Disclaimer: Bla Bla Bla, I own nothing to do with BTVS… this is completely my imagination!
Title: Tired Hearts
A/N:
WARNING! This chapter has some violent and disturbing parts in it. This is an R rating if you are not old enough… DO NOT READ! You have been warned.
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"What was wrong with Xander?" Buffy asked impatiently, Spike had told her to put on her coat and then started running around like a headless chicken. Still ignoring her, he grabbed his jeans and putting them on. She walked up to him and grabbed Spikes arms. Holding them together as hard as she could she looked into his blue eyes.
"Spike, what's going on?" she stared harder and Spike caved in.
Spike had heard Buffy every time she had asked him what Xander had wanted. He was worried for his best friend. When he had told him about the note Spike had told him to get down to The Bistro and get Tara and Willow as well. They were meeting in twenty minutes and Spike had to get together all the things that Buffy had received. When Buffy had stopped him he had no choice but to tell her, he hadn't wanted to scare her.
"Look Xander and his new bint…" Buffy cut in
"Xander's got a girlfriend! Why didn't he tell me? Why didn't you tell me? Who is she?" she was so excited for him. No wonder he had seemed so happy these past weeks.
"Buffy stay on track. You wanna know what's going on or not? Spikes tone surprised Buffy more than she would like to think.
"Ok I'm listening." She slyly rolled her eyes, and her ever-growing impatient boyfriend noticed it, but he decided to ignore it.
"Xander and his bird received a umm note…" Spike took a deep breath "it was in his place. Someone got in and put it in the kitchen. Any ways his girl ent' happy, as you could imagine, we're all gonna have a gang meeting."
"But I got a note… and that doll. Do you think it's a coincident?" it was Spikes turn to roll his eyes; his blonde girlfriend seemed to take it as an offence and slapped him on the arm.
"Don't roll your eyes at me!" she shouted laughing at Spikes pained expression.
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Tara was disappointed slightly. Tonight was supposed to be a very romantic evening for Willow and herself. When Xander had rung to tell them they were having a meeting and explained why a fear crawled through her. She'd have to tell them about the rat, Willow had wanted to mention it but Tara said not to bother them all with a kids prank. When they heard the knocking at the door of The Bistro, Willow went running to answer it. Xander and the girl who had been in a state earlier that that day made their way into the restaurant. Willow smiled shyly and went back to sitting with her girlfriend at table number two. She had pulled up some chairs earlier and watched as Xander pulled one out to let the new lady in his life sit down.
"Willow, Tara… I'd like you to meet Faith." Xander's face lit up proud to be introducing her at last. In turn they shook hands and smiled.
Faith had been afraid when she had found the note, then Xander had came back and he had gone straight to the phone and spoken to someone called Spike. Then to these two in front of her now. He had picked up the note and put it in a plastic sandwich bag, got showered and changed then they had left, in the car they were silent, but the whole time Xander's left hand had rested on her right knee, as if to tell her everything was going to be alright. And she believed him… as long as she had him everything was going to be fine. When they pulled up outside he looked into her eyes and softly told her they had to consider all the options, which would mean he would need to tell his friends about Ted. She hated the idea of meeting his friends and for them to straight away to find out about her past. But for Xander she would face the humiliation. She'd give her own life from him.
Spike and Buffy had turned into the street where The Bistro laid. As they parked behind Xander's Black Lexus Buffy saw someone in the corner of her eye. As she turned her face around to look out of Spikes window she saw the man wander in the other direction, his long hair swaying in his face. A shiver fell down her spine but figured it as the cold. Spike got out of the car, as did Buffy. She wasn't happy that Spike had kept all those nasty things. The note and the doll, she didn't want to see them again, but it looked as if she had no choice in the matter, who ever was watching her was watching her friends as well. They knocked on the door and waited until a red head opened the door. They stepped into the warmth and shrugged their coats of simultaneously; Spike took Buffy's and hung it on the coat pegs, along with his. They walked over to the table and another shiver past through Buffy's body.
"You cold Buffy?" Willow asked as she noticed the little waitress shiver.
"No, someone walking over my grave I suppose." She shrugged and sat down next to Spike and Xander's girlfriend.
"Spike, Buffy this is Faith, remember the club?" he winked above her head aimed at Spike, and received a big smile back.
"Oh I remember. I got you two to talk! Cool I kinda set ya up!" Buffy smiled proud of her skills.
"Hey, B" Faith smiled and shook her hand; she instantly felt a friendship develop that would take a lot to destroy. At the moment she needed as many friends as possible.
Buffy turned to Willow and Tara
"When I went to talk to Faith for Xander, she thought I was hitting on her! Ha! So I was like no my mate likes you and she was like…" Buffy watched as her two bosses' faces fell and she started to backtrack.
