Chapter 5: A Broken Heart
"I still don't understand why you're dating that skanky ho of all people."
"Hey! Don't you dare call her that name!"
Spike pointed one long index finger at Buffy, feeling offended when she called his girlfriend, Dru, a name. Buffy just rolled her eyes as she put his finger down.
Spike did never have great taste in women, but Buffy could understand that since he was never really serious about any of them. But this woman was beyond worse! Buffy rather let Spike date any other girls he pleased, even two or more girls at the same time, than let him get involved with Drusilla seriously.
"Oh, come on. How can you not see that? That girl is just using you. Oh wait, of course you CANNOT see it since you are SO MADLY in love with her. Geez Spike, your taste is sooo getting worse now."
"And your taste is better than mine? God, Buffy you could have chosen a better man than that wanker!" Spike snapped, clenching his teeth.
"Hey! He IS better!" Buffy snapped back.
"Better than who? Scott Hope, who turned out to be gay? Scott was a bloody lot better than that whelp, I'll have you know that. Too bad he was more interested in me than you!"
Buffy suppressed her chuckle at his last sentence. But she put her angry face back on.
"But he's nice...gentlemanly, friendly..."
"And boring!" Spike added.
"He is soo not boring!" Buffy defended her boyfriend.
"Yeah? Then what was the last topic he talked about yesterday?" Spike challenged her, his blue orbs dared her hazel ones. Buffy was silenced a little while, thinking of an answer.
"You see, you don't even remember any bloody words that came out of his mouth."
"Yes, I do! I-I just tried to decide which one I should tell you about." Buffy's voice sounded more like in a frustration, her mouth started to curl into a pout.
"And besides, it's not like you even remember any words she spoke either!" Buffy changed the object of their argument.
A cocky grin started to form across his lips. "Well, pet. That's because we didn't need to speak at all." Buffy's eyes widened, her nose scrunched making a disgusted look on her face.
"Okay, eew!! I so do NOT need the image. Thanks for the thought, Spike!" Buffy glared at his smug look as she tried to block all the images of Spike and Dru doing God knows what.
"What?!?" Spike's expression turned innocent.
"God, why did I have to discuss this with you?" Buffy threw her arms in the air, shaking her head a little.
"Need I remind you pet that YOU'RE the one who brought up this little conversation."
Buffy sighed heavily, silently admitting that he was right. She hated when she was the one who brought up an argument and lost it to Spike. "Fine. But I still think that she's just using you. Don't you know that she'sBEYOND worse than Harmony? She's like the queen of all queen bitches in SunnyD."
Buffy shuddered at the thought of someone a lot worse than Harmony, the Miss Popular-with-no-brain. Thank god, Spike never thought of dating Harmony. If he had, Buffy would have practiced to hypnotize Spike to leave her or do voodoo on Harmony if the first one didn't work.
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For two whole months Spike and Buffy dated Drusilla and Angel respectively. Even though they kept bickering about the other's partners, about just how wrong their choices were.
Angel kept listening to more stories about Spike and Buffy together and he began to doubt if he was good enough for Buffy. He didn't hang around Buffy's friends much, especially when Spike was around. He couldn't afford to see Spike and Buffy laughing at each other's jokes without any awareness that they were actually seeing someone else. He just couldn't ignore the sparks of jealousy in his mind every time Buffy smiled warmly at Spike and he smiled back. And his heart kept breaking bit by bit whenever he caught a glimpse of Buffy's face scowling at the sight of Spike and Drusilla together.
Buffy walked inside Spike's house, passing by the living room and went straight to his room. She poked her head inside the empty room and called out his name.
"Spike?"
She waited a few seconds to listen for an answer, but it was silent. Buffy pulled her head back and closed the door. She darted her eyes around the space, trying to catch a glimpse of a tall bleached young man. She finally caught a red dot burning like a fire and a smoke winding up in the air, outside in the backyard. Buffy headed to the backyard and sighed in relief when she saw the person she'd been searching for sitting on the wooden step.
"Hey, bleached boy! What are you doing? I'm taking it that Giles isn't here, huh! What with you smoking here and all," Buffy started talking as she took a seat next to him. Spike threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped it off with his boot. "You know, if I were you, I would've thrown the butt somewhere far from this house coz Giles would know that you've-" Buffy cut off her sentence when she looked at his face with the help of the backyard light.
Spike's once-crystal blue eyes looked dead and empty, tears have glistened his cheeks as he pursed his lips together. Buffy's heart wrenched at the sight of him. She would kill any one who made Spike's features turn into this.
