Aweeeeee I'm so sorry guys!! It's been really long since I last updated this fic…. I knew I had to write this new chap sooner but I was totally busy studying for my college entrance exams… I'm applying for a couple of more colleges and each of them requires us to take their original exams, which suck a lot. I never give a damn about studying. So my mom just got pissed and she threatened me that she would take my computer away if I didn't study. So now, I have to study like damn 6 hours a day!!! And school is starting again in 2 days!!! Ahhhhhh my life sucks. Now I'm using the computer behind my mom's back. LOL. I can never quit writing fics!! I'm really sorry to have kept you guys waiting but I'll do my best to update soon. So please keep reading my fics!! I love you guys all!! You guys are the reason that I can keep writing!! Thank you so much, guys!!
LIFEBLOOD
CHAPTER 8
Spike was lying on his bed. He had turned on his radio to listen to some music. But none of the songs caught his attention. His mind was filled with the happy memories of the events which had happened the previous night and this morning and he was not actually hearing any words from the radio. He let the sweet memories took over him and a huge grin appeared on his face. He had never been happier than he was now.
His happy memories were interrupted by a light knock on the door. He cursed under his breath. He wanted to relive those amazing moments over and over again. "Come in." he said slightly annoyingly.
His cousin opened the door and stepped into the room. "Hello, Spike. Uh… I just got back from work and wanted to check if you were home." He stood leaning against the closed door and said.
"Hey Wes. Yeah. I got back a couple hours ago." The blond teen said casually, sitting up on the bed and looking up at his cousin.
"I hope you had a good time at Angel's last night. I assume that was quite awkward since you and he had met only 2 days ago." Wesley said shrugging from feeling slightly bad for the teen. He just did not want to make his cousin feel uncomfortable because he was to live here with him till his parents went back to England from China.
"Oh, we had lots of fun." The younger boy answered beaming a smirk-like grin at his cousin. "You know, we just hit it off. Maybe some awkwardness at first, but we're now the best of buds." 'Technically, we're more than just buds!!' He said the last part mentally.
"That's good. I knew you guys would get along soon. Angel's the nicest and greatest guy I've ever known. Anyway, I'm glad you two have made great friends already." The brunette guy said with a faint smile on his face. He was relieved to hear the blond teen's words. He was actually worried about his cousin a lot since the boy had been acting so strange since he had arrived. He was glad to see a huge smile on his cousin's face.
"Yep. He's just a bloody great guy. And maybe can I go and stay over at Angel's sometimes? He's gonna help me out writing lyrics and show me how to play the guitar." Spike asked with enthusiasm in his eyes. His mind was full of other things he could do with Angel at his place. Writing lyrics and playing the guitar sounded good to him but there were too many other things which sounded a lot more exciting and interesting.
"As long as Angel's OK with it, that's fine by me. Oh, by the way we're all going to the Caritas tonight. You feel like going?" Wesley asked when he remembered the call from Doyle.
"Sure. That sounds fun." The blond answered with a smile on his face. He just could not wait to see his boyfriend there. They wouldn't be alone this time but it was still so great to see him anyway.
"OK. We'll leave around 8 so be ready by then. I'm just gonna get some sleep now. You just do whatever you want. There should be some food in the fridge so just find something when you get hungry. Alright?" The older guy said a little tiredly and sleepily.
"Yea. I'll see you later then." Spike said casually. He was already starting to think about what to wear to the club tonight. He wanted to look really great and attractive to Angel.
"Yes. Later." With that, Wesley left Spike's bedroom.
Spike was trying his 5th clothes now. He had taken a quick noisy shower. He had dumped all the clothes he had had onto his bed and had been searching for something good to wear. But most of his clothes were cheap and childish compared to the nice stuff Angel wore. He really needed to go some serious clothes shopping. After a long time of considering, he decided to wear a pair of black tight jeans which hung so low around his hips, a black t-shirt and a dark red button-down shirt. He put on some gold and silver jewelry on his ears and fingers. He also put a silver chain on his jeans. He was sure he looked quite impressive.
