Chapter Twelve
Buffy tapped her pen on the scribble pad that sat open and blank on her desk, today she had a definite case of mental block. Starring at the clock she mentally willed the big hand to go around another 90 degrees so it would be officially the end of the day.
"Ah I've had enough!" Buffy sighed as she threw her pen into her smart chrome desk caddy.
It was really hard all this getting up and going to work every day for a set amount of time, not how she's envisioned her grown up life - but then non of her grown up life had turned out the way she'd planned, there was no Angel.
She picked up the phone and dialled internal 315, the line straight to Willow's desk and listened as the ringer started to buzz.
"Hello Willow Rosenberg." The sweet voice on the other end answered.
"Hey Will it's Buffy."
"Oh hi." Willow said dropping any tone of formality.
"I was just wondering what you were up to tonight cuz I'm thinking we go out and paint the town red?" Buffy asked her voice bordering on begging.
"Cool, I feel like letting my hair down a bit, but is this a girl's only thing or can a drag Xander along too?"
"Of course you can, that'll be like 33% more fun!"
With that arrangements were made and the girls hung up grabbed their coats and headed home to get ready.
~*~
Buffy held up a halter neck top up against her bare chest and assessed what kind of message a top like that one would put out.
"Sexy? Flirty?" Buffy questioned trying to decide if it was right and wondering if it still even fitted.
She hadn't worn it in a long time because Angel had hated her showing off any flesh, it had been easier to just agree and avoid an argument.
Slipping the top over her head Buffy began to really look at her self, "He turned you into a fool." She muttered.
It was true, he did turn her into a fool, he totally pacified her, and that was not Buffy Summers. Any other guy that she'd been with had never been able to pacify her, she had fought her point down to the very last second. But it was different with Angel, she had felt like she needed him to stay sane.
Well not any more!
~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"Hey babe, what you doing after work tonight?" Angel asked his half naked girlfriend in front of him.
Buffy scrapped back her hair into a ponytail ready for her shift at the Double Meat Palace, "Oh well Louise, Sarah and Anya are all going out for a dance so I thought I'd go with them."
Angel frowned, "Oh"
"What I'm sure I told you about this last week." Buffy said wanting to avoid an argument at any cost.
"I wanted to see you tonight." He said with a huff.
"Well you can see me tomorrow I'm going out tonight."
"Can I not come with you?" He asked as a last resort.
"It's meant to a girls thing." She answered mentally pleading with him to just let it drop.
"Fine if you'd rather be with then than me, at least I know where I stand now!" Angel said without raising his voice.
~~~END FLASHBACK~~~
Adding the finishing touches to her make-up Buffy remembered that night very clearly, in the end she had given in and Angel came out with her causing her friends to become mighty pissed that they could never see her without him with her. Then because her friends were so pissed she and Angel ended up going home early and the night had been no fun at all.
"At least you haven't got to worry about that anymore Buff, no more men telling you what to do." She comforted her self.
Her mind was a mix, she did miss him but she knew that she was right when she told herself that he had never done her any good and now was her time to be free again.
With that final confidant boosting thought she grabbed her playboy handbag and headed out of the in the direction of the Bronze.
TBC
Buffy tapped her pen on the scribble pad that sat open and blank on her desk, today she had a definite case of mental block. Starring at the clock she mentally willed the big hand to go around another 90 degrees so it would be officially the end of the day.
"Ah I've had enough!" Buffy sighed as she threw her pen into her smart chrome desk caddy.
It was really hard all this getting up and going to work every day for a set amount of time, not how she's envisioned her grown up life - but then non of her grown up life had turned out the way she'd planned, there was no Angel.
She picked up the phone and dialled internal 315, the line straight to Willow's desk and listened as the ringer started to buzz.
"Hello Willow Rosenberg." The sweet voice on the other end answered.
"Hey Will it's Buffy."
"Oh hi." Willow said dropping any tone of formality.
"I was just wondering what you were up to tonight cuz I'm thinking we go out and paint the town red?" Buffy asked her voice bordering on begging.
"Cool, I feel like letting my hair down a bit, but is this a girl's only thing or can a drag Xander along too?"
"Of course you can, that'll be like 33% more fun!"
With that arrangements were made and the girls hung up grabbed their coats and headed home to get ready.
~*~
Buffy held up a halter neck top up against her bare chest and assessed what kind of message a top like that one would put out.
"Sexy? Flirty?" Buffy questioned trying to decide if it was right and wondering if it still even fitted.
She hadn't worn it in a long time because Angel had hated her showing off any flesh, it had been easier to just agree and avoid an argument.
Slipping the top over her head Buffy began to really look at her self, "He turned you into a fool." She muttered.
It was true, he did turn her into a fool, he totally pacified her, and that was not Buffy Summers. Any other guy that she'd been with had never been able to pacify her, she had fought her point down to the very last second. But it was different with Angel, she had felt like she needed him to stay sane.
Well not any more!
~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"Hey babe, what you doing after work tonight?" Angel asked his half naked girlfriend in front of him.
Buffy scrapped back her hair into a ponytail ready for her shift at the Double Meat Palace, "Oh well Louise, Sarah and Anya are all going out for a dance so I thought I'd go with them."
Angel frowned, "Oh"
"What I'm sure I told you about this last week." Buffy said wanting to avoid an argument at any cost.
"I wanted to see you tonight." He said with a huff.
"Well you can see me tomorrow I'm going out tonight."
"Can I not come with you?" He asked as a last resort.
"It's meant to a girls thing." She answered mentally pleading with him to just let it drop.
"Fine if you'd rather be with then than me, at least I know where I stand now!" Angel said without raising his voice.
~~~END FLASHBACK~~~
Adding the finishing touches to her make-up Buffy remembered that night very clearly, in the end she had given in and Angel came out with her causing her friends to become mighty pissed that they could never see her without him with her. Then because her friends were so pissed she and Angel ended up going home early and the night had been no fun at all.
"At least you haven't got to worry about that anymore Buff, no more men telling you what to do." She comforted her self.
Her mind was a mix, she did miss him but she knew that she was right when she told herself that he had never done her any good and now was her time to be free again.
With that final confidant boosting thought she grabbed her playboy handbag and headed out of the in the direction of the Bronze.
TBC
