Title: Broken Pieces
AN: Thanx to Al. I appreciated your constructive criticism. I realized after reading your review that you were right. I had made the story too mushy too fast. Plus, I didn't mean to make the AN sound like blackmail. I just didn't want to waste my time on a story that no one was reading. I need feedback, whether it be good bad or whatever. So thanx again for the wake up swift kick in the pants. I promise that this chapter will have a slight twist. ;)
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Saturday morning, Buffy woke up glowing from last night. She remembered about her date tonight and smiled. She got up, took a shower, got dressed, and went downstairs to eat some breakfast. After finishing her cereal, she noticed that there wasn't anyone around. "Dawn, Aunt Jenny. Hello, is anybody home?" Buffy called, but there wasn't any response. Buffy shrugged her shoulders and headed toward the front door, deciding that she would go out for a walk.
After Buffy had walked downtown, she decided to go to that coffee place she'd been to with Willow earlier that week. But little did she know that what she was about to see would rock her entire world.
When Buffy got her coffee, she turned to look for a table to sit at when she recognized two men sitting at a table in the corner. One of them was Angel, Buffy couldn't see the other man's face, but she headed in that direction anyways. When the other man at the table turned enough so she could see his face, Buffy froze. She couldn't believe it. It was him, and he and Angel were talking and laughing. Neither had noticed her, but she just stood rooted to where she stood. He was here. All Buffy could think was to get out of there before one of them noticed her. Buffy was shook from her fear by her overwhelming instinct to run, she dropped her coffee and ran, as fast as she could, until she got home. She raced upstairs to her room, threw her shaking self onto her bed and curled up into a fetal position. As she lay there on her bed, she couldn't stop shaking and she just stared at her wall as the horrible memories flooded her consciousness.
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Angel hadn't noticed the fleeing woman, but he turned when someone made a racquet about the spilled coffee. Shaking his head he turned back to his conversation with the guy sitting across from him, "So, how do you know Buffy again?"
The guy smiled and said, "We used to go to school together in L.A." Angel nodded and didn't notice the malicious look in his eye.
Parker was laughing hysterically in his head. He couldn't believe this poof who tried to steal his Buffy was buying what he was saying. He saw them dancing last night and was more determined than ever to get Buffy back. They were meant to be together, and he would make her see it his way. As they continued their conversation Parker made his plans to ruin whatever was going on between Angel and Buffy, and make Buffy come back to him. Parker smiled.
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In Buffy's room, Buffy still lay on her bed, seeing all that had happened to her back in L.A., flash before her eyes.
L.A.- THREE YEARS AGO
"Stupid bitch." Parker slapped her. Buffy was cowering in the corner as Parker berated her mentally and physically. She knew that she should stop him, but she couldn't seem to find the strength. Parker grabbed her shoulders and slammed her repeatedly against the wall behind her. By now Buffy was crying, and she started to plead with Parker to stop.
"Parker please. I didn't mean to. I swear I was just talking to him. Just please stop." Buffy was crying and begging, but Parker just laughed.
"You slut. I know you were cheating on me with him. He wouldn't want you. Nobody wants you. You're just a useless bitch." But he let go of her, "Go home." He barked at her.
Shakily, Buffy walked away from the school, and to her house. She knew she would have bruises in the morning, but she was good at covering them up by now. When she got home, Buffy could hear her parents yelling in the living room, then she heard a smack, and she assumed that her father had hit her mother again. It happened often in her house, but Buffy did all she could to keep her abusive father from going after her younger sister Dawn. Buffy made her way upstairs to her room and closed her door quietly. She took off her sweater to reveal very large bruises where Parker had grabbed a hold of her. She winced as she eased the sweater off her arms and onto the floor. Buffy was almost glad that Parker wasn't as violent as he usually was today. Buffy sat down on her bed and sighed, hoping the nightmare that was her life would end.
Buffy was crying when she came back from this particularly violent memory. Then she made up her mind that Angel was hanging out with Parker that he was just like him. So she picked up the phone and called him, but the answering machine picked up, "Hi Angel. It's Buffy… um I can't go out with you tonight. And please don't call me." She hung up the phone and lay on her bed until her aunt and sister came home. Then she got up and went downstairs to talk to them.
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So there it is. What do ya think? Is it good, bad, surprising? Give me some feedback. School starts tomorrow, so I might not be able to update as often. Thanx a noodle y'all. ;) SlayerChic503