"Spike, I think we should get going now. Are you ready?" his cousin asked from the other side of the door.
"Yea. I'm coming down in a min." The blond teen shouted loudly to his cousin. He rechecked himself on the mirror and applied some hair gel to his platinum blond hair. He put on black eyeliner lightly around his eyes which made his clear blue eyes look bigger and shinier. He tied up his boots strap and walked out of the room.
Spike walked downstairs and found his cousin in the living room.
"Oh you're ready… finally." Wesley said and looked at his watch. "We better go. We're going to get some drink so we have to walk there." Then he stood up from the sofa and walked toward the front door.
"Alright." Spike followed the brunette out.
On the way to the Caritas, Spike and Wesley talked little. The older cousin asked the blond some questions about the previous day. The blond, of course, did not tell what really happened between him and Angel and just answered briefly. He was afraid that he might spill something out if he talked too much. And he did not want that to happen. He was now so happy with Angel that he wanted nothing to break them up. Being raised in a strict Christian family, he doubted his cousin would be happy to learn his sexual preference.
They stopped at the club and Spike could see a long line in front of the club entrance. Last time he had come here, it had been during the daytime and the club looked a lot different.
"The Caritas is one of the most popular clubs around here." Wesley said casually glancing at the blond teen and walked toward the guards standing by the entrance. "Hi, Chris." He greeted lightly at one of the guards.
"Hello, Wesley. How are you doing tonight?" the guard asked smiling lightly at the brunette.
"Good. You?" the brunette said casually.
"Alright. Oh, who's the kid with you?" the guard asked glancing curiously at Spike.
"He's my cousin, Spike. He just moved from England." Wesley answered giving a quick peek at the blond teen.
"Oh, you're the new vocalist of Lifeblood!! I've heard lots about you from my boss. I'm looking forward to hear you sing in the band some time soon, kid." The guard said cheerfully turning his head toward the blond and gave him a big smile.
"Thanks, mate." Spike said with a grin on his face. He felt good being well-known by others.
"When you come here, find me or other guards. You don't have to wait in the line. That's my boss's order." Chris said motioning at the other guards with his eyes. They gave light nods at the blond teen.
"Hey guys." the blond said giving a small smile at them.
"Alright. We're getting in now. Have a good night, Chris" Wesley said and walked inside the club.
"You too, guys." The guard said lightly and smiled at the blond again.
Spike just gave him a small nod at the guard and followed Wesley inside.
They found Angel, Gunn and Fred sitting at a circle table in the back of the club. It was quite dark around there and Spike could not see the others well. Or rather, Angel was the only one Spike noticed. The other stuff was just a blur in his mind. Angel was wearing black leather pants and a dark blue silk shirt over a white tank-top. He was gorgeous and hot as always. Spike's bright clear blue eyes met the dark chocolate penetrating ones. They stared into each other's orbs for a while as if they had been drowned in each other.
"Hey, blondie!! What's up, kid?" the drummer asked cheerfully bringing up a glass of beer toward his mouth.
"Not much. You?" the blond teen answered casually shrugging a bit. He hoped Gunn did not notice that he was staring at Angel intensely. He sat down on the stool next to the chocolate eyed brunette.
"Not much either. But just drinking here with my men makes my day perfect." Gunn said happily and gulped some beer from his glass.
"So, where are Doyle and Cordy?" Wesley asked when he could not find his two good friends around there. He sat next to his girlfriend and circling his arm around her waist.
"Oh, they're on the dance floor, Wesley." Fred said smiling shyly at his boyfriend.
"I need some more drink. You guys want me to pick something at the bar?" Angel asked casually giving a short glance to each of his friends, except his boyfriend. He moved his hand under the table slowly and rested it on the blond teen's thigh gently as if it was the most comfortable and appropriate movement.
