Title: Bring Me To Life
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own them Joss does lucky bastard he he..
Rated PG-13 To R then later on NC-17 Spuffy smut.
Author Note: Like to say reason why I rewrote this chapter because I realized I missed a few spots but anyways special thanks to Maribel betaing and RJ for her betaing and to SpikeAngel1 aka Rachel she does helped me a lot on the Monday at school part so big hugz to her she's a sweetie pie!
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The Bronze Friday night
The music was louder than usual and many horny teenagers danced to it. The place was pretty hot inside. Buffy had been mopping around school watching Faith and Spike make goggle eyes at each other, and that was making her sick. After everything they've been through, he acted as if nothing had ever happen between them.
"Buffy come on, let's dance." Graham asked yelling in her ear, so loud that he almost made her deaf. Graham had asked Buffy at lunch if she wanted to go to the Bronze with him and she agreed since she didn't want to spend another Friday alone in her house, especially since her mom was in New York buying paintings for her gallery.
"Sure," she agreed and let him lead her onto the dance floor.
She didn't really pay any attention to her date while they danced; she was lost in the song's rhythm. But when a slow song started to play and Graham pressed his body into hers, she opened her eyes and saw over his shoulder that Spike and Faith were dancing pretty close to them. She noticed Spike's eyes were closed and that his hands were inside Faith's shirt, she frowned and looked away.
In that moment she noticed that Graham's hands were inside her shirt as well, she didn't say anything, she just let him move his hands up and down her back and when he leaned in to kiss her, she accepted his kiss.
Spike's eyes opened at that moment and he saw Buffy and Graham in a heated make-out session and this got him mad. He didn't like Graham, he considered him a jackass and he knew for a fact that Graham didn't understand the meaning of the word 'No'. He was baffled when he saw where Graham's hands were. He frowned when Graham whispered something into Buffy's ear, she nodded and they walked off towards the bathroom.
*******Near the bathrooms
"Mm Buffy, you smell nice," he whispered into her ear as he continues sucking and kissing her neck, he had her pushed up against the wall. "I could take you right now."
"Un huh." His hands were moving up her shirt and grabbing her breast. "Graham, let's go back to dancing." She felt very uncomfortable with him feeling her up near the men's bathroom, it seemed slutty to her.
"Don't want to, I like this too much, unless you want to head back to my car and have a good time with me there."
Buffy started to push Graham off her. "Graham… stop! Let go!" she pushed him off her a little, but when went back to what he was doing, she frowned. "Graham you're hurting me!" she stated.
"Shut up! I know you like this baby," he smirked pushing her skirt up her thigh a little.
'No I don't, stop, I'll..."
"Wow, look at the lust bunnies," Faith smirked with Spike by her side. "Look babe, they had the same idea we had."
"I guess they did," he said crossing his arms looking at Buffy and Graham noticing the state of her dress.
"Both of you have really bad timing," Graham said, thinking that he had been about one second away of pushing her into the men's bathroom and have her against the door, while she screamed his name.
"It's fine, I was just leaving," Buffy said to Graham, Spike and Faith, while pulling her skirt down. Buffy started walking away when someone grabbed her arm.
"Buffy wait!"
"Spike, you have to stop being here when I don't want you around." She frowned turning to face him.
"I just wanted to make sure you were alright," he replied. Buffy could tell he was concerned but that's Spike, he was always concerned about her.
"Again I'm fine, it's not every day my date feels me up near the bathroom, but hey it's all good."
"Graham and you, when did this happen?"
"Since when do you care? You have Faith, look at me I'm Sunnydale local slut."
He laughed and leaned against the wall. "So this is about Faith, is it? Are you jealous of her 'cause she has the pleasure of dating me?"
"You're stuck up on yourself Spike, and FYI you're not that good looking," she said biting her lower lip, he watched her, it was driving him crazy, when she did that he just wanted to push her up against that car and make her scream his name.
