Chapter 2
Buffy Summers grabbed a brush and started stroking her hair with it, in front of her mirror. She decided to leave her hair down, for the first time in a long time. Her long golden locks cascaded down her shoulders in soft curls. She quickly dressed into a pair of shorts and a big-oversized t-shirts she wore to bed.
" Your freak-of-nature friends are waiting for you downstairs." Faith appeared in Buffy's doorway.
" Wow, thanks Faith.", Buffy said sarcastically. " Aren't you going somewhere tonight? You shouldn't keep your hopeless and loony friends waiting."
Faith rolled her eyes in disgust. " You have such lame comebacks. When you have better ones, argue you with me then, because right now I'm totally wasting my time."
" FAITH GET OUT!", Buffy yelled.
" Don't have to tell me that, I'm already going.", Faith said. "Bitch" ,she muttered under her breath. "Oh, yeah mom called and said she's not going to be home until late."
" Like always.", Buffy sighed.
" Yeah, whatever. I'm not going not going to be home until late, either.", Faith said. "I have a life, unlike-"
"FAITH GET OUT!!", Buffy cried, almost ready to murder her year-older sister.
Faith chuckled to herself, as she left. She loved annoying her sister.
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" Pass the popcorn.", Willow said, her eyes stuck to the tv.
Xander passed the popcorn bowl ,that was in his lap, and gave it to Willow. His eyes, too, was not leaving the televisions. "You know, this movie is not so bad. Not a chick-flick for the first time." he said, munching on the popcorn.
"Shhh.", Buffy and Willow said in unison.
1 hour later……
"Willow, pass the tissue box.", Buffy said turning to her. The credits were rolling on the tv screen.
Willow blew into her Kleenex. "That was so sad. Why did Josh Hartnett have to die?", she sniffed.
" Pearl Harbor always makes me cry, no matter how many times I see it.", Buffy said, wiping away her tears.
" I liked, especially, the parts when the bombs exploded the ships and the men that were trapped inside-", Xander stopped, when Buffy and Willow were staring weirdly at him. "Never mind."
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Flashback:
" Spike, I don't think we should see each other anymore.", Drusilla said suddenly, pulling back from the make-out session they were having.
" What?!", Spike exclaimed, not sure if he heard right.
"I said, we shouldn't see each other anymore", she repeated.
" Want to give me a reason, luv?", Spike asked, with a look of disbelief on his face.
" I don't want to hurt you more, than I did.", she replied and stood up, tugging her shirt into place.
"What? Tell me, why!", Spike stood up to her. "Why, Dru?", he said softer, his face full of pain.
" I don't feel for you that way anymore, and I have been seeing someone else for a while.", she said, her face emotionless. " Spike, you're not good enough for me. Our relationship is not enough."
He could feel his heart breaking into a thousand pieces. " What?", his voice so soft, he could barely be heard.
End of Flashback
Spike stared up at the ceiling, replaying that scene over again, and again. He struggled, trying to keep his tears back. Tonight, he broke up with Drusilla Williams, his love and reason to live.
His phone started ringing. "BRRIIINNNGG.". Spike ignored it. He was too weak and depressed to pick up the phone, not to mention talk to anyone.
" Hey, this is Spike, be quick ,and leave a message."-his message machine went. "Hey Spike, I know you're there. You're either too depressed or too drunk to picking up the phone. ", Faith's voice echoed in the room. "Sorry ,man, about what happened with you and Dru. That bitch. I never liked her anyway. The only reason I was nice to her was because she was you girlfriend. Well anyway, call me back, when you're better."
Spike looked at the message machine, seeing the blinking light. He groaned, at the thought of going to school on Monday, facing everyone, including Drusilla. Life just really sucked for him right now.
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