TITLE: In the Past, In the Future
AUTHOR: Danielle
E-MAIL: eternally218yahoo.com DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: AU Buffy and Angel are forced to marry, but what happens in the future? DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: The reason that this is out so late which I am forever so sorry about is because first I went to Paris with my mom and I couldn't do anything, but I went to the Rodin museum and that inspired my next story which I think will be great which I already started and also I had finals this week but now I am done and that's why, sorry again.
AN: Thanks for the feedback from these people, I adore you guys:
BAshipper101, BRITTANNIE, Willow92, Lynn, Jerica, Nancy, ..Nicole,
KIM2004, liit06, Akay, Lauren B., Shady. S, Ashleigh, skye-lark913,
WICKEDTEMPTRESS, Jaci-Angel-Buffy-luver, Heather, mz.sarje, never look
back, Danielle218Lover( I found this one interesting), Britt, Katie,
Melanie, skye-lark913, Becca, BAshipper101, Lucifer's Angel
AN: If anyone knows the names of the airports near Tuscany, Rome or
Athens please email me them, thanks also I don't normally do this and
I keep forgetting to send this person feedback but Akay your stories
every single one of them are amazing and if you haven't read them read
them there great!!
Part 16
Angel sat on his chair staring at the painting in front of him. It was beautiful. But then again the object was the most beautiful thing in the world to him. He traced the side of her face and suddenly he felt the need to rip something apart, hurt something or even kill something. He had never felt so violent before, and over some girl. He made himself laugh. Him, Angel O'Connor obsessing over some girl. But she wasn't some girl she was Buffy. Five foot two, blonde, and gorgeous. He looked at the painting eyes and almost cried. They were devastating.
"Are you coming tonight?" Cordelia asked.
Angel looked up and found his best friends gaze looking at him, "Where?"
"Your Mom's house. The cocktail party she had been talking about for ages. Remember?"
"Oh yeah. I-I'm coming, why wouldn't I?"
"'Cause it looks like someone just pulled your heart out." Cordelia said bluntly.
Yeah, someone did and that someone is me, I did it to myself. "Cordelia, do you need something?"
"Yeah, I want to know what the hell is wrong and were did Buffy disappear to?" She said sitting in the chair across from him crossing her arms and legs waiting.
Angel looked at his best friend and his shoulders slouched. He could never get away when it came to her. But that didn't mean he had to talk.
"Angel, you better start talking or I might... sing!" she said raising a pointing finger in his direction. He said nothing. "Angel! Fine! Rain drops and roses and dream colorrrrrrrred kisses. Uhhhhh, Kish and snechiel, oh hell I'm going to slap at you if you don't tell what the hell is wrong!"
"That's not part of the song, and nothing else you sang is either."
"Angel, answer the question."
"Which one?"
"Where is BUFFY?" Cordelia yelled.
"She went home!"
"I figured that much, can you tell me why?" She said raising her eyebrows.
"I told her to."
"What..." Cordelia asked quietly.
"Mom told me to."
Cordelia shook her head. She understood how hard it was to live in that sort world. To have demanding parents that wouldn't leave you alone. Parents you wanted to slap because they ran your life and you couldn't make one decision in it without them being in your face. But then again Cordelia was able to dodge that all by dating Doyle.
"How did you do it?" Angel said putting his head in his hands.
Cordelia already knowing what he was talking about said, "I pretty much told them that I loved him and I wouldn't care what they said because I did. And if they did anything to get rid of him I would go out and get pregnant with some biker. Then marry in the Little White Chapel in Vegas." She said with a shrug of her shoulders.
Angel stared at her and rolled his eyes. "You would never," he laughed.
"Of course not. But my parents obviously thought I would so they said nothing. I think they are praying that we break up quick but I don't see that happing in the near future. You know with Doyle proposing and all." She says innocently.
Angel looked at her in shock and a grin came to his face, "Cordelia that's great!" he got up and hugged her and then sat back down, "When did it happen?"
"Last night. We were uh doing it and then like in the middle of his orgasm he goes marry and of course I'm sort of like shut up and get me to climax and then were in our afterglow when the words suddenly hit me and I jump up in bed and said do you really want to me marry me and he goes yes and gets this out of his pockets." Cordelia showed Angel her left hand and he saw a square cut diamond ring.
"Cordelia, that's great," Angel said, genuinely happy for her.