"Is that right?"
"Yea that's right Mr. I think I'm so hot. Sexy. Good looking." She said looking into his eyes.
"Right." She walked closer to him and soon she had his back pressed up against the wall. "What are you doing?" she leaned in and brushed her lips against the side of his lips, his hands rested on her waist while her hands where moving down the front of his pants. Spike was now breathing harder trying to think straight, was she going to take him against the wall? Her hands unbuckled his pants.
"See Spike, I know it's killing you being this close to me, doesn't it?"
"I don't know what you mean," he studded; he started to feel like a nerd again. He felt her hand on his zipper and tried to kiss her but she pulled away. Spike gave her a 'what the hell' look.
"You better have Faith take care of that for you," she said pointing down to the now hard on in his pants.
"What the hell did you do that for?" He said buckling his pants with his eyes fixed on hers. "Dammit Summers, what's your game? Because for the life of me I don't understand you? Either you want me or not."
"Spike, what don't you get? I mean we almost slept together and then you turned into this huge jerk, I mean why did you start dating Faith for?"
"Because unlike you she doesn't play games, she goes after what she wants."
"And I don't?"
"Well yea."
"You're such a jerk, you know that?"
"And you're a bitch."
She frowned "You know what? I don't care about anything you say, good-bye Spike. I hope Faith takes you to happy land buddy," she stumped her heels and walked away leaving Spike still standing there with a big hard on.
"Dammit" he mumbled to himself, he hated fighting with Buffy, he really did.
**********Girl Help dealing
On Sunday, Willow came over to help cheer up her friend, she had called her Saturday saying she needed to have some girl time, meaning Willow and her, about the whole thing with Spike.
"Willow can you believe he's dating that ho bag?" Buffy pouted flopping on her bed next to Willow, who was trying to finish up her math homework.
"And you care why, Buffy? Because you're in love with him, right?" she smiled. Buffy sat up and grabbed the pillow that was at her side and threw at the red head.
"Spike and I have a past, Will, you know that, he's a jerk and rude and mean but he has a soft side, he's caring and kept my hair out of my face when I threw up," she smiled remembering how he took care of her.
"Aww Buffy, that's kind of sweet in a very nasty way."
"Willow I came so close to sleep with him, I mean I was about to jump his bones right on this very bed…"
"…Right here." she looked down at the spot she was sitting at. "But Willow I couldn't, I wanted to so bad but I remembered what it felt like after I slept with him the first time. Willow, he cried. I hurt him and I don't want to do that again," she frowned hugging her pig.
"Ah Buffy it's okay, I mean, before Spike thought he was too cool to hang out with me and Xander, he was totally head over heels for you. I mean he watched you cheer, he only went to the games for you," she smiled.
"Willow is something wrong with me?" she asked, all her relationships had failed maybe it wasn't them maybe it was her.
"Buffy of course there's nothing wrong with you, that's silly. Oh idea, let's go to the mall and look at prom dresses, it will be fun." Willow was doing the best friend cheer upper, so Buffy smiled and nodded.
***********The Mall
"Aww Buffy, look at this dress, it's so pretty," Willow cooed over the long pink silk dress that was on the mannequin. "My mom's said I'm not getting my dress 'til the third week before prom," she rolled her eyes not taking her eyes off the dress. "What about your mom, is she making you wait too?"
"Nope, she gave me her MasterCard to buy everything I need." Buffy replied going through the dresses on the rack.
"You're so lucky! My mom wants to come with me to find a dress and she bought a bunch of portable cameras, sometimes I think she's more excited about prom than I am."
When Buffy heard this she frowned thinking 'Willow's the lucky one, her mother wants to help her while mine is barely home anymore.'
After spending a few hours ogling the dresses, they started to feel hungry, so they made their way to the food court but before arriving Willow spotted Faith and Spike making out by the waterfall.