Spike gasped under his breath but tried his best to stay quiet. His heartbeat got lot faster and louder. He told his own heart to clam down mentally and breathed in and out deeply. But it was just impossible when the dark-haired guitarist started to make a small circle movement with his fingers.
"You wanna get some more beer for me?" Gunn asked and gulped down what was left in the glass and put it on the table with a big thud.
"Alright." Angel answered nodding lightly and not paying attention to the black guy. He moved his hand to the inner thigh of his boyfriend and ran his fingers along the thigh. He could hear Spike whimper little too loudly to go unaware by his friends. He looked at them a little nervously but they did not seem to notice the sound which came from the blond teen's tight shut lips.
"Can you get me the same thing?" The English man asked politely. "And Fruit Cocktail for my girl."
"Oh, pick up some hot chicks for me too, man." Gunn said grinning playfully at the brunette guitarist.
Angel rolled his eyes and heaved a deep sigh at his friend.
"What, man? You always do pick up some chicks at the bar and you do give me a little share." Gunn said smirking wickedly and poked Angel's side lightly with his elbow.
The gorgeous brunette glared at his close friend coldly. He did not want Spike to know his bad habits. He glanced at the blond teen's face closely and saw a small frown clearly on his face. "Gunn, don't. Just don't. Ok, two beer and Fruit Cocktail. Hey Spike, you wanna help me carry the drinks?" Angel looked at the blond teen and asked so innocently not wanting to be suspected by his friends but he needed alone time with him to explain.
"Huh?" Spike spat out and looked at his boyfriend's innocent straight face. "Sure. Why not?" He said making a small innocent smile on his face.
Angel stood up and walked to the bar hurriedly followed by the now frowning blond vocalist.
When they reached at the bar where they could not be seen by his friends, the older brunette grabbed the blonde's arm gently which made the blond stare at him intently. There was still a frown on his face.
"Spike. The stuff Gunn said earlier, I'm just so sorry. I really wish I could change the past. Please believe me I don't do the shit any more and I'll never ever hurt you." The brunette stared at the blue wondering orbs and said quietly not wanting anyone to hear their conversation. But he needed the blond to understand.
The blond boy sighed shaking his head lightly. Then he smiled shyly and said also quietly, "Angel, I told you this morning. I really don't care what you did or who you were. I like you for who you are. Who you are is the only thing important to me."
Angel smiled and sighed in relief. He looked around to make sure no one was looking them and gave Spike a little peck on his red full lips.
"Angel!!" the blond shouted under his breath staring at the gorgeous brunette in shock. His face was flashing brightly. "They might have seen us!! We can't do stuff in public, you know that!"
The older blond petted his head gently and said "Don't worry, Spike. Nobody saw us. I'm not stupid either. If I were, they'd have found out about my secret long time ago."
"But still…" Spike said frowning slightly. "We shouldn't do anything to draw attention to us. We just have to be careful." He said strongly. To be honest, he wanted Angel to touch him all the time without caring where they were or whom they were with but he was just afraid to be found out.
"OK. If you say so." Angel agreed reluctantly. He was usually really careful about his own action but where the beautiful blond in front of him was concerned, he could easily forget the surroundings he was in. The blond just melted the world away and he could only see him. He needed to hold a control over himself.
They ordered 3 beers, Fruit Cocktail and a coke for Spike. The blond insisted on getting beer for himself too but the older brunette declined it strongly. Angel did not like the idea that his boyfriend getting drunk in public since the blond was underage and still in high school. He did not need a bad reputation even before he started the new school. A bartender handed them the drinks and they walked back to the table their friends were seating.
Angel placed beer glasses on the table and Spike handed the cocktail to the brunette girl. A couple of minutes later than they sat down on their seats, their other two friends came back from the dance floor. Doyle took the open seat and Cordelia sat next to him.
