A/N Ok, today we are going to thank Arobow, Shayla-BA, Kari, meg, Tariq and
kittenish for reviewing. And Arobow, the reason Spike and Angel seemed like
friends, was that whole family, I mean, there are times when you want to
kill your siblings, then the next minute your having a blast with them. I
kind ran that theme with the whole Angel and Spike thing. Hope that clears
up what ever you were confused about. Oh, and I fixed that little error in
chapter ten for you.
Disclaimer: Alas, every time I write this it gets even more depressing....
Summary: Buffy's just a normal girl who's lost her way in the world, but what happens when another lost soul captures her heart, and refuses to give it back?
Last Chapter Summary: Buffy obviously has some problems at home, and angel wants to help, he just doesn't know what the problem is....
But It Feels So Right
Buffy sighed, and sat down, today was going to be pretty hard. Angel hadn't come over on Saturday like he had said he would, and that had kind of bugged her, though, it was best that he hadn't come over. He father wouldn't have liked that very much.
She had dressed in baggy clothes today, hoping that would divert any attention to the bruises on her arms, that way, she wouldn't have to explain anything to anyone.
The sweatshirt he was wearing was old, but comfortable, the only thing she didn't like about it was that it made her look like someone who couldn't afford to go shopping. Her pants were baggy cargos that were to long, so she stepped on them when she walked, and she hadn't even bothered to brush her hair this morning, so it was a mess. Not typical for Buffy, who normally took at least some pride in her appearance.
When Willow approached her in homeroom, Buffy only smiled at her quickly, then went back to staring a hole through her desk. She wasn't in the mood for talking, and normally that's what Buffy and Willow did. Talk.
"Hey Buffy." Willow said, taking her seat, instantly noticing that Buffy was distancing herself, "What's wrong?"
Buffy didn't look up at willow when she answered, "Nothing, I'm fine."
"Right, what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it Willow." Buffy said, a little harsher than she had intended.
"Oh, never mind then" She said, still looking intently at her friend, "So, how was Friday night, with Angel, huh?"
Buffy looked over at her, "Fun, I had fun." She said with a lack on enthusiasm.
"Oh, did it go ok?"
"Yeah, it went fine." Buffy replied, laying her head down on her desk, not believing she could make it through the rest of the day, and it had only just begun.
"Hey Buffy, can we talk?" a familiar voice asked from behind her.
She turned around to look at the speaker, and she almost smiled when she found out it was Angel. Almost. Her face reflected that of an old man who had just lost his wife in a car accident.
"Sure...." She said, looking up at him.
Angel glanced at Willow, then back to Buffy, "Alone?"
"Oh, right." She stood up, and followed Angel out into the hallway, where there were only a couple of students hurrying to get to homeroom.
She leaned against the wall and looked up at him.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and Buffy gave him a quizzical look.
"Of course I'm alright."
"What happened Friday night?"
"Well, if I remember you and me went to the Bronze and-"
"Not, after that, when you got home."
"I went inside and went to bed, no big deal." She lied, hoping that he'd buy it.
"But you seemed scared to go inside Buffy." He said.
"What teenager wouldn't be? My parents told me I wasn't supposed to go out, and I snuck out of the house." She explained.
"It was more than that, you were petrified, Buffy. What happened?"
"I got grounded, no big." She said, getting just a bit defensive.
"Buffy, you can tell me." He said, trying to get a real answer out of her.
"Tell you what Angel?"
"Tell me what happened, what's going on with you?"
"Nothing, why won't you believe me?"
"Because you're lying to me Buffy. I would understand that a kid would be a little bit scared that their parents found out they snuck out, but not terrified."
"Angel I've known you for less than a week, you don't need to know my whole life story." She said, her voice rising just a little bit.
His expression changed, "Maybe I do, maybe I need to know what's going on in your life, I want to help."
"Help with what? You're going to step into my life, and make everything perfect, I don't think it works that way."
"Let me try Buffy. Let me in, tell me what happened to you, why are you acting like this?"
"Maybe it's none of your business." She said, angrily, pushing passed him.
He turned around, and grabbed her shoulder, turning her to face him. Buffy winced, and then looked at him, hoping he hadn't caught it, but he had.