"Not that that's bad, you know the whole liking women thing, it's just that Faith isn't my type and…" Spike put his hand around his girlfriend's mouth and smiled at the two lesbians
"Keep digging Buffy, you're nearly six feet under pet."
With that they all burst out laughing at Buffy's long sentence.
"Cool so you two dig each other, that sounds fun! Think I'll stick with Xander though." Again the group chuckled and Faith sighed in relieve.
"Look I got this today, Faith was asleep and the door slammed shut and woke her up. She went to the kitchen and found it on the chopping board." Slowly he slid the plastic sandwich bag across the table. They all took turns in looking at the paper.
"Ewww! It looks like someone's written in blood! That's sick!" Willow announced. She looked a Tara and slowly she nodded letting Willow tell the story about the rat they had found.
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"Who ever is doing this is gross! I'm mean, look at all this stuff." Faith waved her hand over the items all in plastic bags propped on the table.
"Ok can anyone else think of any other weird things? You now phone calls, mysterious people hanging around, anything?" Xander asked holding Faiths hand. They were yet to tell the gang about Ted but they would have to soon.
"Oh shit!" Spike shouted out. "The night this all started I had a real weird phone call. Someone just breathing."
"I Remember!" Buffy shouted out "You rang back and I answered the phone." She was so proud she could remember. "Oh and don't forget that bloke outside the window when we… umm… were working on that person… who didn't pay the rent!" Buffy blushed and Spike just smirked as the group stared at them.
"And that bloke who gave you the creeps." Willow interjected. Spike then proceeded to fill everyone in on the mysterious man who just watched Buffy and then the incident that happened later that night.
Faith coughed and all eyes turned on her. She in turn blushed and faced Xander.
"Before she was with me Faith was going out with a bloke called Ted. She met me at a nightclub and fell for my irresistible charm!" he giggled a bit trying to lighten the mood, but failed as everyone including Faith stared awkwardly at him. He coughed loudly and continued.
"Anyway she was living with him and when I came about she had nowhere to go. So she stayed there making minimal contact with him. Anyway she told him she was leaving and in turn he tried to rape her this morning." He knew he was lying but he had to make Faith seem less guilty. Faith stared at him knowing why he had lied. She had never told Ted she was leaving him but if Xander wanted to say that then so be it. She smiled weakly when she realised everyone was staring at her.
"Oh God! Are you ok?" Buffy asked with Willow and Tara nodding along with their friend. Faith nodded slightly.
"That's what caused the dramatics earlier. Soz bout that."
"I think we understand now." Tara consoled.
"Well did he know about you two?" Spike asked feeling sorry for Xander. Poor git having to find a bird you like and have a load of trouble tag along with her. Saying that, he thought. Wasn't that just what was happening with Buffy? Spike realised then, if Buffy had been in Faiths predicament he would have stood by her and loved her, Xander must be doing the exact same thing.
"I dunno, kinda said things but their all blurs now." Faith whispered hoping not to be asked to many questions. She felt so badly about everything. She really had dented Xander. It was a massive blow finding out her life, but he had stood by and accepted it and helped. Not many would be decent enough to do that for some girl they had been sleeping with.
But they hadn't been just sleeping with each other. On the occasions they did, they made love, when they talked they could talk for hours. She enjoyed his company and he enjoyed hers. She felt more for him than she ever had for anyone.
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Buffy cuddled into Spike on he settee. They had just got back and were having a bottle of wine. Spike kissed her forehead and told her his feelings for her.
"You know I love you right?" Buffy nodded and smiled. The meeting had gone well, although nothing had came out of it they had met Faith and they had all grown together in some way. Buffy felt Spike cuddle her harder, and he began to lightly nip at her neck. The feeling over whelmed Buffy and in a few minutes she was in a passionate kiss with Spike who was on top of her, he un-buttoned her white shirt one by one to reveal her swelled breasts held in her bra. His hands slipped around bare back and he unfastened her bra in one smooth movement.
Buffy slid his open red shirt off of his shoulders, gently she pulled at his t-shirt and slid it over his head, her bare breasts squashed against his naked front and made her gasp as he pulled away making them peel apart. Slowly he slid down her until he was sitting between her spread legs he pulled her skirt down and then her thongs, she moaned as he slipped two fingers into her moist folds. Finding it hard to control her body while feeling the orgasm coming along strong she slid his pants over his hips to his knees. He took his wet fingers out and began to massage her clit. Doing so pleased Buffy immensely and she screamed his name as she shuddered through her orgasm. Pleased with the effect this was causing her Spike didn't stop; Buffy couldn't handle the feelings and was squeezing her knees shut and pulling at his arms. With his left hand he spread her legs, kicked off his jeans and laid in-between her. He began to use his erection as an instrument to pleasure her clit; he rubbed it gently and fast. With Spikes body between her legs she could do nothing but feel the movements of his cock against her special button. Within another minute she buckled and felt another massive orgasm shoot through her body, starting at her womb through to her toes and back again to her neck where Spike was already nibbling.