Suddenly, Doyle and Gunn looked at each other grinning hugely. They glanced at the table next to them and the grin got bigger. Doyle gave a little tip on the blond teen's shoulder still grinning madly.
"What, mate?" Spike asked confusedly and irritatingly and turned his head to look at the grinning Irish man and black man. He had been engrossed in his gorgeous boyfriend's dark husky voice and had been staring at him intensely. And he had been not paying any attention to anything else.
"Spike, look at the lass sittin' at the next table. She's checkin' ya out, especially your ass." Doyle said smirking and eyeing at the redhead girl in the next table.
The blond teen was surprised to hear that but glanced at the girl anyway. She looked around 20 and had a short red hair. She was wearing black tight leather pants and a small red camisole. He averted his eyes from her and looked back at his friends. There he found everyone at the table grinning and looking at him interestedly. That was, of course, except Angel who had a huge frown on his face and glaring at the redhead girl at the next table.
"She's hot, man. You have to go for it." Gunn said cheerfully, kicking the blonde's leg lightly under the table.
"Is she? She's more like slutty with those leather pants." Cordelia said frowning lightly at her friend's last comment.
"No way, those pants look just great with her tight ass." Gunn said smirking and asked his best friends, "You guys think so too, right? Angel? Doyle? English?"
"Gunn. How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that. And yes she looks fine indeed. Not that I'm interested." English guy answered irritatingly at the nickname his best friend used.
"I gotta say you'd better go for it, blondie." Irish man said grinning at the younger blond and gave a light smack on his back.
"Bugger." Spike cursed under his breath and glanced at his boyfriend. The brunette looked quite angry and irritated. So Spike said unsurely, "I don't know, mate. Not my bloody type."
"Hey, kid! Does that matter? Some talk with her wouldn't hurt." Doyle said throwing his hands up like he could not believe what the blond was saying. "Just damn go talk to her!!"
"Uh… don't know." The blond teen said shrugging slightly. He really did not want to talk to the girl but he did not think a good excuse to tell his friends without being suspected. He glanced at Angel with pleading eyes.
Angel noticed his boyfriend's pleading puppy eyes and could not help staring at the beautiful orbs. He realized what the pleading was for and used every cells of his brain to think up some good excuses. But the thought was disturbed by a girl's voice and he looked up to see who that was. There he found the redhead girl from the next table standing so close to his boy.
"Hey, I'm Liz. You are?" the redhead asked checking the blond out like he was a yummy piece of meat.
"Spike." the blond teen answered shrugging and eyeing at the girl uninterestedly.
"Nice name. So, you wanna dance?" The girl asked cheerfully giving a little glance at the crowded dance floor.
"I'm not much of a dancer." Spike said little too coldly and he got a strong kick on his leg under the table. He looked up and saw the black man making the face which clearly said you-are-nuts and coughing obviously intentionally.
"What he really meant was that he'd love to dance with you, lass. Right, Spike?" The Irish man said with a huge cheerful smile on his face.
Spike looked back and forth between the redhead girl and his friends. He knew he could not get out of this situation unless he danced with the girl. He lightly glanced at his boyfriend again apologetically hoping the brunette understood that he was doing this just because he had no other options. Then he looked back at the redhead and said casually, "Only one song. Is that alright?"
"Whatever." The redhead said a bit annoyingly and grabbed the blond by the arm strongly and led him to the dance floor forcibly.
Once they were at the dance floor, Liz let go of her grip on the blonde's arm and throw her arms around his neck so closely that her breasts were brushing against Spike's hard chest. The song just changed into an up-beat one and Liz started to move her body side to side. The blond teen really had no idea what to do. Liz did not care even if the blond was not moving with her. She released her arms from Spike's neck and moved her hand down along his lean chest, swaying her ass wildly to the music.
Spike just felt so dirty and disgusted by being touched by the girl in this way. The only one he wanted to touch him in this close way was Angel. And for God's sake, Angel was only a couple of meters away, probably watching him allowing this to happen. He was afraid to see his boyfriend's face so he closed his eyes tightly.