Realization hit him, and Angel looked down at her. "Did he hit you?" he asked, not able to keep his newly arisen anger out of his voice.
Buffy looked down, suddenly loosing her ability to speak. He took his hand and cupped her chin in his hand, making her look up at him.
"Did he hit you?" he asked again.
Buffy looked into his eyes, and swallowed, "No."
Angel gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes, knowing she hadn't told him the truth.
Buffy took a deep breath, then stepped away from him, glancing down at the floor. He opened his eyes, and looked at her, questioning her choice to lie to him. Didn't she trust him?
"Buffy."
"No."
"Buffy, I-"
"Don't, just don't.... please.... just leave me alone." She said, and then turned from him, practically running down the hall, and out of the school.
Angel just stood there and watched her go. What was going on? Why was Buffy so defensive, and why would she lie to him. Did she really have something that she felt she couldn't share with him? Isn't that what a relation ship was, always having someone to talk to, who will understand you?
It took him a minute before he made the decision to run after her, he had to find her. Screw school, missing another day wasn't going to kill him.
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At first, Buffy was just running randomly, not caring where she was going. Then it hit her. She still had friends; she still had a place to go, to hide, and to get away from it all.
It took her a few minutes, but Buffy finally found what she was looking for. A small house with boarded up windows. The iron fence around the property was bent in one spot to allow easy access to the yard.
Buffy jumped over it with ease, and went around to the back door, knowing it would be open. But just incase she wasn't still welcome here; she knocked, loud, and hard on the door.
It opened, and a dark haired girl looked down at Buffy. "Well, well, well. Looks whose here fellas, Summers decided not to abandon us after all." She said, "Come on in B, what are you doing here?"
Buffy hesitantly walked through the door, and heard it thump closed behind her. She looked around; familiar faces greeting her as she did.
"Hey Buffy, you back for good this time, we missed you." One guy said from the corner. Buffy recognized him as her first boy friend, Pike. He was the only one in this crowd that was sane. He only hung out here because he had nowhere else to go.
When she didn't reply to his question, Pike got up and walked over to her. "You alright Buffy? You seem a little out of it."
"I'm fine, just zoning a little bit, you know me, and I tend to do that a lot." She said.
"Yeah, you do." He said, walking around behind her, and wrapping his arms around her.
This was foreign to Buffy, she and Pike were over, and him having his arms around her felt wrong. She leaned back against him, not knowing what else to do, and trying to make the situation a little less awkward for her. She tried to picture that she was with Angel now, not Pike.
She heard him groan, and turned her head, unsuccessfully trying to look at him. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just, god Buffy, you feel so good." He said, and Buffy felt his hands rubbing her stomach. She winced as they ran over one of her bruises, but Pike paid it no heed; she had had bruises when they were dating, it was normal to him. His hands roamed her stomach, going a little to low for her liking.
"Pike, stop it." She told him, finding herself relieved when his hands rested themselves on her stomach. "You can't do that anymore."
"And why not, you got someone new?" He asked, and Buffy turned around in his arms.
She thought for a second, were she and Angel girlfriend and boyfriend, or just friends? They hadn't kissed yet, but they had gone out. Could she say that she belonged to him, because she sure felt like she did.
"Yes, I did find someone new." She finally said, and Pike looked at her strangely.
He stared at her for a second, and then removed his hands from her waist. Taking a step back, he kept looking at her.
"Then why'd you come back?" he asked bitterly, now glaring at her.
"Woah there killer, I'm sure B never really left, she just needed some space, some time, ya know?" The brunette who had let her in said, stepping next to Buffy.
Pike glared at her, "What ever," she said, looking at Buffy once more before returning to where he had been sitting before.
"Thanks Faith."
"Any time, he's still a little possessive of you B, don't worry, it'll pass." She said, "So, who's the lucky guy?"
Buffy hesitated, "Well, we're kind of having some issues now, so I wouldn't call him lucky."
"Oh, what happened? You beat him up or something?"
"No, I kind of got beaten up, and just snapped at him." She said.
Faith ignored her second comment, "What do you mean got beaten up. Your old man still treating you like shit? When Buffy didn't answer, Faith gritted her teeth in anger, "Buffy, you can't let him do that to you, you have to fight back, or leave, because letting him do that isn't cool."
