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"So, do you wanna do something tonight?" Fred asked.
Buffy looked up from her schoolbooks and smiled sadly at Fred. "Fred, really I'd love to, but I need to catch up on this science. I'm totally lost."
"I could help you," Fred offered. "I like science, I get it."
"Thanks," Buffy replied. "But one of us needs to have some fun."
"You sure?" Fred asked. "I really don't have anything better to do."
"Will, Tara, Gunn and Oz are going to the movies tonight," Buffy suggested. "I think Wesley might be there."
"Well," Fred said, jumping up. "If you're sure."
"Bye Fred," Buffy laughed as the brunette left the room.
About after an hour of staring at the same question, Buffy decided she had had enough of science. "I give up, I'm going for a walk."
It was too late to meet her friends at the movie and Xander was out of town with Faith. She wished Angel were here. He was always good to talk to, even if she wanted something more.
She remembered the brief kiss they had shared on graduation night. She wasn't even sure if it could be technically called a kiss, it was so brief. But still, she savored it. Sometimes, she thought it wasn't worth it to obsess over her best friend that way. Wasn't it enough that he was her friend and that he cared about her?
No, to her it wasn't. She would settle for it, but every day she wanted it to be more.
"Dreaming again?" she heard come from behind her.
"Spike," Buffy said simply, and turned around. She noticed the other two people with him. "Riley, Forrest, what brings you two out of the scum pits?"
"Listen you little- " Riley started but got cut off by Spike.
"Now, now," Spike said. "No yelling at my girlfriend."
"EX-girlfriend," Buffy corrected him.
"See that's what you think," Spike said, as they all started walking slowly over to her.
Spike stopped in front of her. She felt Riley and Forrest position themselves behind her. Something was going on here.
"Spike, what do you want?" Buffy asked coldly.
"I want to make you scream," Spike whispered into her ear.
Behind her, Riley and Forrest grabbed both of her arms in a deathly tight grip. She struggled against them, but they held on tighter. Spike just smiled.
"See, you told once that you're not afraid of me," Spike whispered again.
"Let's see if we can change that."
Buffy started to say something but was immediately cut of by on of the boys behind her throwing a gag over her mouth and tied it tightly in the back. She could barely breathe.
Spike leaned closer and began to play with the buttons on her shirt. He opened the top one, then the nest one, then the next one, all the way down. And Buffy was powerless to do anything.
Just then, her cell phone. And she had never been more relieved in her life.
The loud ringing shattered the silence around them, causing Spike to jump a little and Riley and Forrest to loosen their grip enough for her to twist out of their grip. She knocked Spike to the ground and tore the gag out of her mouth. And then she ran.
She ran hard and fast. She was scared. She couldn't believe what Spike was gong to do to her. And in front of his friends. It was really pathetic that he would need the help, even more pathetic to try it in the first place. But she didn't care. For the first time in her life, she was truly scared.
Buffy noticed she had run to the alleyway behind the Bronze. She didn't hear anyone behind her. But she remembered something from her classes in high school:
"If you're ever in trouble, run to the nearest public place. Chances are, your attacker won't follow you in."
She buttoned up her shirt and ran into the dance club. She was so glad that no one she knew was there and that no one was paying attention to her. This was too much to handle.
She went into a bathroom and locked herself into the stall. She didn't know what to do. She was scared and she just didn't know what to do. Then, she remembered something, another voice that she loved.
She pulled out her cell phone and dialed the number.
It rang.
And it rang.
And it rang.
And it rang.
It seemed little eternity before someone picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
And in a small voice and tears running down her face, Buffy cried. "I need you."
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"So, do you wanna do something tonight?" Fred asked.
Buffy looked up from her schoolbooks and smiled sadly at Fred. "Fred, really I'd love to, but I need to catch up on this science. I'm totally lost."
"I could help you," Fred offered. "I like science, I get it."
"Thanks," Buffy replied. "But one of us needs to have some fun."
"You sure?" Fred asked. "I really don't have anything better to do."
"Will, Tara, Gunn and Oz are going to the movies tonight," Buffy suggested. "I think Wesley might be there."
"Well," Fred said, jumping up. "If you're sure."
"Bye Fred," Buffy laughed as the brunette left the room.
About after an hour of staring at the same question, Buffy decided she had had enough of science. "I give up, I'm going for a walk."
It was too late to meet her friends at the movie and Xander was out of town with Faith. She wished Angel were here. He was always good to talk to, even if she wanted something more.
She remembered the brief kiss they had shared on graduation night. She wasn't even sure if it could be technically called a kiss, it was so brief. But still, she savored it. Sometimes, she thought it wasn't worth it to obsess over her best friend that way. Wasn't it enough that he was her friend and that he cared about her?
No, to her it wasn't. She would settle for it, but every day she wanted it to be more.
"Dreaming again?" she heard come from behind her.
"Spike," Buffy said simply, and turned around. She noticed the other two people with him. "Riley, Forrest, what brings you two out of the scum pits?"
"Listen you little- " Riley started but got cut off by Spike.
"Now, now," Spike said. "No yelling at my girlfriend."
"EX-girlfriend," Buffy corrected him.
"See that's what you think," Spike said, as they all started walking slowly over to her.
Spike stopped in front of her. She felt Riley and Forrest position themselves behind her. Something was going on here.
"Spike, what do you want?" Buffy asked coldly.
"I want to make you scream," Spike whispered into her ear.
Behind her, Riley and Forrest grabbed both of her arms in a deathly tight grip. She struggled against them, but they held on tighter. Spike just smiled.
"See, you told once that you're not afraid of me," Spike whispered again.
"Let's see if we can change that."
Buffy started to say something but was immediately cut of by on of the boys behind her throwing a gag over her mouth and tied it tightly in the back. She could barely breathe.
Spike leaned closer and began to play with the buttons on her shirt. He opened the top one, then the nest one, then the next one, all the way down. And Buffy was powerless to do anything.
Just then, her cell phone. And she had never been more relieved in her life.
The loud ringing shattered the silence around them, causing Spike to jump a little and Riley and Forrest to loosen their grip enough for her to twist out of their grip. She knocked Spike to the ground and tore the gag out of her mouth. And then she ran.
She ran hard and fast. She was scared. She couldn't believe what Spike was gong to do to her. And in front of his friends. It was really pathetic that he would need the help, even more pathetic to try it in the first place. But she didn't care. For the first time in her life, she was truly scared.
Buffy noticed she had run to the alleyway behind the Bronze. She didn't hear anyone behind her. But she remembered something from her classes in high school:
"If you're ever in trouble, run to the nearest public place. Chances are, your attacker won't follow you in."
She buttoned up her shirt and ran into the dance club. She was so glad that no one she knew was there and that no one was paying attention to her. This was too much to handle.
She went into a bathroom and locked herself into the stall. She didn't know what to do. She was scared and she just didn't know what to do. Then, she remembered something, another voice that she loved.
She pulled out her cell phone and dialed the number.
It rang.
And it rang.
And it rang.
And it rang.
It seemed little eternity before someone picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
And in a small voice and tears running down her face, Buffy cried. "I need you."
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