"Yeah. Doyle said he had wanted to ask for months but never had the guts. Said he had been saving up the money to buy the ring and he said 'I know it's not fancy or anything but it's the best I could get' and I was like I don't care and its beautiful I think, and that's all that matters, but we already had a fight on who gets to be best man and made of honor."
Angel smirked, "And what was this fight about?"
"Doyle wants you to be his best man but I want you to be my maid of honor."
"Cordelia..."
"Shut up. I don't have a lot of friends and you're my favorite and I would have asked Buffy but you obviously broke her heart and would never want to talk to me again. But you will see her at the wedding."
Angel started to slump at the mention of his Buffy's name. No not his anymore. I broke her heart. "Cordelia I really don't want to talk about it."
"Okay, but you have to talk to me about it eventully."
Angel nodded his head and got dropping the picture that was on his lap to the floor. He looked down at it and felt tears start to form in his eyes. Cordelia was right she probably hated everyone who was rich now. And it was his fault. He knew that now. It wasn't his parents, he could have been like Cordelia and not listened he could have said 'Fuck you guys and fuck this. I Love Buffy and nothing you say is going to stop me.' He suddenly stopped thinking and his eyes went huge.
"Angel are you okay?" Cordelia asked frantically.
"I can't love her!" Angel yelled. He shook his head and dropped back into the chair. Taking the picture and holding it as his life line almost.
"Angel, what's wrong with loving her?" Cordelia asked gently, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I don't," he replied.
Cordelia nodded her head, "Okay."
Angel stood again and let the picture fall and didn't look back down. "We better go, we might be late." Cordelia knew better then to talk to him about Buffy as much as she wanted to. But she knew he wasn't in his right mind at the moment. So she let the subject dropped and followed him out the door.
Angel got into his car waiting for Cordelia. He stared the engine. He didn't believe in fate, he didn't believe in soul mates, or in love. He didn't believe in star crossed love our that Romeo and Juliet crap. He wasn't breaking the rules of fate and he didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore, because he didn't have her.
TBC- I need the feedback!! Please let's feed the poor little person that needs the feedback and as you say in Hebrew Bvakush and that means please!!! And I knows this part isn't that long and I'm warning you guys in advance that the next part isn't that long either but part 18 is really long and I think so is 19.
E-MAIL: eternally218yahoo.com DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: AU Buffy and Angel are forced to marry, but what happens in the future? DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: The reason that this is out so late which I am forever so sorry about is because first I went to Paris with my mom and I couldn't do anything, but I went to the Rodin museum and that inspired my next story which I think will be great which I already started and also I had finals this week but now I am done and that's why, sorry again.
AN: Thanks for the feedback from these people, I adore you guys:
BAshipper101, BRITTANNIE, Willow92, Lynn, Jerica, Nancy, ..Nicole,
KIM2004, liit06, Akay, Lauren B., Shady. S, Ashleigh, skye-lark913,
WICKEDTEMPTRESS, Jaci-Angel-Buffy-luver, Heather, mz.sarje, never look
back, Danielle218Lover( I found this one interesting), Britt, Katie,
Melanie, skye-lark913, Becca, BAshipper101, Lucifer's Angel
AN: If anyone knows the names of the airports near Tuscany, Rome or
Athens please email me them, thanks also I don't normally do this and
I keep forgetting to send this person feedback but Akay your stories
every single one of them are amazing and if you haven't read them read
them there great!!
Part 16
Angel sat on his chair staring at the painting in front of him. It was beautiful. But then again the object was the most beautiful thing in the world to him. He traced the side of her face and suddenly he felt the need to rip something apart, hurt something or even kill something. He had never felt so violent before, and over some girl. He made himself laugh. Him, Angel O'Connor obsessing over some girl. But she wasn't some girl she was Buffy. Five foot two, blonde, and gorgeous. He looked at the painting eyes and almost cried. They were devastating.
"Are you coming tonight?" Cordelia asked.
Angel looked up and found his best friends gaze looking at him, "Where?"
"Your Mom's house. The cocktail party she had been talking about for ages. Remember?"
"Oh yeah. I-I'm coming, why wouldn't I?"
"'Cause it looks like someone just pulled your heart out." Cordelia said bluntly.
Yeah, someone did and that someone is me, I did it to myself. "Cordelia, do you need something?"
"Yeah, I want to know what the hell is wrong and were did Buffy disappear to?" She said sitting in the chair across from him crossing her arms and legs waiting.