Angel was pissed and jealous. He had never been pissed so much about anything before. But he was now so pissed that he did not think he had a grip on himself.He wanted to walk over to the dance floor and kiss his boy's lips furiously to claim that he was his. But a little part of rational mind of his was preventing him from acting like a biggest asshole. So he instead told his friends that he would get some more drink and left the table for the bar.
He ordered a strong Irish whiskey. He gulped what was in a small glass all down at once. A burning heat ran through his throat and that was a damn good feeling. He needed one more glass of it, or 50. His mind was still invaded with the disgusting image of his boy dancing dirtily with some annoying girl. He picked up the now empty glass and motioned to the bartender. The bartender filled the glass and Angel drank it at one gulp again.
Liz kept dancing like that for the rest of the song. As soon as the song ended, Spike said thanks to her for the dance and walked off the floor. If he stayed with her there for one more second and he was sure he would go mad and would lose himself. He just needed to get away from her as soon as possible.
He did not care if she thought he was rude or anything. He did not care if his friends thought he was stupid to act like this. He now just did not give a damn about anything other than his gorgeous and sweet boyfriend he liked a lot. He wanted to be held in Angel's strong arms tightly till the world ended. He wanted Angel to touch him so he could forget the dirty touches of the redhead girl.
After a couple of more glasses of strong whiskey, he heard a slightly familiar voice said his name. He looked up and found a blond girl there. It took him a while to realize who she was since he was feeling a little drunk now. "Buffy." He said in a surprised voice.
"Angel!! Oh my god!! How have you been? I haven't seen you in years!!" the blond girl exclaimed and hugged the brunette man tightly giving pecks on his cheeks.
"Yes. It's been more than 3 years now. Well, I've been doing the same stuff, playing the guitar, hanging out with the same friends and getting drunk." Angel answered shrugging lightly and picking up the whiskey filled glass. "You?"
"I'm at the senior year at UCLA now and major in Psychology. Not much else. Just boring ordinary life." Buffy said cheerfully patting her hand lightly on the brunette guy's arm, running her arm along it with loving feather touch.
Spike was disappointed when he could not find his boyfriend at their table. He wondered where Angel had gone. He could not help worrying that Angel had left because he had gotten angry at him dancing with the redhead girl. He took the seat and looked at his friends irritatingly and annoyingly.
"Kid, what's wrong with you? You just blew off the chance to get the chick!" Gunn almost shouted emotionally and smacked the blonde's head lightly.
"I bloody hated dancing with her like that. Alright?" the blond answered glaring annoyingly and angrily at Gunn.
"Wow. Spike. Don't get that mad. Gunn and Doyle were just trying to help you out, you know." Fred said hesitantly, giving a sweet glance at the blond teen.
"I'm not sodding mad, pet. It's just… the chick disgusted me. That's all." Spike said shaking his head lightly. He had no intention on taking it out on his friends. He was never good at controlling his own emotional swings but he tried his best to get a grip on himself.
"The dance was actually sorta disgusting." Cordelia stated matter-of-factly.
"Cordy!!" the others, except the blond teen, shouted loudly turning their heads toward her.
Spike chuckled slightly and said lightly, "Yea, she was just stating the truth, mate. No worries about me."
"Yes, so true. Anyway, where's Angel? Is he still at the bar getting some drink?" Cordelia asked looking around the club worriedly.
"Yes. He's still at the bar…. with a blond girl." Wesley said casually when he found his good friend talking to a blond girl in a kind of intimate way.
The last words made Spike look at the bar immediately. There he found a blond girl laughing happily and touching his boyfriend as if it was natural thing to do. He got furious and mad at the girl instantly but his face fell when he saw the look on the brunette's face. Angel was also smiling happily and he looked like he did not mind the blond girl touching him at all.