Spike felt her buckle beneath him and began kissing and sucking her neck, he kissed her hard on the lips and received an mind blowing kiss back, he put his fingers back in the wetness and felt that she was more than ready for him, he slipped his dripping cock into her canal and felt the warmness tighten, sending his body into heaven. He pumped harder hearing rhythmic pants with every thrust. Unknown to him they were his pants as well as Buffy's. Another minute flew by and Spike struggled to with hold himself any longer as he felt himself coming dangerously close to an almighty climax, he began massaging Buffy's clit with his thumb once more. Spike slowed down to stop him coming so quickly and felt Buffy begin to tighten, he started thrusting into her long and hard and in seconds they were both moaning each others name in an orgasmic emotion. Soon enough they were asleep cuddling each other, in one another's arms, on Buffy's sofa.
The man outside watched it all. Stupid bleach haired moron. You know I'm watching and yet still you fuck her on the sofa in front of a window. Well your turns next and I know how to get in I've been in before. He shrugged and quietly laughed to himself. Talking to yourself in you head is the first sign of madness! He laughed again thinking about what he could do to scare Spike. Slowly as they fell asleep he walked into the distance. Tonight he was going to have fun.
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Ted stared out the window, when Faith had jumped on the bus; he knew she was gone from the house. From their house, he hadn't gone to work that day, in case she returned. But she hadn't and now it was one o'clock in the morning and still she wasn't here. Now though he had lost her, and he knew he had. He had gone to far. He thought if he raped her she would be to scared to go, God he wanted her back. But tomorrow was a new day. He'd get her. He smiled as the girl on the news began her report.
"Tonight another girl has been announced, dead and brutally raped. Police report that this is a very similar attack as to Katrina Cartwreath, who was also found murdered and raped…"
The lady continued to talk about the poor unfortunate girl who had been on her way to work, and attacked.
Ted laughed out loud,
"Stupid cow deserved it… stupid short skirt and stupid tanned legs…" slowly at the thought of his newest victim he began to stroke his already bulging cock. She shouldn't have ignored him when he had said hello. All he had done was asked her for the time and she had just snorted and walked away. When she was being raped over and over she kept begging for her life, she had children apparently. Well as far as Ted was concerned they were better off without that slut for a mother. She loved it really, when he had sliced open her neck he watched the blood spray out, and then he fucked the life out of her. The gurgling noises, he had liked them. She had lain there, dead, taunting him, saying he wasn't man enough to fuck her again, so he did but this time in her rear. He had really liked that. The way she was so tight and yet made no noises, none, it had been silent apart from the leaves cracking beneath his knees. The more he thought the harder he massaged his man hood. He felt the tingling begin; he began pumping harder he thought of the blood on the young blonde face then, the girls face began to change, it disfigured and became Faiths face, she glistened with sweat and blood from the deadly wound. With that he came. He let out a moan that echoed around the room. Quickly he cleaned himself up with a Kleenex. Suddenly tired he went to bed. He fell asleep still dressed and dreamt about his sick, sadistic fantasy world.
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The sound of scratching came from Spikes apartment door. Slowly it swung open and a man dressed in black was revealed. He put his lock picking equipment away, and made his way in. slowly he took out a knife and made his way to the sitting room. He loved the element of fear, of getting caught. Knowing that they were asleep in her front room still naked, still connected. Slowly he crept through the apartment, he took his knife to work slicing the leather sofa to pieces and then made his way to the kitchen.
He opened the fridge and lifted up his balaclava. He took out the milk, opened it and swigged half of the carton down in two large gulps placing it back in it's original place. The silent figure moved his brown hair from his eyes and began to dip his ink less pen into red food dye. Slowly he wrote a message on the paper and slipped it onto a knob of one of the doors. Then with no regard what so ever he began to shake out all the red dye all over the immaculate kitchen. He then went to the bedroom and searched through the drawers and removed the handcuffs he had seen him use on her.
"Spoil her will you?" he moaned. He then lay on the bed and began to roll around and sniffed, smelling their scents. Slowly he looked at the clock, which read three o'clock, he thought to himself that it would be best to leave.
With the cuffs in his pockets he slipped on his balaclava, and left silently. Leaving his little message for the bleach wonder.
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