"Buffy, you know what? I'm not hungry anymore, let's head back to your house," Willow smiled nervously, Buffy laughed.
"Willow...what are you talking about? I thought…" then she spotted the couple making out. "Spike. Willow, don't worry, I'm fine." Buffy said.
"Still want burgers?"
"You know what? Lets go back to my house and put some green juke on our face and eat it off with chips and then we paint our toe nails."
"Oooh, we could call Xander, he loves that green juke," Willow laughed locking her arm in Buffy's arm as they turned away from Spike and Faith and head home.
***********Monday At School
Spike and Faith became the school's hottest couple in just a few weeks, almost hotter than Angel and Drusilla. Coincidently, both couples were running for Prom king and queen.
On the other hand, life wasn't easy for Buffy. Her mother wasn't home; she had been away on business trips here and there. She hadn't been home for more than a week now but Buffy barely even notice anymore. It was always the same. She had gotten used by now.
Of course, seeing Spike and Faith at school really hurt her. Her friends were getting dates, having someone to hold them and make them feel better, and sadly she didn't have any of that. And that's what she had always wanted. To be loved.
Buffy got lost amidst her thoughts and didn't notice the people coming her way until she bumped into Faith and Drusilla.
"Oh and now my day is complete." Buffy grumbled to the two brunettes.
"Aww it's Buffy." Drusilla laughed. "So Buffy... prom's coming up. Who are you taking?" Drusilla let out a phony laugh, then put her hand on her chest.
"Oh, that's right, you don't have anyone." Drusilla smirked bitterly.
"We are going with Angel and Spike. Isn't that right Faith?"
"Oh yeah, I mean jeez. I must admit when I first rode Spike he was wild. I doubt a girl like you could even keep up with him." Faith said, adding a sly smile as Buffy's cheeks reddened in anger.
"Aww Buffy's going to cry?" They both laughed evilly.
"I...-" Buffy shook her head, bringing her hand up to her eyes to cover the tears. She clutched her books tightly to her chest, running down the hall……To smack right into Spike, spewing all her books over the floor.
"Bloody Hell Buffy!" He shouted. When she didn't say anything back, he glanced down at her. She was desperately gathering her books, and shoving papers in folders. Buffy kept her eyes locked on the floor as she did, so he wouldn't be able to see her tears.
Buffy finished her task and tried to walk away, but his hand snatched her around.
"Stop!" Spike snapped, studying her face.
"Please let me go." She whispered. He picked up her chin and saw the pain reflected in her big green eyes. "Please Spike, let me go." She begged trying to move from his grasp.
He didn't say anything for a minute, still inspecting her eyes. When he finally spoke up, his voice was soft and calm at first.
"What happened? Who did this?" Spike asked. When she lowered her gaze to the
floor, not answering, rage flared through him and he shook her slightly.
"Tell me who, Buffy!"
Buffy looked up at him, eyes full of anger. She pushed his hands aside and took a step back.
"Go ask the slut of your girlfriend and Drusilla." She snapped running out of the building.
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Spike dropped his cigarette from his lips and stomped it out with the heel of his boot, before going back into the school, looking for Faith or Dru.
He finally entered the lunchroom, and spotted them sitting at a table with some guys. Faith saw him and she made her way through the crowd towards him, followed by Drusilla and Angel.
"Hey babe" Faith said saucily, wrapping her arms around his neck. Spike flinched and pushed her away.
"What did you say to her?" Spike asked, calm but dangerously.
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb." He snapped, before shutting his eyes to keep his temper under control. "What did you say to her?" Spike repeated, as if he was talking to a child.
"Nothing. It's not our fault she can't take the truth." Drusilla shrugged.
"Truth?" Spike asked, crossing his arms over his chest defiantly.
"Please, enlighten me."
"Well, ya know, we just asked her who's her date for prom. And of course, she doesn't have one. Then we just said that she shouldn't even try because she couldn't get you or Angel." Faith said.
