Chapter Four

Angel walked slowly through Sunnydale, taking in every sight. Walking past the bronze, where he and Buffy had been together a few times. He didn't like the feeling, which settled down at the bottom of his stomach. That he hasn't told Buffy that he was in town. He couldn't find the right words, to tell her that he misses her. He knew he made a big mistake walking out of her life, but at the time, he knew it was the right thing to do. Now he hated himself.

As he made his way to the park, something told him to turn around, and head in a different direction. But he didn't listen. And that's when he saw her. Sitting there. He quickly hid himself behind the tree. He stood there, as he watched her. His mind racing with thoughts. Thoughts of running up to her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her. But, he pulled himself together, and tried to push that urge out of him.

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Buffy whipped the tears off her face, with the sleeve of her jacket. It was starting to get really cold out, so she headed back to the house. She walked down the street. And stopped. She could feel him again. Stronger then before. She knew he was around. But, where, she had no clue. Tears stung her eyes. She turned around, hoping and praying that he would be there.

"Angel?" She called out, quietly. Her eyes light up with the hope of seeing him there.

But he was nowhere near. She placed her head down and continued on walking home. Tears slowly made there way down her cheeks.

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Angel hated himself, more now. That he was too much of a chicken to show him self, when she had called his name. It sent little shivers up his spine, hearing her call him. Her voice, so soft. He knew he had hurt her, yet again, by the look in her eyes, as she continued on walking home.

He watched her, until he couldn't see her anymore. Then, he headed to his old place, to think, of a way to tell Buffy the real reason he was in Sunnydale.

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When Buffy got home, she headed straight to her room, avoiding any questions from Willow or Dawn. She wasn't in the mood to be made fun of.

She grabbed some pajamas from her closet and went to take a shower.

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When she was done, she dried herself off and got dressed. She turned off the light in the bathroom and went to her room. She turned off the light and crawled in bed. Soon after, she was asleep.