Buffy looked at her, "I have no where to go, and he's stronger than me, I can't do anything about it."
Faith sighed, "You're right B, you really don't have anywhere to go, and you can't do anything about it because you wont do anything about it."
"What do you mean?" Buffy asked looking surprised at Faith's reaction to her situation.
"I mean that you never stand up for yourself, you let people walk all over you. Look, this is the only advice you'll ever get out of me, but you can't let people do that to you." She said, "And I'm sorry to say, but you're not welcome here anymore, you know the rules. You leave, you're out."
Buffy looked at Faith, noting that she was perfectly serious, but then again, Buffy had known, she knew the rules of this place, hell, she had helped write them!
Nodding at Faith, and looking once more at pike, Buffy opened the door and stepped outside, there was only one way to get them to accept her again, and she didn't like that option. There were trials you had to go through to get in, and Buffy didn't want to repeat any of them.
She sighed, and walked around out to the front of the building. She sat down on a rock and put her head in her hands, what was she going to do? Going back to school would get her n trouble, going home, well that wasn't even an option, so she had no where to go. Even going home later was going to be tricky; if her parents found out she had run out of school, she would be in a lot of trouble.
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Angel walked out in the middle of the street, looking around for a sign of which way Buffy had gone. He had tried to follow her, but had gotten to the point where he had lost hope of finding her. At first he had still been able to see her, but she seemed to be trying to loose him, and it had worked.
He sighed, not knowing where Buffy would have gone, he hadn't known her for that long, ad didn't know any of the places she would run too. The only people he had ever seen her hang out with before she had met Willow and Xander, and himself, were punk kids.
He had known a couple of them a while back, Pike, Faith, Gunn. They had all used to be his 'friends' at one point in time. Then something had happened, Angel wasn't quite sure what it was, but it probably had something to do with him refusing to trash principle Snyder's car.
He shrugged those thoughts away, and concentrated on finding Buffy, even though he didn't know where to start. Deciding he couldn't d it alone, he raced back to his house, hoping to find that his cousin was still home.
A/N Um.... Not sure if this made that much sense, but for all those people who reviewed, again, thank you, everyone out there who doesn't review, you owe this chapter to them! And yes, I do find this to not be taking shape now, so please, bear with me here, ok? And plus, Angel's on in an hour, and I'm still not over the fact that it's the last episode....
Bloody SunSet
Disclaimer: Alas, every time I write this it gets even more depressing....
Summary: Buffy's just a normal girl who's lost her way in the world, but what happens when another lost soul captures her heart, and refuses to give it back?
Last Chapter Summary: Buffy obviously has some problems at home, and angel wants to help, he just doesn't know what the problem is....
But It Feels So Right
Buffy sighed, and sat down, today was going to be pretty hard. Angel hadn't come over on Saturday like he had said he would, and that had kind of bugged her, though, it was best that he hadn't come over. He father wouldn't have liked that very much.
She had dressed in baggy clothes today, hoping that would divert any attention to the bruises on her arms, that way, she wouldn't have to explain anything to anyone.
The sweatshirt he was wearing was old, but comfortable, the only thing she didn't like about it was that it made her look like someone who couldn't afford to go shopping. Her pants were baggy cargos that were to long, so she stepped on them when she walked, and she hadn't even bothered to brush her hair this morning, so it was a mess. Not typical for Buffy, who normally took at least some pride in her appearance.
When Willow approached her in homeroom, Buffy only smiled at her quickly, then went back to staring a hole through her desk. She wasn't in the mood for talking, and normally that's what Buffy and Willow did. Talk.
"Hey Buffy." Willow said, taking her seat, instantly noticing that Buffy was distancing herself, "What's wrong?"
Buffy didn't look up at willow when she answered, "Nothing, I'm fine."
"Right, what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it Willow." Buffy said, a little harsher than she had intended.
"Oh, never mind then" She said, still looking intently at her friend, "So, how was Friday night, with Angel, huh?"
Buffy looked over at her, "Fun, I had fun." She said with a lack on enthusiasm.
"Oh, did it go ok?"
"Yeah, it went fine." Buffy replied, laying her head down on her desk, not believing she could make it through the rest of the day, and it had only just begun.
"Hey Buffy, can we talk?" a familiar voice asked from behind her.
