Title: Scared Hearts
Summary: A/U Buffy is a bad girl, getting into trouble and hanging around with the "wrong crowd". Her mom sends her to a private school where she meets her two new best friends, Willow and Xander. Along with new friends, come new enemies. But, when she seems to take a liking to one of her enemies, how will that turn out? Will she choose friendship, or love?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. Well, cept the lame ass people I make up! Ha, anyways, yeah everyone from BtVS totally belongs to Joss Whedon.
.:A/N:. I'm sad. I only got two reviews (or when I wrote this that's all). But I'll probably get more; at least I hope I do. Anyways, I'm glad the people that reviewed liked the fight, I suck at them.
~*~
It was the day after the fight and Buffy sat at home on her bed along side Willow. She'd tended to her injuries as soon as she got home, figuring the most serious to be her back. Willow had told her she should go to the hospital, but Buffy refused. Her mother was in the hospital, and if she went, for sure Joyce would find out about the fight. That was just something Buffy could risk.
"I should've went to the fight Buffy, maybe I could've protected you," Willow said and added, "Or distracted them at least."
"There was nothing you could do Willow. Besides, this was my battle, and I won it. That's all I wanted. Plus, I loved to see the look on Angel's face when I won, that was priceless."
"What about Spike? I hear you two went at it for a while, pretty intensely too," Willow said, throwing a chip into her mouth.
"It was a good fight," was all Buffy said.
"Okay, so I'm guessing you don't want to talk about. Why? Is it cause Spike beat you up real bad? I mean he broke your rib Buff, that's got to be painful."
"Yeah, well I'm guessing I broke his jaw, so hey, we'll call it even then?" Buffy said. "Now, I need to study for that English test that I have tomorrow. I understand if you want to split, studying doesn't exactly sound like bushels of fun."
"I'll stick around. Maybe I can help you with the studying."
"Thanks Will, I think I kind of need it. Bad."
~*~
"Spike man, you look like hell, did I mention that?" Riley asked, sitting next to Spike on his bed.
"Yeah, bout ten times. Look, I appreciate you guys coming by, but I really want to be alone right now," Spike said.
"Ah, with Dru?"
"No, with me," Spike said. "Get out."
"Someone's a little grouchy. Could it be because a girl whopped his ass?" Angel asked.
"Oh and you just came out on top mate, right. Least I hurt the girl," Spike said, but didn't like the thought.
"C'mon guys, let's leave," Angel said before quickly exiting the room.
Spike sunk deeper into his bed, memories of last nights fight fresh in his mind. He wondered if Buffy was okay, she didn't seem too good when she was fighting, not to mention the damage he'd done personally. 'God, just call her. Its not that bloody hard,' Spike thought. But his hand just wouldn't reach for the phone, so close, yet so far.
"William, may I come in?"
Spike looked up to see his mother walk in, all dressed up in her fancy clothes, "Yeah, well, you already have."
"William, I have some news. About your father," she said.
"Let me guess, he's actually dead. Not just hanging by a bleeding thread dead, he's dead. Gone forever. Just like Buffy," Spike said.
"You don't seem too upset, is something wrong?"
"You don't appear to be too upset yourself mum. But then again, you do get all his money, don't you? That's got to be a happy thing."
"William, you cant possibly . . ."
"I want to be alone."
"I'll be downstairs if you need me," she said before leaving.
~*~
Buffy could feel peoples eyes on her as she walked down the hall of Sunnydale High School. 'Great, now Buffy's an even bigger social outcast. That's going to look great in the yearbook,' Buffy thought. 'Or maybe I just have toilet paper stuck to my shoe. Right, the chances of that being zero since you didn't even go to the bathroom. I wonder if Spike's here today, or what if he's too hurt. Oh no, what if I killed him. You didn't kill him, he's alive, calm down. What about Cordelia, I wonder how she's doing? I did hurt her pretty bad. But nothing unhealable. Although she probably told her parents and is in some super expensive high-tech smart hospital making with the healing while I'm stuck going to school because no, I cant tell my mom about it because then she'll kill me.'
"Buffy, can I talk to you?"
Buffy stopped the rambling in her head and turned around at the familiar voice she just couldn't place. It was Cordelia, bearing a few bruises, Buffy proved herself to be wrong about the "super expensive high-tech smart hospital" that she was staying in.
"Uh, yeah. Are you sure you want to be seen with me though, might ruin your popularity status."
"Well in a less populated place, duh."
"Of course," Buffy said. "And where's that?"
"Where else? The library," Cordelia said, quickening her pace in that direction. "I mean, only nerds hang out there. And well, I don't care about them."
As they both walked into the library, they revealed Willow sitting in one of the chairs, deeply into one of the books. Xander sat not too far from her, doodling in his binder, for he wasn't one for books.