"I think I've seen her before… Oh my god! It's Buffy!!" Cordelia exclaimed in surprise when she realized who her best friend was talking and drinking with happily.
"Buffy?" Spike asked glancing at Cordelia and raising his eyebrow in a questioning motion.
"She's Angel's ex. Actually, she was a fan of the band at first. She came to see every time the band played and was obsessed with Angel. She was still 17 and he was 20. He just thought it'd be fun to fool around with an innocent little high school girl and started dating her. But soon he grew tired of her and started fooling around with some other girls. She found out but she just didn't care, believing he still loved her. But he crushed her heart completely by dumping her just before her senior prom. He was such a jerk and slut. I really felt sorry for her. Well, I guess he's still in the category of slut but not so much of a jerk any more." Cordelia explained glancing sadly at the couple talking happily.
"Yeah. And from the look of her, I'm sure she's still damn obsessed with him and Angel's gonna have a good fuck tonight." The Irish man stated confidently.
"I'm happy to see you doing fine, Angel. I was so worried coz I heard your band quit playing suddenly." Buffy said making a small curious frown on her face.
"Some stuff happened" the brunette said bluntly. He had some stuff he did not want to share with anyone and this was one of those. Well, that did not apply his beautiful boy though. He would tell everything and hide nothing to the boy if that was what the boy wanted.
"And you're not gonna share it with me, are you? It's cool. You were not much of a talker when we were together and I guess you are still not and I'm just a little kid to have some fun with to you, right?" The blond said smiling sweetly but also sadly and gave a gentle squeeze on his arm.
"Buffy… I'm sorry for what I did. I was just a fucking bastard." Angel apologized shutting his eyes ashamedly.
"You don't have to apologize, Angel. I was the one who acted so stupid and childish. But I've changed a lot." Buffy said touching the brunette's cheek lovingly with her small hand and leaned in to whisper into his ears. "I'm not an inexperienced kid any more. I've learned lots of stuff. I'm sure I can pleasure you and satisfy you with my hands, mouth and other parts of me." Then she placed her lips on those of the brunette's.
Spike's heart was shuttered into million pieces. Spike could not avert his eyes from the sight. Angel, who was supposed to be his boyfriend, was now kissing his ex girlfriend, not even caring he was there in the club with him. He could not help tears running out of his eyes. Angel was supposed to make him feel better by holding him and kissing him. He was not supposed to make him feel like he was in hell. But some part of him still wanted to believe Angel had changed. That Angel was no longer a player like everyone told. That the things Angel had told him earlier was true. That Angel was not just trying to use him. And that Angel loved him.
His mind told him that he needed to get out of here. He quickly wiped off the tears from his eyes and cheeks and stood up. "You know, mate. I'll just sodding go home." He said bluntly to his friends.
"Huh? Wait!" Wesley shouted to his cousin in surprise. But the blond was already out of his sight.
Angel saw his boy ran out of the club wiping his eyes with his hands. Shit, he was fucked.
OK, guys… sorry for the cliffhanger… I'm using lots of cliffhangers lately. But I just want you guys excited! Hehe. And this chap became a lot longer than I expected and I just had to cut at some point. lol. I'll be really happy if you guys review me coz I'm not so sure about this chap… Not so happy fluffs in this chap but next chap will be better! Lots of fluffs!! I hope you guys liked this chap and keep reading my fics! Thanks all!!
Special thanks to Jess! You gave me a fantastic idea of Spike being eyed by some chick! I was only stick to the drunken and jealous Angel but the idea of Bitch Buffy came to my mind while we were chatting. You're great inspiration and motivation to me!! I love you!! And there's just so many people I wanna say thank you, Jenn, Angeloholic, AmethystxX, DanishGirl, Narias, Higgy, morgan of moon, AngelVamp, ShinodaBear, kt, The Lady Morgaine, Kinkygirl, Anime-Law-11, Hews, Impaktita, midnight, kina and everyone who reads my fics!!
Mana0819