She turned around to look at the speaker, and she almost smiled when she found out it was Angel. Almost. Her face reflected that of an old man who had just lost his wife in a car accident.
"Sure...." She said, looking up at him.
Angel glanced at Willow, then back to Buffy, "Alone?"
"Oh, right." She stood up, and followed Angel out into the hallway, where there were only a couple of students hurrying to get to homeroom.
She leaned against the wall and looked up at him.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and Buffy gave him a quizzical look.
"Of course I'm alright."
"What happened Friday night?"
"Well, if I remember you and me went to the Bronze and-"
"Not, after that, when you got home."
"I went inside and went to bed, no big deal." She lied, hoping that he'd buy it.
"But you seemed scared to go inside Buffy." He said.
"What teenager wouldn't be? My parents told me I wasn't supposed to go out, and I snuck out of the house." She explained.
"It was more than that, you were petrified, Buffy. What happened?"
"I got grounded, no big." She said, getting just a bit defensive.
"Buffy, you can tell me." He said, trying to get a real answer out of her.
"Tell you what Angel?"
"Tell me what happened, what's going on with you?"
"Nothing, why won't you believe me?"
"Because you're lying to me Buffy. I would understand that a kid would be a little bit scared that their parents found out they snuck out, but not terrified."
"Angel I've known you for less than a week, you don't need to know my whole life story." She said, her voice rising just a little bit.
His expression changed, "Maybe I do, maybe I need to know what's going on in your life, I want to help."
"Help with what? You're going to step into my life, and make everything perfect, I don't think it works that way."
"Let me try Buffy. Let me in, tell me what happened to you, why are you acting like this?"
"Maybe it's none of your business." She said, angrily, pushing passed him.
He turned around, and grabbed her shoulder, turning her to face him. Buffy winced, and then looked at him, hoping he hadn't caught it, but he had.
Realization hit him, and Angel looked down at her. "Did he hit you?" he asked, not able to keep his newly arisen anger out of his voice.
Buffy looked down, suddenly loosing her ability to speak. He took his hand and cupped her chin in his hand, making her look up at him.
"Did he hit you?" he asked again.
Buffy looked into his eyes, and swallowed, "No."
Angel gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes, knowing she hadn't told him the truth.
Buffy took a deep breath, then stepped away from him, glancing down at the floor. He opened his eyes, and looked at her, questioning her choice to lie to him. Didn't she trust him?
"Buffy."
"No."
"Buffy, I-"
"Don't, just don't.... please.... just leave me alone." She said, and then turned from him, practically running down the hall, and out of the school.
Angel just stood there and watched her go. What was going on? Why was Buffy so defensive, and why would she lie to him. Did she really have something that she felt she couldn't share with him? Isn't that what a relation ship was, always having someone to talk to, who will understand you?
It took him a minute before he made the decision to run after her, he had to find her. Screw school, missing another day wasn't going to kill him.
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At first, Buffy was just running randomly, not caring where she was going. Then it hit her. She still had friends; she still had a place to go, to hide, and to get away from it all.
It took her a few minutes, but Buffy finally found what she was looking for. A small house with boarded up windows. The iron fence around the property was bent in one spot to allow easy access to the yard.
Buffy jumped over it with ease, and went around to the back door, knowing it would be open. But just incase she wasn't still welcome here; she knocked, loud, and hard on the door.
It opened, and a dark haired girl looked down at Buffy. "Well, well, well. Looks whose here fellas, Summers decided not to abandon us after all." She said, "Come on in B, what are you doing here?"
Buffy hesitantly walked through the door, and heard it thump closed behind her. She looked around; familiar faces greeting her as she did.
"Hey Buffy, you back for good this time, we missed you." One guy said from the corner. Buffy recognized him as her first boy friend, Pike. He was the only one in this crowd that was sane. He only hung out here because he had nowhere else to go.
When she didn't reply to his question, Pike got up and walked over to her. "You alright Buffy? You seem a little out of it."
"I'm fine, just zoning a little bit, you know me, and I tend to do that a lot." She said.
"Yeah, you do." He said, walking around behind her, and wrapping his arms around her.
