A Lovers Quarrel
Buffy quickly walked out of Spike's crypt not believing she did something like that with Spike of all people. She was convinced that before she knew it, she would be inviting demons over for milk and cookies. What was happening to her, she used to be feared by vampires before they even made contact with her and now she was teasing and being teased by one. She just told herself that it was because Riley left her vulnerable but deep down she knew that wasn't true. But her alter egos kept debating the issue at hand. Which was 'Why was she doing things like that.' and with 'Spike'? She couldn't comprehend her own emotions much less what others were feeling for her. Spike was probably just messing with her, at least that's what she thought. He probably was tempting her then when vulnerable enough he would do something to ruin her forever. All she wanted to do was push this deep in the closet located in her head where distant memories were kept. Never wanting to live over how much physical power he had over her body. She just wanted to get home and take a shower hoping to wash away the feeling he left when he had touched her. Buffy scurried around the basement as she threw the basket of clothes in the washer that was now forming suds. She wanted to get everything clean before she took her shower. She felt so dirty and low for interacting with Spike the way she had. Every time she thought of him touching her she quivered. The thing that made her even sicker was the fact that she didn't know weather it was a disgusted quiver or another kind she had felt with Riley and Angel. She also knew Spike would never let her live it down. He was smart enough not to mention it in front of the scoobies but every time they would be alone she knew he would bring it up. He was just obnoxious that way. The second she thought about how annoying he could be a smile formed on her face, but quickly scolded herself for the action. She marched upstairs with her fists to her sides and her knuckles were quickly turning white. She now hated herself for all this, blaming herself. She stomped up the stairs to the bathroom. The moment she entered the room she turned to the mirror and just stared at herself in the mirror. What was happening to the Slayer? She quickly pulled off all her clothes in frustration. She was glad that the clothes were washing on cold because she needed a nice hot shower to wash away all these immoral thoughts. Walking over to the shower she turned the faucets till she acquired the temperature she wanted. The stepped in till the cold tile touched her feet. Buffy smiled relaxing into the warm falling water. This was perfect exactly what she needed right now. 'You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be You're frozen When your heart's not open' She grabbed her washcloth off the edge of the shower and poured a generous amount of vanilla scented body wash onto it. She quickly ran it under the warm water lathering it up before slowly running it over her now heated body. 'You're so consumed with how much you get You waste your time with hate and regret You're broken' When your heart's not open She was just now forgetting the images of Spike. Before she knew what happened that moment an image of Spike smirking face raced through her mind and her wash cloth ran over her now hardening nipples. 'Mmmmmm, if I could melt your heart Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart Mmmmmm, give yourself to me Mmmmmm, you hold the key' She gasped at that. "Goddamn Vampire!" She yelled angrily as she smashed her fist into the shower wall, smashing some of the tiles, her hand still in the wall she slowly pulled it out only to see the crimson blood everywhere. 'Now there's no point in placing the blame And you should know I suffer the same If I lose you My heart will be broken' Buffy rinsed her bleeding hand under the warm water, causing it to sting the entire time as she slumped down the wall, her tears began to flow. She brought both her hands to her face as she tried to get rid of everything going on in her head.. 'Love is a bird, she needs to fly Let all the hurt inside of you die You're frozen When your heart's not open' What was happening to her and Spike was the one and only thing passing through her mind at the moment, not the pain from her hand and she hated herself for that. 'Mmmmmm, if I could melt your heart Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart Mmmmmm, give yourself to me Mmmmmm, you hold the key If I could melt your heart' Buffy walked through the Magic Box door right as a blonde lady about her height with curly blonde hair walked pass her. It looked like Giles had just rung her up. The moment Giles saw Buffy the smile that was recently on his face faded. "Buffy what happened to your hand?" Giles asked with genuine concern. "Accident with the shower." She said as she stared off into space. Giles nodded then Buffy walked over the table in the middle of the room where Xander and Anya sat looking though books Giles most likely had them researching something. "Hey Buffster," Xander said with a smile then he noticed her hand. "What happened?" "Huh?" Buffy said, she just wasn't paying attention to anything around her. Anya got up and walked over the register. "I had an accident in the shower." She said when she noticed he was looking at her hand. "Would you mind coming over later and looking at the wall for me?" "Sure." Xander said then he turned his attention back to the book in front of him. Suddenly Anya's voice filled the air. "Who rang up the last customer?" She asked looking extremely aggravated. "I did." Giles said readjusting his wire frame glassed. Anya turned over to face the shelves behind her as her eyes searched the contents. Everyone watched waiting for some kind of explanation. Finally Anya grabbed two items. One was a rock looking things and the other was a pouch with some kind of powder. She held them up for everyone to see. "You NEVER sell these two items together!" She instructed "Why?" Giles asked very confused. "Because back in the early years in my dimension you used these two items to raise major chaos." "Anya that was along time ago, your world was created billions of years before ours came to be. No one probably remembers that anyways. It's probably just a coincidence." Anya didn't like the fact that she was being brushed off. A few hours later Buffy looked at the clock hanging above the counter of the store. "Guys, I'm leaving I want to talk to Willow and she should be coming home with Tara any minute now." Everyone nodded while Buffy left for home. The second Buffy walked through the door she heard yelling by the other two females who occupied the house. In the living room Tara and Willow had their hands on their hips yelling and screaming. Around them various items were floating around. Buffy hated it when they fought, it wasn't often but when they did it was chaos, but she couldn't stand it not just because it reminded her of when her parents fought but because their magic would go awry and possess the house. They hadn't realized that Buffy entered the house so she tried to make the best of it by sneaking up t her room, then her presence was aware of and two heads turned her way, both very pissed. Buffy couldn't tell why they were fighting but it was obviously a very serious issue. Then they both saw Buffy's hand and their faces softened as everything that was floating around them calmed. "What happened?" Willow asked as they both came over to investigate her hand, which was wrapped in a white bandage. Tara may have been pissed with Buffy at the moment but she still cared. "Oh, accident in the bathroom. Xander said he'd come over and check it out." The two nodded then Tara spoke up. "You should get some rest if you went through a lot today." she said caringly. Buffy nodded. Then head upstairs as soon as she was out of sight the couple started to fight again and items start to shake. Buffy sure as hell went thought a lot today. After a few hours it was now dark and everything clamed including the feuding couple. Buffy wanted to desperately patrol. Killing things always made her feel better. She got out of bed and walked over to her dresser quickly changing to comfortable clothes. Buffy walked down the stairs as quietly as possible she didn't want to wake up two very pissed off Wicca's. The moment she was out the door she walked straight to the cemetery hoping that there were some new graves full of fledglings. The moment she stepped into the graveyard a vampire crawled out of his newly filled grave. Buffy walked right up to him and staked him with out any challenge. This was starting to just get too easy. The moment the dust settled she saw Spike come her way. She just stood there with stake in hand. She started to pout with a small cry. Could she ever get away from him, and before he could reach her she ran off. Song by Madonna - Frozen