Spike took a step closer to them.
"Stay. Away. From. Her." Spike spoke each word carefully.
"Oh come on, we were just having a little fun." Faith pouted.
"I mean it. If you come anywhere near her..." Spike threatened, cooling his rage. "It's over, Faith." Spike said as he turned around.
"Yo man, chill out." Angel said. Spike pushed him out of the way.
"Stay out of this, Peaches."
And with that, he was gone.
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Spike ditched school to go look for Buffy. When he couldn't find her in any of the usual places, he checked the only other place she could be. Her home.
He pulled up and walked to the door. A little fear worked through his blood s he saw the door half open.
"Buffy, are you home?" Spike called out. No one answered. He looked in the kitchen, then he heard crying coming from the den.
He walked into the room, turned on the lights and saw Buffy surrounded by broken glass. He rushed over to her, stepping on the glass.
"Buffy! What are you doing?!" Spike yelled, pulling the bottle away from Buffy. She tried to grab it back, but failed.
"Give it to me!" She cried desperately.
"No! Buffy stop! Alcohol won't solve your problems." Spike said with venom, crouching down in front of her. He reached up a hand and brushed a stray lock of golden hair out of her face. "What have you done to yourself?" He asked.
Spike shook his head, getting up and beginning to clean the shattered glass.
"I'm going to end up like her, a bitter drunk, all alone with no family." Buffy whispered after a minute of silence. Spike sighed and left his task to walk over to her.
He bent down and hauled her up by her arms, forcing her to look at him.
"Buffy, you are not going to end up like your mother, alright? You're okay, you're different, you're better than her." He said stroking her cheek.
"Then why does she always leave?" Buffy cried. Spike furrowed his brow in confusion and she continued. "I mean, I try to be g-good..." Gasp. "But she always leaves a-and...Angel left." Buffy broke down in his arms. "You left me. Everyone leaves."
Spike ran his hands up and down her back soothingly.
"Shh, Luv. I'm not going anywhere." Spike whispered. "I won't leave you, Buffy. I'm so sorry, pet." Spike cooed softly. "Buffy I...." Spike looked down at her to realize she had fallen asleep in his arms.
"Never mind, pet. Come on, lets get you to bed."
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"What's the camera for? Spike asked sitting at the end of her bed when she finally woke up.
"Ouch!"
"Yeah, beer does that to you," he said using the video camera to zoom in on her.
She frowned and hide under the blankets. "So, filming yourself?"
"No! It's for school. Willow and I were given a project to film all the senior activities we have done and then show it at the end of school year. It's going to be really fun."
"Oh Yeah, I helped you with some of this. I remember now," he laughed.
"What time is it?" she asked quickly.
"It's about eight. Willow called and said to call her later, unless you're busy. I said you'll call her back."
"Anyone else call? Like... my mom."
"Nope. Sorry, Luv."
"It's fine. I doubt she'd call anyway, she's so busy with whatever it is she does," she frowned when Spike pulled the covers down.
"You scared me, you know?"
"I did?"
"Yeah, you did."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, it's just that sometimes I get very upset and
I don't know how to deal." She explained.
"I know. That's why I need you to promise me something." he said.
"What?"
"No more beer. In fact no more alcohol at all. It's bad and it'll kill you, understand?" Spike had one of those concerned mother's face on.
"Yeah." Buffy said nodding her head.
"I mean it. No more alcohol. Ever." Spike persisted.
"Never ever?" Buffy pouted.
"Well sometimes. Like wine on special occasions, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good."
"Thanks Spike." Buffy smiled at him sweetly.
"For what?"
"For always being here."
"Always." The way he said it made it sound more like a promise than a statement.
TBC
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Author Note: Hey end of the note from me, Okay I'm really close to 100 so please I really want to make it, 100 so please review lol anyways. I promise next chapter I get into Spuffy… Next chapter it's friends benefits
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own them Joss does lucky bastard he he..
