reached the door, and knocked quietly, hoping he wouldn't hear me.

The door swung open and he glared at me quietly.

Damn that vampiric hearing.

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TBC. . .

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I want to thank everyone who's reviewed so far, you've all made my day. Lots of love, Andi