Disclaimer: I own nothing (And I truly need a new line for this one!).
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Andi, Courtney and Isabel for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is young, beautiful, strong and. blind woman. She lost her eye light three years ago, now she lives with that what she has. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop, only then Buffy starts to understand what she have and what she wants.
Chapter Two Sixty-three. Sixty-four. Sixty-five.
Today was May 17th. Today was three years since Buffy had lost her ability to see.
Seventy. Seventy-one. Seventy-two.
She knew each step from her house to the gallery, from the gallery to the grocery store, from the grocery store to the Magic Box, from the Magic Box to Willow's house, from Willow's house to.
Every step in this city Buffy knew by heart. The first year she used a walking stick, but little by little she had learned to go by herself. Those who didn't know her couldn't even tell she was blind, but there weren't many people in so little a town as Sunnydale, who didn't know about the accident three years ago. Buffy had been walking down the sidewalk when a car on the road that had been carrying acid tried to make a turn too fast, the barrels of acid inside broke open and some of the acid splashed into Buffy's eyes. Doctors said that maybe one day Buffy would see again, but even Buffy didn't believe that. Sure she wanted to see again, but all those words that the doctor had said. She was sure they were said more to restore hope in her mother than for actual fact. Joyce truly believed that Buffy would see again one day. But Buffy. She learned so fast, her experiences as being blind made her learn in only six months. Most of the people who knew her said Buffy was amazing, but she just thought that she needed to learn to live with what she had.
Suddenly Buffy bumped into something, or rather, someone. That happened sometimes, but usually people knew that she couldn't see them. Obviously the person was new in town.
"Bloody hell! Are you blind?" It was the voice of a man with an accent. Nice voice, but too sharp. Oh, maybe she broke something.
"I. I'm s-sorry. Did I break some of your stuff?" Buffy asked and looked down at the guy. He was bending down to get his stuff. She knew this because she could feel it.
"No, thank God you didn't. Can you imagine how much these books cost?" Spike asked angrily as he stood up. The chit looked like your typical Californian babe: blonde hair, small and pretty body, bronze tan, green eyes. Those eyes, they looked so. so. empty.
"I'm really, really sorry." Buffy repeated, but still could feel the guy looking down at her angrily.
"Well you should bloody look where you going!" That voice, mmmm. But why was he so angry? It wasn't her fault she knocked him down. Well, ok, it was, but she truly didn't see him. "Stupid bint!" He cursed quietly more to himself than to Buffy, but she heard it anyway; with the loss of her eyesight she had gotten better hearing (and olfaction, and feel too).
"Hey, I'm not stupid or a 'bint', whatever it is! Ok, maybe I bumped into you and knocked your books down, but that doesn't give you any right to call me stupid!" Now Buffy was angry too. Who the hell did he think he was?! Yeah, she was blind, but not stupid!
"Sure, you just walk down the street not looking around and bump into people who're carrying more than ten books. And no, you aren't stupid, just blind!" Spike wasn't yelling, but his voice was already loud enough to make Buffy take a step back. She hated when people yelled, especially after the accident, because now her hearing was even sharper. She didn't answer, just turned around and walked away. She didn't need to have someone yell at her. Even if she had knocked this someone down.
Spike looked as the blonde girl walked away. Ok, maybe he was too harsh with her, but these books cost more than the chit had ever seen.
"That was very insensitive from your side," said a brown-haired girl, who stepped beside Spike.
"Huh?" Spike looked at her confused.
"The way you spoke to her, or rather the words you said."
"What are you talking about?"
"The blonde that you just swore at, you said words that you should have kept to yourself." The brunette looked at him seriously.
"Can you bloody tell me what you're babbling about? She knocked me down; if some of these books had been damaged... She behaved like blind insomniac!" Spike said angrily.
"That's because she is," the brunette said calmly.
"What?" Spike looked confused.
"The girl is blind. Not stupid, just blind." With that the brunette turned around and walked away. Spike stood there shocked and then said to himself angrily, "Stupid wanker."
*** A/N (Here and there! I love power over this fic :) ): Here's the second chappie, I'll try to put next one soon, but. Well it's still at my beta's :) Kisses, Ally!
