AN: Extermely sorry for the very long wait for the next chapter, been a little busy and kinda misplaced the story. Please don't think that Buffy doesn't care that Angel is gone, because she does but...you'll see in the up coming chapters.
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Chapter Four
Sunnydale:
Buffy stirred in her sleep. She tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable. But she felt empty, lying in her bed alone, like she had when he left her and Sunnydale behind.
Buffy opened her eyes. She looked at her clock…6:00 it read. She let out a frustrated sigh as she sat up in bed. She noticed that she still had her bloody clothes on. Her eyes started to water again, but she fought the need to cry again.
She got out of bed, since she knew she wasn't going back to sleep and walked to her closet. Grabbing some clean clothes, she headed to the bathroom for a nice hot shower, hoping it would wash her pain away.
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Buffy stripped of her clothing and stepped into the hot welcome of the water. It had felt good as the water ran down her body. Her sore muscles started to relax which had made her start to feel better.
For nearly an hour Buffy stood in the shower, feeling the pain leave from her tired body as it washed down the drain.
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She turned the water off and grabbed the towel that hung over the shower rod. She wrapped it around herself and stepped out.
She looked at herself in the mirror; her hazel eyes were red and puffy. Under her eyes lay dark circles from the lack of sleep she had and from all the crying she had done.
She made a promise to herself that she wouldn't cry any more. Be able to deal and then move on. Or at least she hoped that she could. It was a painful process and she had dealt with it before, so she knew she could do it again. But could she really do it, live on without the one man that ever held her heart…her soul.
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She dried off and got dressed. Turning the bathroom light off, she headed for the stairs. All that crying she had done in the last 24 hours had made her mouth awfully dry.
She past Dawn's room, her door was half open so she poked in. Dawn was sprawled out on the bed. Buffy smiled a little as she walked in and pulled the light blue comforter up and around her sister. She moaned softly in her sleep but was not disturbed as a small smile crept upon her lips. "Must be some dream," Buffy thought to herself as she quietly made her way out, closing the door behind her and continued on down the hall to the stairs.
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Buffy made her way down the stairs and walked in the living room where Giles lay peacefully on the couch. She couldn't have thanked him enough for driving out of his way to come and get her, held her when she needed someone the most. But he knew how she felt because he went through the heart breaking pain when his beloved Jenny was murdered by the hands of the one that she loved…but during that time, Angel wasn't himself, he was a monster and not the gentle, caring man that she fell for on that dark night in the alley when she first arrived in Sunnydale.
She smiled to herself and went to the kitchen. She walked to the refrigerator and got a bottle of water. She twisted the cap off and took a drink of the cool liquid. The coolness of the water had settled her stomach that had been in knots since yesterday.
To waste time, until everyone got up Buffy decided that she would clean…it would keep her mind off Angel for the time being...