Rated PG-13 To R then later on NC-17 Spuffy smut.
Author Note: Like to say reason why I rewrote this chapter because I realized I missed a few spots but anyways special thanks to Maribel betaing and RJ for her betaing and to SpikeAngel1 aka Rachel she does helped me a lot on the Monday at school part so big hugz to her she's a sweetie pie!
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The Bronze Friday night
The music was louder than usual and many horny teenagers danced to it. The place was pretty hot inside. Buffy had been mopping around school watching Faith and Spike make goggle eyes at each other, and that was making her sick. After everything they've been through, he acted as if nothing had ever happen between them.
"Buffy come on, let's dance." Graham asked yelling in her ear, so loud that he almost made her deaf. Graham had asked Buffy at lunch if she wanted to go to the Bronze with him and she agreed since she didn't want to spend another Friday alone in her house, especially since her mom was in New York buying paintings for her gallery.
"Sure," she agreed and let him lead her onto the dance floor.
She didn't really pay any attention to her date while they danced; she was lost in the song's rhythm. But when a slow song started to play and Graham pressed his body into hers, she opened her eyes and saw over his shoulder that Spike and Faith were dancing pretty close to them. She noticed Spike's eyes were closed and that his hands were inside Faith's shirt, she frowned and looked away.
In that moment she noticed that Graham's hands were inside her shirt as well, she didn't say anything, she just let him move his hands up and down her back and when he leaned in to kiss her, she accepted his kiss.
Spike's eyes opened at that moment and he saw Buffy and Graham in a heated make-out session and this got him mad. He didn't like Graham, he considered him a jackass and he knew for a fact that Graham didn't understand the meaning of the word 'No'. He was baffled when he saw where Graham's hands were. He frowned when Graham whispered something into Buffy's ear, she nodded and they walked off towards the bathroom.
*******Near the bathrooms
"Mm Buffy, you smell nice," he whispered into her ear as he continues sucking and kissing her neck, he had her pushed up against the wall. "I could take you right now."
"Un huh." His hands were moving up her shirt and grabbing her breast. "Graham, let's go back to dancing." She felt very uncomfortable with him feeling her up near the men's bathroom, it seemed slutty to her.
"Don't want to, I like this too much, unless you want to head back to my car and have a good time with me there."
Buffy started to push Graham off her. "Graham… stop! Let go!" she pushed him off her a little, but when went back to what he was doing, she frowned. "Graham you're hurting me!" she stated.
"Shut up! I know you like this baby," he smirked pushing her skirt up her thigh a little.
'No I don't, stop, I'll..."
"Wow, look at the lust bunnies," Faith smirked with Spike by her side. "Look babe, they had the same idea we had."
"I guess they did," he said crossing his arms looking at Buffy and Graham noticing the state of her dress.
"Both of you have really bad timing," Graham said, thinking that he had been about one second away of pushing her into the men's bathroom and have her against the door, while she screamed his name.
"It's fine, I was just leaving," Buffy said to Graham, Spike and Faith, while pulling her skirt down. Buffy started walking away when someone grabbed her arm.
"Buffy wait!"
"Spike, you have to stop being here when I don't want you around." She frowned turning to face him.
"I just wanted to make sure you were alright," he replied. Buffy could tell he was concerned but that's Spike, he was always concerned about her.
"Again I'm fine, it's not every day my date feels me up near the bathroom, but hey it's all good."
"Graham and you, when did this happen?"
"Since when do you care? You have Faith, look at me I'm Sunnydale local slut."
He laughed and leaned against the wall. "So this is about Faith, is it? Are you jealous of her 'cause she has the pleasure of dating me?"
"You're stuck up on yourself Spike, and FYI you're not that good looking," she said biting her lower lip, he watched her, it was driving him crazy, when she did that he just wanted to push her up against that car and make her scream his name.