"As I said, nerds," Cordelia said.
"Hey! Those are my nerds . . . I mean they are not nerds!" Buffy yelled. "If you want to talk to me, leave them alone."
"Yeah, whatever. Look, I wanted to talk to you about Spike."
"Yeah, what about him?"
"Maybe, alone," Cordelia said.
"Right, could you guys excuse us please?" Buffy asked, taking Cordelia into the office. "What about Spike and why does it concern me?"
"Look, I'm just trying to . . . I don't know why I'm doing this. But, I don't know. Maybe I'm just not the bad person you people think I am."
"Well the way you act doesn't help. If you weren't so mean to everyone, like you just were to my friends, then maybe we wouldn't think that," Buffy said, and paused. "Now, what about Spike?"
"I know that you two . . . Well, I'm good at seeing that stuff. You two belong together; it's so obvious if you just look hard enough. Its just that both of you are too scared to actually think that you have feelings that strong for a person. And believe me, I have felt that before Buffy, it's a scary thing. But, once you're finally ready to face those feelings, its going to be too late. Nobody lives forever. You could wake up tomorrow and Spike could be gone. Not necessarily dead, but taken. Druscilla is quite set on making him love her, and if you just give up on that, then she'll have him."
"But what about the fight? I mean, we hurt each other in ways that any normal person can't forgive."
"Yeah, but you cant blame one another. You're both fighters, and fighters don't surrender. They do what it takes to win their war, I'm sure he isn't angry with you. Talk to him, that's my advice. Just talk to him," Cordelia said. "Oh yeah, and if you tell anyone that we talked about this. Or that I gave you advice, you'll regret it," she added with a smile.
"It won't leave this room," Buffy said. "But, I think its time I left the room. Class starts in ten. English. Spike's class. Is he here today, do you know?"
"I'm not sure," Cordelia said. "But remember, just talk."
Buffy watched as she left the room, Willow and Xander both sharing confused, wondering glances. She walked over to the two, grabbing her books that she had earlier placed on the table.
"What was that all about?" Xander asked.
"Um, nothing. Just Cordelia warning me about how I should watch my back, cause I won the fight and stuff," Buffy shrugged.
"Oh, is that all?" Willow asked.
"Yeah, it is. Hey, I got to go, I have English. Thanks Will for helping my last night, it'll probably show in the test mark. Bye guys," Buffy said and with a wave she was gone.
Summary: A/U Buffy is a bad girl, getting into trouble and hanging around with the "wrong crowd". Her mom sends her to a private school where she meets her two new best friends, Willow and Xander. Along with new friends, come new enemies. But, when she seems to take a liking to one of her enemies, how will that turn out? Will she choose friendship, or love?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. Well, cept the lame ass people I make up! Ha, anyways, yeah everyone from BtVS totally belongs to Joss Whedon.
.:A/N:. I'm sad. I only got two reviews (or when I wrote this that's all). But I'll probably get more; at least I hope I do. Anyways, I'm glad the people that reviewed liked the fight, I suck at them.
~*~
It was the day after the fight and Buffy sat at home on her bed along side Willow. She'd tended to her injuries as soon as she got home, figuring the most serious to be her back. Willow had told her she should go to the hospital, but Buffy refused. Her mother was in the hospital, and if she went, for sure Joyce would find out about the fight. That was just something Buffy could risk.
"I should've went to the fight Buffy, maybe I could've protected you," Willow said and added, "Or distracted them at least."
"There was nothing you could do Willow. Besides, this was my battle, and I won it. That's all I wanted. Plus, I loved to see the look on Angel's face when I won, that was priceless."
"What about Spike? I hear you two went at it for a while, pretty intensely too," Willow said, throwing a chip into her mouth.
"It was a good fight," was all Buffy said.
"Okay, so I'm guessing you don't want to talk about. Why? Is it cause Spike beat you up real bad? I mean he broke your rib Buff, that's got to be painful."
"Yeah, well I'm guessing I broke his jaw, so hey, we'll call it even then?" Buffy said. "Now, I need to study for that English test that I have tomorrow. I understand if you want to split, studying doesn't exactly sound like bushels of fun."
"I'll stick around. Maybe I can help you with the studying."
"Thanks Will, I think I kind of need it. Bad."
~*~
"Spike man, you look like hell, did I mention that?" Riley asked, sitting next to Spike on his bed.
"Yeah, bout ten times. Look, I appreciate you guys coming by, but I really want to be alone right now," Spike said.
"Ah, with Dru?"
"No, with me," Spike said. "Get out."
"Someone's a little grouchy. Could it be because a girl whopped his ass?" Angel asked.
"Oh and you just came out on top mate, right. Least I hurt the girl," Spike said, but didn't like the thought.