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Andi, Courtney and Isabel for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is young, beautiful, strong and. blind woman. She lost her eye light three years ago, now she lives with that what she has. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop, only then Buffy starts to understand what she have and what she wants.
Chapter Two Sixty-three. Sixty-four. Sixty-five.
Today was May 17th. Today was three years since Buffy had lost her ability to see.
Seventy. Seventy-one. Seventy-two.
She knew each step from her house to the gallery, from the gallery to the grocery store, from the grocery store to the Magic Box, from the Magic Box to Willow's house, from Willow's house to.
Every step in this city Buffy knew by heart. The first year she used a walking stick, but little by little she had learned to go by herself. Those who didn't know her couldn't even tell she was blind, but there weren't many people in so little a town as Sunnydale, who didn't know about the accident three years ago. Buffy had been walking down the sidewalk when a car on the road that had been carrying acid tried to make a turn too fast, the barrels of acid inside broke open and some of the acid splashed into Buffy's eyes. Doctors said that maybe one day Buffy would see again, but even Buffy didn't believe that. Sure she wanted to see again, but all those words that the doctor had said. She was sure they were said more to restore hope in her mother than for actual fact. Joyce truly believed that Buffy would see again one day. But Buffy. She learned so fast, her experiences as being blind made her learn in only six months. Most of the people who knew her said Buffy was amazing, but she just thought that she needed to learn to live with what she had.
Suddenly Buffy bumped into something, or rather, someone. That happened sometimes, but usually people knew that she couldn't see them. Obviously the person was new in town.
"Bloody hell! Are you blind?" It was the voice of a man with an accent. Nice voice, but too sharp. Oh, maybe she broke something.
"I. I'm s-sorry. Did I break some of your stuff?" Buffy asked and looked down at the guy. He was bending down to get his stuff. She knew this because she could feel it.
"No, thank God you didn't. Can you imagine how much these books cost?" Spike asked angrily as he stood up. The chit looked like your typical Californian babe: blonde hair, small and pretty body, bronze tan, green eyes. Those eyes, they looked so. so. empty.
"I'm really, really sorry." Buffy repeated, but still could feel the guy looking down at her angrily.
"Well you should bloody look where you going!" That voice, mmmm. But why was he so angry? It wasn't her fault she knocked him down. Well, ok, it was, but she truly didn't see him. "Stupid bint!" He cursed quietly more to himself than to Buffy, but she heard it anyway; with the loss of her eyesight she had gotten better hearing (and olfaction, and feel too).
"Hey, I'm not stupid or a 'bint', whatever it is! Ok, maybe I bumped into you and knocked your books down, but that doesn't give you any right to call me stupid!" Now Buffy was angry too. Who the hell did he think he was?! Yeah, she was blind, but not stupid!
"Sure, you just walk down the street not looking around and bump into people who're carrying more than ten books. And no, you aren't stupid, just blind!" Spike wasn't yelling, but his voice was already loud enough to make Buffy take a step back. She hated when people yelled, especially after the accident, because now her hearing was even sharper. She didn't answer, just turned around and walked away. She didn't need to have someone yell at her. Even if she had knocked this someone down.
Spike looked as the blonde girl walked away. Ok, maybe he was too harsh with her, but these books cost more than the chit had ever seen.
"That was very insensitive from your side," said a brown-haired girl, who stepped beside Spike.
"Huh?" Spike looked at her confused.
"The way you spoke to her, or rather the words you said."
"What are you talking about?"
"The blonde that you just swore at, you said words that you should have kept to yourself." The brunette looked at him seriously.
"Can you bloody tell me what you're babbling about? She knocked me down; if some of these books had been damaged... She behaved like blind insomniac!" Spike said angrily.
"That's because she is," the brunette said calmly.
"What?" Spike looked confused.
"The girl is blind. Not stupid, just blind." With that the brunette turned around and walked away. Spike stood there shocked and then said to himself angrily, "Stupid wanker."
*** A/N (Here and there! I love power over this fic :) ): Here's the second chappie, I'll try to put next one soon, but. Well it's still at my beta's :) Kisses, Ally!