"Is that right?"
"Yea that's right Mr. I think I'm so hot. Sexy. Good looking." She said looking into his eyes.
"Right." She walked closer to him and soon she had his back pressed up against the wall. "What are you doing?" she leaned in and brushed her lips against the side of his lips, his hands rested on her waist while her hands where moving down the front of his pants. Spike was now breathing harder trying to think straight, was she going to take him against the wall? Her hands unbuckled his pants.
"See Spike, I know it's killing you being this close to me, doesn't it?"
"I don't know what you mean," he studded; he started to feel like a nerd again. He felt her hand on his zipper and tried to kiss her but she pulled away. Spike gave her a 'what the hell' look.
"You better have Faith take care of that for you," she said pointing down to the now hard on in his pants.
"What the hell did you do that for?" He said buckling his pants with his eyes fixed on hers. "Dammit Summers, what's your game? Because for the life of me I don't understand you? Either you want me or not."
"Spike, what don't you get? I mean we almost slept together and then you turned into this huge jerk, I mean why did you start dating Faith for?"
"Because unlike you she doesn't play games, she goes after what she wants."
"And I don't?"
"Well yea."
"You're such a jerk, you know that?"
"And you're a bitch."
She frowned "You know what? I don't care about anything you say, good-bye Spike. I hope Faith takes you to happy land buddy," she stumped her heels and walked away leaving Spike still standing there with a big hard on.
"Dammit" he mumbled to himself, he hated fighting with Buffy, he really did.
**********Girl Help dealing
On Sunday, Willow came over to help cheer up her friend, she had called her Saturday saying she needed to have some girl time, meaning Willow and her, about the whole thing with Spike.
"Willow can you believe he's dating that ho bag?" Buffy pouted flopping on her bed next to Willow, who was trying to finish up her math homework.
"And you care why, Buffy? Because you're in love with him, right?" she smiled. Buffy sat up and grabbed the pillow that was at her side and threw at the red head.
"Spike and I have a past, Will, you know that, he's a jerk and rude and mean but he has a soft side, he's caring and kept my hair out of my face when I threw up," she smiled remembering how he took care of her.
"Aww Buffy, that's kind of sweet in a very nasty way."
"Willow I came so close to sleep with him, I mean I was about to jump his bones right on this very bed…"
"…Right here." she looked down at the spot she was sitting at. "But Willow I couldn't, I wanted to so bad but I remembered what it felt like after I slept with him the first time. Willow, he cried. I hurt him and I don't want to do that again," she frowned hugging her pig.
"Ah Buffy it's okay, I mean, before Spike thought he was too cool to hang out with me and Xander, he was totally head over heels for you. I mean he watched you cheer, he only went to the games for you," she smiled.
"Willow is something wrong with me?" she asked, all her relationships had failed maybe it wasn't them maybe it was her.
"Buffy of course there's nothing wrong with you, that's silly. Oh idea, let's go to the mall and look at prom dresses, it will be fun." Willow was doing the best friend cheer upper, so Buffy smiled and nodded.
***********The Mall
"Aww Buffy, look at this dress, it's so pretty," Willow cooed over the long pink silk dress that was on the mannequin. "My mom's said I'm not getting my dress 'til the third week before prom," she rolled her eyes not taking her eyes off the dress. "What about your mom, is she making you wait too?"
"Nope, she gave me her MasterCard to buy everything I need." Buffy replied going through the dresses on the rack.
"You're so lucky! My mom wants to come with me to find a dress and she bought a bunch of portable cameras, sometimes I think she's more excited about prom than I am."
When Buffy heard this she frowned thinking 'Willow's the lucky one, her mother wants to help her while mine is barely home anymore.'
After spending a few hours ogling the dresses, they started to feel hungry, so they made their way to the food court but before arriving Willow spotted Faith and Spike making out by the waterfall.