This was foreign to Buffy, she and Pike were over, and him having his arms around her felt wrong. She leaned back against him, not knowing what else to do, and trying to make the situation a little less awkward for her. She tried to picture that she was with Angel now, not Pike.
She heard him groan, and turned her head, unsuccessfully trying to look at him. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just, god Buffy, you feel so good." He said, and Buffy felt his hands rubbing her stomach. She winced as they ran over one of her bruises, but Pike paid it no heed; she had had bruises when they were dating, it was normal to him. His hands roamed her stomach, going a little to low for her liking.
"Pike, stop it." She told him, finding herself relieved when his hands rested themselves on her stomach. "You can't do that anymore."
"And why not, you got someone new?" He asked, and Buffy turned around in his arms.
She thought for a second, were she and Angel girlfriend and boyfriend, or just friends? They hadn't kissed yet, but they had gone out. Could she say that she belonged to him, because she sure felt like she did.
"Yes, I did find someone new." She finally said, and Pike looked at her strangely.
He stared at her for a second, and then removed his hands from her waist. Taking a step back, he kept looking at her.
"Then why'd you come back?" he asked bitterly, now glaring at her.
"Woah there killer, I'm sure B never really left, she just needed some space, some time, ya know?" The brunette who had let her in said, stepping next to Buffy.
Pike glared at her, "What ever," she said, looking at Buffy once more before returning to where he had been sitting before.
"Thanks Faith."
"Any time, he's still a little possessive of you B, don't worry, it'll pass." She said, "So, who's the lucky guy?"
Buffy hesitated, "Well, we're kind of having some issues now, so I wouldn't call him lucky."
"Oh, what happened? You beat him up or something?"
"No, I kind of got beaten up, and just snapped at him." She said.
Faith ignored her second comment, "What do you mean got beaten up. Your old man still treating you like shit? When Buffy didn't answer, Faith gritted her teeth in anger, "Buffy, you can't let him do that to you, you have to fight back, or leave, because letting him do that isn't cool."
Buffy looked at her, "I have no where to go, and he's stronger than me, I can't do anything about it."
Faith sighed, "You're right B, you really don't have anywhere to go, and you can't do anything about it because you wont do anything about it."
"What do you mean?" Buffy asked looking surprised at Faith's reaction to her situation.
"I mean that you never stand up for yourself, you let people walk all over you. Look, this is the only advice you'll ever get out of me, but you can't let people do that to you." She said, "And I'm sorry to say, but you're not welcome here anymore, you know the rules. You leave, you're out."
Buffy looked at Faith, noting that she was perfectly serious, but then again, Buffy had known, she knew the rules of this place, hell, she had helped write them!
Nodding at Faith, and looking once more at pike, Buffy opened the door and stepped outside, there was only one way to get them to accept her again, and she didn't like that option. There were trials you had to go through to get in, and Buffy didn't want to repeat any of them.
She sighed, and walked around out to the front of the building. She sat down on a rock and put her head in her hands, what was she going to do? Going back to school would get her n trouble, going home, well that wasn't even an option, so she had no where to go. Even going home later was going to be tricky; if her parents found out she had run out of school, she would be in a lot of trouble.
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Angel walked out in the middle of the street, looking around for a sign of which way Buffy had gone. He had tried to follow her, but had gotten to the point where he had lost hope of finding her. At first he had still been able to see her, but she seemed to be trying to loose him, and it had worked.
He sighed, not knowing where Buffy would have gone, he hadn't known her for that long, ad didn't know any of the places she would run too. The only people he had ever seen her hang out with before she had met Willow and Xander, and himself, were punk kids.
He had known a couple of them a while back, Pike, Faith, Gunn. They had all used to be his 'friends' at one point in time. Then something had happened, Angel wasn't quite sure what it was, but it probably had something to do with him refusing to trash principle Snyder's car.
He shrugged those thoughts away, and concentrated on finding Buffy, even though he didn't know where to start. Deciding he couldn't d it alone, he raced back to his house, hoping to find that his cousin was still home.
A/N Um.... Not sure if this made that much sense, but for all those people who reviewed, again, thank you, everyone out there who doesn't review, you owe this chapter to them! And yes, I do find this to not be taking shape now, so please, bear with me here, ok? And plus, Angel's on in an hour, and I'm still not over the fact that it's the last episode....
Bloody SunSet