Title: I Will Survive

Author: NightsDream

Rating: PG-13 may go up to R because of depression and sexual implication.

Summary: Buffy Summers has big dreams and just when everything in her life is perfect, it all turns horribly wrong.

Distribution: If you want it (why? I don't know) then e-mail @ webmistress@nightsdream.com

Disclaimer: I own no characters and not the story. It belongs to the person it happened to. I love what you experience made you what you are today: a wonderful woman.

Warning: This fic contains implied pre-martial sex. If this offends you, I apologize and encourage you to please stop reading.

A/N: This story is a true story, not of me, but of someone very close to me. I will not give out her name for security purposes, but keep Buffy in your prayers. Christian, Jewish, Islamic, Wiccan, Pagan, it doesn't matter. We are all watched over, even if it's not by a God.

**This chapter has more B/R fluffy moments. Sorry. It will all work out the right way. **

BASED ON A TRUE STORY

Chapter 4: Assertiveness Always Wins

"It wasn't supposed to go this far, Riley," the voice continues.

"What are you talking about, Cordelia? Buffy told me what you said and it's not true. Deal with it! I don't like you. I never will. You're too much of a bitch! If you really like me, then please be happy for me. Buffy is a great woman. She is fun to be around," Riley barks.

"You're right. I thought that I'd never say that, but you're right." She turns to me, "I'm sorry Buffy. I hope we can be friends." She sticks her hand out and I shake it.

"Great! I'll see you two around school." With that, she leaves us alone.

"How did you do that?" I ask, my mouth hanging open.

"I have no idea!" he says, just as shocked as I am.

"You're good!" I praise.

"Thanks. I know I am," he says, cockily.

I playfully hit him on the shoulder.

"Hey, that hurt." He grabs my arms and stares into my eyes.

"Sorry," I stammer. I finally get his drift. "Oh, how can I make it up to you?" I ask, melodramatically.

"You know."

He's right. I do. I kiss him.

***

TBC...

Sorry about the shortness, but hey, I posted TWO chapters! We good? Cool.

Baruch ata hashem eloheinu melech haolom. Asher kit-shanu bamitzvotav, vitcevanu lichadleak ner shel lachiem.

The above statement is transliterated from Hebrew into English. At the end of the story, I'll reveal what it means.

Thanks,

Kendra - Remember: "Buffy" has not met "Angel yet. Soon. Be patient. If you are patient, it will come. Lol!

Buffsterangelicxws - I will bring Spike into this story (I think that I know how ; ) ) The TB test is a shot that they give me that makes an air bubble in my arm. Gross! I didn't do it today, because I needed my social security number and I didn't have it. Oh well.

GoodCharlottesGurl - This *is* a B/A fic, but for a little while, it has B/R. Sorry. I hate B/S. That is what it is: BS. Ha ha. Sorry, friends that are BS 'shippers. And I know that I'm evil.

Maliek - I'm glad you're enjoying my fiction. Enjoy the rest of it!

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