"Buffy, you know what? I'm not hungry anymore, let's head back to your house," Willow smiled nervously, Buffy laughed.
"Willow...what are you talking about? I thought…" then she spotted the couple making out. "Spike. Willow, don't worry, I'm fine." Buffy said.
"Still want burgers?"
"You know what? Lets go back to my house and put some green juke on our face and eat it off with chips and then we paint our toe nails."
"Oooh, we could call Xander, he loves that green juke," Willow laughed locking her arm in Buffy's arm as they turned away from Spike and Faith and head home.
***********Monday At School
Spike and Faith became the school's hottest couple in just a few weeks, almost hotter than Angel and Drusilla. Coincidently, both couples were running for Prom king and queen.
On the other hand, life wasn't easy for Buffy. Her mother wasn't home; she had been away on business trips here and there. She hadn't been home for more than a week now but Buffy barely even notice anymore. It was always the same. She had gotten used by now.
Of course, seeing Spike and Faith at school really hurt her. Her friends were getting dates, having someone to hold them and make them feel better, and sadly she didn't have any of that. And that's what she had always wanted. To be loved.
Buffy got lost amidst her thoughts and didn't notice the people coming her way until she bumped into Faith and Drusilla.
"Oh and now my day is complete." Buffy grumbled to the two brunettes.
"Aww it's Buffy." Drusilla laughed. "So Buffy... prom's coming up. Who are you taking?" Drusilla let out a phony laugh, then put her hand on her chest.
"Oh, that's right, you don't have anyone." Drusilla smirked bitterly.
"We are going with Angel and Spike. Isn't that right Faith?"
"Oh yeah, I mean jeez. I must admit when I first rode Spike he was wild. I doubt a girl like you could even keep up with him." Faith said, adding a sly smile as Buffy's cheeks reddened in anger.
"Aww Buffy's going to cry?" They both laughed evilly.
"I...-" Buffy shook her head, bringing her hand up to her eyes to cover the tears. She clutched her books tightly to her chest, running down the hall……To smack right into Spike, spewing all her books over the floor.
"Bloody Hell Buffy!" He shouted. When she didn't say anything back, he glanced down at her. She was desperately gathering her books, and shoving papers in folders. Buffy kept her eyes locked on the floor as she did, so he wouldn't be able to see her tears.
Buffy finished her task and tried to walk away, but his hand snatched her around.
"Stop!" Spike snapped, studying her face.
"Please let me go." She whispered. He picked up her chin and saw the pain reflected in her big green eyes. "Please Spike, let me go." She begged trying to move from his grasp.
He didn't say anything for a minute, still inspecting her eyes. When he finally spoke up, his voice was soft and calm at first.
"What happened? Who did this?" Spike asked. When she lowered her gaze to the
floor, not answering, rage flared through him and he shook her slightly.
"Tell me who, Buffy!"
Buffy looked up at him, eyes full of anger. She pushed his hands aside and took a step back.
"Go ask the slut of your girlfriend and Drusilla." She snapped running out of the building.
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Spike dropped his cigarette from his lips and stomped it out with the heel of his boot, before going back into the school, looking for Faith or Dru.
He finally entered the lunchroom, and spotted them sitting at a table with some guys. Faith saw him and she made her way through the crowd towards him, followed by Drusilla and Angel.
"Hey babe" Faith said saucily, wrapping her arms around his neck. Spike flinched and pushed her away.
"What did you say to her?" Spike asked, calm but dangerously.
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb." He snapped, before shutting his eyes to keep his temper under control. "What did you say to her?" Spike repeated, as if he was talking to a child.
"Nothing. It's not our fault she can't take the truth." Drusilla shrugged.
"Truth?" Spike asked, crossing his arms over his chest defiantly.
"Please, enlighten me."
"Well, ya know, we just asked her who's her date for prom. And of course, she doesn't have one. Then we just said that she shouldn't even try because she couldn't get you or Angel." Faith said.
