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Chapter 2 - Your Picture
Buffy slowly opened her eyes to try and figure out where she was. Her
head hurt like someone had hit her with a bat. Her eye make up was
smeared everywhere, and she looked like she hadn't showered in days.
She looked around and saw Angel next to her. She flinched at the
sight of him. He wasn't bad looking but he wasn't her usual type. He
had a smile on his face. Buffy snickered.
Dumbass. She thought to herself.
Then she remembered last night. The Bronze. Then the hotel, and
strangely she loved it. She loved not having to be tied down to one
guy; she never really had that freedom. She took a lot of the
enjoyment of ditching a guy, after a one-night stand. Trying not to
wake Angel she wiggled out of the bed, slipped on her clothes and
left the red wallpapered hotel room.
~*~
Spike woke up in an empty bed. Faith must have left he thought to
himself. He was actually glad. The brunette was just for a one-night
stand; it just made it easier on him. She seemed to be after exactly same thing he was after which makes everyone's life a little easier.
He stood up and headed to the bathroom to take a piss.
After coming out of the bathroom he headed to his studio apartment.
When he arrived he immediately headed for his shower.
While he was in the shower he thought of his last girlfriend.
God he loved her so much. She was the perfect creature. They went to
high school together, but were never really friends, they just knew
each other from around. Then college came and they ended up sharing
house with Willow and Xander, their best friends. After living with a
practical stranger, they weren't exactly buddies. They hated each
other at first, but grew in love. No one could separate them.
Everyone saw the! m as they perfect couple. Great conversation. Hot
sex and anything else you could add, they had it. After college was
when things became too heavy for Spike. They decided to share an
apartment. They went to work during the day and spent the night
together. This went on for a year with out a hitch, then Spike went
out one day and it had hit him. He hadn't even realized he was so far
deep into this relationship. He suddenly felt trapped so that's when
he left.
He left the shower and sat down on the bed in his studio apartment.
He leaned over and picked up the picture he took of Buffy the day he
had left. Her hair was straight, down and she looked absolutely
beautiful. A goddess.
The Picture read
'Buffy
April 10, 2004'
~*~
Buffy made her way into the apartment and threw her purse on the
couch.
She stripped down and went into the bathroom to wash everything away.
Her make-up and the dirtiness she felt, mentally and physically.
While she was in the bathroom she thought of her l! ast boyfriend.
She didn't know why he left. It started in high school. She would see
him around and there were a few smiles but that was really about it.
In college they ended up sharing a house with their two best friends.
She hated him, he was a jerk and he was as annoying as anyone could
possibly be.
Then she was forced to look at him a new way. A different, but better
way. They eventually fell in love. They had the perfect relationship
by anyone's view. Then when college ended they shared an apartment.
During the day it was work but at nights it was play. Buffy could
tell the burden of their relationship was starting to get to him, but
she didn't think he would leave by putting a note in their bed. She
thought they would be able to work it out like any other relationship.
Buffy exited the shower and entered her bedroom sitting on her bed.
She sat on the edge by the nightstand and opened the drawer and there it was. The! picture she had took of him the day he had left. He looked so!
hot , his hair slicked back, wearing his duster. The picture
read:
'Spike
4/10'
Buffy missed him so much but he's the one who left her, and she was
going out again tonight, to find someone to fill the hole that he had
left in her soul.
Chapter 2 - Your Picture
Buffy slowly opened her eyes to try and figure out where she was. Her
head hurt like someone had hit her with a bat. Her eye make up was
smeared everywhere, and she looked like she hadn't showered in days.
She looked around and saw Angel next to her. She flinched at the
sight of him. He wasn't bad looking but he wasn't her usual type. He
had a smile on his face. Buffy snickered.
Dumbass. She thought to herself.
Then she remembered last night. The Bronze. Then the hotel, and
strangely she loved it. She loved not having to be tied down to one
guy; she never really had that freedom. She took a lot of the
enjoyment of ditching a guy, after a one-night stand. Trying not to
wake Angel she wiggled out of the bed, slipped on her clothes and
left the red wallpapered hotel room.
~*~
Spike woke up in an empty bed. Faith must have left he thought to
himself. He was actually glad. The brunette was just for a one-night
stand; it just made it easier on him. She seemed to be after exactly same thing he was after which makes everyone's life a little easier.
He stood up and headed to the bathroom to take a piss.
After coming out of the bathroom he headed to his studio apartment.
When he arrived he immediately headed for his shower.
While he was in the shower he thought of his last girlfriend.
God he loved her so much. She was the perfect creature. They went to
high school together, but were never really friends, they just knew
each other from around. Then college came and they ended up sharing
house with Willow and Xander, their best friends. After living with a
practical stranger, they weren't exactly buddies. They hated each
other at first, but grew in love. No one could separate them.
Everyone saw the! m as they perfect couple. Great conversation. Hot
sex and anything else you could add, they had it. After college was
when things became too heavy for Spike. They decided to share an
apartment. They went to work during the day and spent the night
together. This went on for a year with out a hitch, then Spike went
out one day and it had hit him. He hadn't even realized he was so far
deep into this relationship. He suddenly felt trapped so that's when
he left.
He left the shower and sat down on the bed in his studio apartment.
He leaned over and picked up the picture he took of Buffy the day he
had left. Her hair was straight, down and she looked absolutely
beautiful. A goddess.
The Picture read
'Buffy
April 10, 2004'
~*~
Buffy made her way into the apartment and threw her purse on the
couch.
She stripped down and went into the bathroom to wash everything away.
Her make-up and the dirtiness she felt, mentally and physically.
While she was in the bathroom she thought of her l! ast boyfriend.
She didn't know why he left. It started in high school. She would see
him around and there were a few smiles but that was really about it.
In college they ended up sharing a house with their two best friends.
She hated him, he was a jerk and he was as annoying as anyone could
possibly be.
Then she was forced to look at him a new way. A different, but better
way. They eventually fell in love. They had the perfect relationship
by anyone's view. Then when college ended they shared an apartment.
During the day it was work but at nights it was play. Buffy could
tell the burden of their relationship was starting to get to him, but
she didn't think he would leave by putting a note in their bed. She
thought they would be able to work it out like any other relationship.
Buffy exited the shower and entered her bedroom sitting on her bed.
She sat on the edge by the nightstand and opened the drawer and there it was. The! picture she had took of him the day he had left. He looked so!
hot , his hair slicked back, wearing his duster. The picture
read:
'Spike
4/10'
Buffy missed him so much but he's the one who left her, and she was
going out again tonight, to find someone to fill the hole that he had
left in her soul.