Angel looked at his best friend and his shoulders slouched. He could never get away when it came to her. But that didn't mean he had to talk.
"Angel, you better start talking or I might... sing!" she said raising a pointing finger in his direction. He said nothing. "Angel! Fine! Rain drops and roses and dream colorrrrrrrred kisses. Uhhhhh, Kish and snechiel, oh hell I'm going to slap at you if you don't tell what the hell is wrong!"
"That's not part of the song, and nothing else you sang is either."
"Angel, answer the question."
"Which one?"
"Where is BUFFY?" Cordelia yelled.
"She went home!"
"I figured that much, can you tell me why?" She said raising her eyebrows.
"I told her to."
"What..." Cordelia asked quietly.
"Mom told me to."
Cordelia shook her head. She understood how hard it was to live in that sort world. To have demanding parents that wouldn't leave you alone. Parents you wanted to slap because they ran your life and you couldn't make one decision in it without them being in your face. But then again Cordelia was able to dodge that all by dating Doyle.
"How did you do it?" Angel said putting his head in his hands.
Cordelia already knowing what he was talking about said, "I pretty much told them that I loved him and I wouldn't care what they said because I did. And if they did anything to get rid of him I would go out and get pregnant with some biker. Then marry in the Little White Chapel in Vegas." She said with a shrug of her shoulders.
Angel stared at her and rolled his eyes. "You would never," he laughed.
"Of course not. But my parents obviously thought I would so they said nothing. I think they are praying that we break up quick but I don't see that happing in the near future. You know with Doyle proposing and all." She says innocently.
Angel looked at her in shock and a grin came to his face, "Cordelia that's great!" he got up and hugged her and then sat back down, "When did it happen?"
"Last night. We were uh doing it and then like in the middle of his orgasm he goes marry and of course I'm sort of like shut up and get me to climax and then were in our afterglow when the words suddenly hit me and I jump up in bed and said do you really want to me marry me and he goes yes and gets this out of his pockets." Cordelia showed Angel her left hand and he saw a square cut diamond ring.
"Cordelia, that's great," Angel said, genuinely happy for her.
"Yeah. Doyle said he had wanted to ask for months but never had the guts. Said he had been saving up the money to buy the ring and he said 'I know it's not fancy or anything but it's the best I could get' and I was like I don't care and its beautiful I think, and that's all that matters, but we already had a fight on who gets to be best man and made of honor."
Angel smirked, "And what was this fight about?"
"Doyle wants you to be his best man but I want you to be my maid of honor."
"Cordelia..."
"Shut up. I don't have a lot of friends and you're my favorite and I would have asked Buffy but you obviously broke her heart and would never want to talk to me again. But you will see her at the wedding."
Angel started to slump at the mention of his Buffy's name. No not his anymore. I broke her heart. "Cordelia I really don't want to talk about it."
"Okay, but you have to talk to me about it eventully."
Angel nodded his head and got dropping the picture that was on his lap to the floor. He looked down at it and felt tears start to form in his eyes. Cordelia was right she probably hated everyone who was rich now. And it was his fault. He knew that now. It wasn't his parents, he could have been like Cordelia and not listened he could have said 'Fuck you guys and fuck this. I Love Buffy and nothing you say is going to stop me.' He suddenly stopped thinking and his eyes went huge.
"Angel are you okay?" Cordelia asked frantically.
"I can't love her!" Angel yelled. He shook his head and dropped back into the chair. Taking the picture and holding it as his life line almost.
"Angel, what's wrong with loving her?" Cordelia asked gently, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I don't," he replied.
Cordelia nodded her head, "Okay."
Angel stood again and let the picture fall and didn't look back down. "We better go, we might be late." Cordelia knew better then to talk to him about Buffy as much as she wanted to. But she knew he wasn't in his right mind at the moment. So she let the subject dropped and followed him out the door.
Angel got into his car waiting for Cordelia. He stared the engine. He didn't believe in fate, he didn't believe in soul mates, or in love. He didn't believe in star crossed love our that Romeo and Juliet crap. He wasn't breaking the rules of fate and he didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore, because he didn't have her.
TBC- I need the feedback!! Please let's feed the poor little person that needs the feedback and as you say in Hebrew Bvakush and that means please!!! And I knows this part isn't that long and I'm warning you guys in advance that the next part isn't that long either but part 18 is really long and I think so is 19.