Spike took a step closer to them.
"Stay. Away. From. Her." Spike spoke each word carefully.
"Oh come on, we were just having a little fun." Faith pouted.
"I mean it. If you come anywhere near her..." Spike threatened, cooling his rage. "It's over, Faith." Spike said as he turned around.
"Yo man, chill out." Angel said. Spike pushed him out of the way.
"Stay out of this, Peaches."
And with that, he was gone.
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Spike ditched school to go look for Buffy. When he couldn't find her in any of the usual places, he checked the only other place she could be. Her home.
He pulled up and walked to the door. A little fear worked through his blood s he saw the door half open.
"Buffy, are you home?" Spike called out. No one answered. He looked in the kitchen, then he heard crying coming from the den.
He walked into the room, turned on the lights and saw Buffy surrounded by broken glass. He rushed over to her, stepping on the glass.
"Buffy! What are you doing?!" Spike yelled, pulling the bottle away from Buffy. She tried to grab it back, but failed.
"Give it to me!" She cried desperately.
"No! Buffy stop! Alcohol won't solve your problems." Spike said with venom, crouching down in front of her. He reached up a hand and brushed a stray lock of golden hair out of her face. "What have you done to yourself?" He asked.
Spike shook his head, getting up and beginning to clean the shattered glass.
"I'm going to end up like her, a bitter drunk, all alone with no family." Buffy whispered after a minute of silence. Spike sighed and left his task to walk over to her.
He bent down and hauled her up by her arms, forcing her to look at him.
"Buffy, you are not going to end up like your mother, alright? You're okay, you're different, you're better than her." He said stroking her cheek.
"Then why does she always leave?" Buffy cried. Spike furrowed his brow in confusion and she continued. "I mean, I try to be g-good..." Gasp. "But she always leaves a-and...Angel left." Buffy broke down in his arms. "You left me. Everyone leaves."
Spike ran his hands up and down her back soothingly.
"Shh, Luv. I'm not going anywhere." Spike whispered. "I won't leave you, Buffy. I'm so sorry, pet." Spike cooed softly. "Buffy I...." Spike looked down at her to realize she had fallen asleep in his arms.
"Never mind, pet. Come on, lets get you to bed."
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"What's the camera for? Spike asked sitting at the end of her bed when she finally woke up.
"Ouch!"
"Yeah, beer does that to you," he said using the video camera to zoom in on her.
She frowned and hide under the blankets. "So, filming yourself?"
"No! It's for school. Willow and I were given a project to film all the senior activities we have done and then show it at the end of school year. It's going to be really fun."
"Oh Yeah, I helped you with some of this. I remember now," he laughed.
"What time is it?" she asked quickly.
"It's about eight. Willow called and said to call her later, unless you're busy. I said you'll call her back."
"Anyone else call? Like... my mom."
"Nope. Sorry, Luv."
"It's fine. I doubt she'd call anyway, she's so busy with whatever it is she does," she frowned when Spike pulled the covers down.
"You scared me, you know?"
"I did?"
"Yeah, you did."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, it's just that sometimes I get very upset and
I don't know how to deal." She explained.
"I know. That's why I need you to promise me something." he said.
"What?"
"No more beer. In fact no more alcohol at all. It's bad and it'll kill you, understand?" Spike had one of those concerned mother's face on.
"Yeah." Buffy said nodding her head.
"I mean it. No more alcohol. Ever." Spike persisted.
"Never ever?" Buffy pouted.
"Well sometimes. Like wine on special occasions, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good."
"Thanks Spike." Buffy smiled at him sweetly.
"For what?"
"For always being here."
"Always." The way he said it made it sound more like a promise than a statement.
TBC
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Author Note: Hey end of the note from me, Okay I'm really close to 100 so please I really want to make it, 100 so please review lol anyways. I promise next chapter I get into Spuffy… Next chapter it's friends benefits