"Spike, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice clearly filled with concern. She reached his shoulder and rubbed it, trying to ease his pain.
"You were right, Buffy. You were right all along." Spike's voice came hoarsely followed by his forced laughter. He shook his head slightly as he bowed it down, refusing to look her in the eye.
"I was right about what?" Buffy's voice softened as she sympathized for her best friend.
"Everything. Everything about her. She-" Spike paused a little while, trying to compose himself. "She's nothing but a bloody skanky ho." Buffy suppressed her smile when he used the words she said about Drusilla earlier. But from the sorrow that washed over his features, she knew that he did love Drusilla. It was a shame that his girlfriend never appreciated him.
"She cheated on me, Buffy. She's been cheating on me all these months. And…and I was stupid enough not to realize that she was just using me," Spike finally broke down as he finished his sentence.
"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry." Buffy pulled him into her embrace. He rested his head on her shoulder as he held onto her for a dear life. One of Buffy's hands touched his head, caressing the strands of his hair as the other stroked his back gently with the same rhythm. She whispered soothing words in his ear as he sobbed and choked once in a while, soaking her blouse's collar.
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Drusilla's face was filled with laughter as she chatted with the most annoying spoilt brats, Harmony and Kendra at one of the benches in the school's front yard. Buffy tightened her jaw at the scene in front of her. Her teeth gritted, full of hatred for the long raven-haired girl.
How could she laugh like that after she'd been caught cheating with Parker, the jock who didn't even know how to spell the word 'unbelievable'? Parker's brain was built from a combination of Harmony's useless mind and some pot junkie's, so go figure.
Buffy stomped her boots, heading to the group and grasped Drusilla's arm, swinging her around to face her. "Can I talk you for a sec?" Buffy didn't wait for an answer as she pulled Drusilla with her, finding a good spot to give the black dressed slim form a piece of her mind.
"Ow! You're hurting me." Drusilla jerked her arm from Buffy's grip.
"Yeah? Well maybe you should think about it before you hurt someone else." Buffy shot a death glare at her.
"What the hell is your fucking problem?" Drusilla hissed, shooting a glare back at Buffy.
"MY. FUCKING. PROBLEM is you hurting my friend by cheating with some bastard who wasn't even worth a piece of trash like you," Buffy started yelling as she closed her distance with Drusilla, only inches apart from each other's noses. Drusilla pulled her head back, stepped back a little as she finally recognized whom she was talking about.
"Oh, you mean Spike." Drusilla sneered.
"Yes, I mean Spike! Unless there are still other guys who haven't woken up from your evil hypnotism and realized that you were just a little British tramp ready to be thrown out of this country." Drusilla's face now burnt up, seething. Buffy scoffed at the sudden change in Drusilla's façade. She began to speak again.
"You know what, I can understand you going after Parker since he doesn't have a brain at all. But Spike, he doesn't deserve to be treated like this. He-"
"No! He. Doesn't. Deserve. Me!" Drusilla cut Buffy off with her words, pronounced harshly one by one. "And I suggest you take him back to your little place coz I no longer need his service." Drusilla gave a sinister smile before she swayed around and began to walk off.
Buffy felt herself fuming, her ears turning red and her heart beating fast, uncontrollably. Before Drusilla managed to walk a foot away, Buffy caught her arm and swung her around again. She swayed her right hand with all her power, which then landed on Drusilla's smooth pale cheek and left a red hand marked on it. Drusilla touched her now sore cheek with her hand before she started boiling.
"You bitch!"
Drusilla jumped onto Buffy's body and the two young women started rolling on the green grass yard. Drusilla cried in pain as Buffy began pulling her hair. She tried to reach Buffy's hair and started to yank it as well. A crowd formed as the two still rolled across the ground, trying to be on top of the other's body.
Some people gasped and whispered at the scene, but most of them cheered at it, amused by the sudden free entertainment. As Buffy was on top of Drusilla's body and started to choke her to death, two strong arms grabbed her waist and dragged her off of Drusilla. Buffy struggled over the grip, then howled when Drusilla managed to leave a scratch on her ivory cheek with her long black pointy nails.
"You are not getting over this so soon. I'll be haunting you day and night! NOBODY messes with MY BEST FRIEND!!" Buffy yelled at the top of her lungs as she struggled over the tightened grip on her waist, her legs flying in the air. Her body was brought further from the crowd and Drusilla. Buffy was then dropped on the ground as soon as the crowd was nowhere to be seen. Those two arms swung her around, forcing her to face the other figure in the eye. She gasped in horror at the person in front of her, looking none too pleased.
to be continued