"C'mon guys, let's leave," Angel said before quickly exiting the room.
Spike sunk deeper into his bed, memories of last nights fight fresh in his mind. He wondered if Buffy was okay, she didn't seem too good when she was fighting, not to mention the damage he'd done personally. 'God, just call her. Its not that bloody hard,' Spike thought. But his hand just wouldn't reach for the phone, so close, yet so far.
"William, may I come in?"
Spike looked up to see his mother walk in, all dressed up in her fancy clothes, "Yeah, well, you already have."
"William, I have some news. About your father," she said.
"Let me guess, he's actually dead. Not just hanging by a bleeding thread dead, he's dead. Gone forever. Just like Buffy," Spike said.
"You don't seem too upset, is something wrong?"
"You don't appear to be too upset yourself mum. But then again, you do get all his money, don't you? That's got to be a happy thing."
"William, you cant possibly . . ."
"I want to be alone."
"I'll be downstairs if you need me," she said before leaving.
~*~
Buffy could feel peoples eyes on her as she walked down the hall of Sunnydale High School. 'Great, now Buffy's an even bigger social outcast. That's going to look great in the yearbook,' Buffy thought. 'Or maybe I just have toilet paper stuck to my shoe. Right, the chances of that being zero since you didn't even go to the bathroom. I wonder if Spike's here today, or what if he's too hurt. Oh no, what if I killed him. You didn't kill him, he's alive, calm down. What about Cordelia, I wonder how she's doing? I did hurt her pretty bad. But nothing unhealable. Although she probably told her parents and is in some super expensive high-tech smart hospital making with the healing while I'm stuck going to school because no, I cant tell my mom about it because then she'll kill me.'
"Buffy, can I talk to you?"
Buffy stopped the rambling in her head and turned around at the familiar voice she just couldn't place. It was Cordelia, bearing a few bruises, Buffy proved herself to be wrong about the "super expensive high-tech smart hospital" that she was staying in.
"Uh, yeah. Are you sure you want to be seen with me though, might ruin your popularity status."
"Well in a less populated place, duh."
"Of course," Buffy said. "And where's that?"
"Where else? The library," Cordelia said, quickening her pace in that direction. "I mean, only nerds hang out there. And well, I don't care about them."
As they both walked into the library, they revealed Willow sitting in one of the chairs, deeply into one of the books. Xander sat not too far from her, doodling in his binder, for he wasn't one for books.
"As I said, nerds," Cordelia said.
"Hey! Those are my nerds . . . I mean they are not nerds!" Buffy yelled. "If you want to talk to me, leave them alone."
"Yeah, whatever. Look, I wanted to talk to you about Spike."
"Yeah, what about him?"
"Maybe, alone," Cordelia said.
"Right, could you guys excuse us please?" Buffy asked, taking Cordelia into the office. "What about Spike and why does it concern me?"
"Look, I'm just trying to . . . I don't know why I'm doing this. But, I don't know. Maybe I'm just not the bad person you people think I am."
"Well the way you act doesn't help. If you weren't so mean to everyone, like you just were to my friends, then maybe we wouldn't think that," Buffy said, and paused. "Now, what about Spike?"
"I know that you two . . . Well, I'm good at seeing that stuff. You two belong together; it's so obvious if you just look hard enough. Its just that both of you are too scared to actually think that you have feelings that strong for a person. And believe me, I have felt that before Buffy, it's a scary thing. But, once you're finally ready to face those feelings, its going to be too late. Nobody lives forever. You could wake up tomorrow and Spike could be gone. Not necessarily dead, but taken. Druscilla is quite set on making him love her, and if you just give up on that, then she'll have him."
"But what about the fight? I mean, we hurt each other in ways that any normal person can't forgive."
"Yeah, but you cant blame one another. You're both fighters, and fighters don't surrender. They do what it takes to win their war, I'm sure he isn't angry with you. Talk to him, that's my advice. Just talk to him," Cordelia said. "Oh yeah, and if you tell anyone that we talked about this. Or that I gave you advice, you'll regret it," she added with a smile.
"It won't leave this room," Buffy said. "But, I think its time I left the room. Class starts in ten. English. Spike's class. Is he here today, do you know?"
"I'm not sure," Cordelia said. "But remember, just talk."
Buffy watched as she left the room, Willow and Xander both sharing confused, wondering glances. She walked over to the two, grabbing her books that she had earlier placed on the table.
"What was that all about?" Xander asked.
"Um, nothing. Just Cordelia warning me about how I should watch my back, cause I won the fight and stuff," Buffy shrugged.
"Oh, is that all?" Willow asked.
"Yeah, it is. Hey, I got to go, I have English. Thanks Will for helping my last night, it'll probably show in the test mark. Bye guys," Buffy said and with a wave she was gone.