Chapter 14

My Heart, I think its broken

Spike's eyes drifted closed as the light scent of vanilla made its way to his nose. He breathed in and sighed. She's still 'ere.

Spike frowned and closed the door behind him as he came in and dumped his duster on the couch. He had not expected the girl to actually go back inside the trailer. Stay outside yeah. But…go back in the so called roach infested trailer? Something was defiantly up.

Probably didn't 'spect me to return tonight.

But where was she? There were only so many places in the trailer a person could hide. And he was positive that she would have stayed away from his bedroom. Probably thought it was more 'orrible than the rest of the place. He chuckled at that thought.

Spike was a fairly neat person, though whenever anyone came to the trailer they just assumed he was a slob like his step dad. But whenever he invited them to his room they were all ways shocked to find that his room was neat and tidy. Bed made clothes in the proper place, even a few candles sat around the room. They were also surprised to find that the bed was red satin. Spike always thought it was funny to watch people's reactions to his bedroom.

Slayer must be in the bathroom.

Spike nodded, that had to be it, she wouldn't go into the other room and he was sure of it. Belonged to the man of the trailer. Spike stole a glance at the bathroom door, it was closed.

He nodded and opened the bedroom door, but stopped in his tracks when he saw the blonde girl in his bed.

What the bloody hell? She…Slayer is….the girl is in my bloody bed! What the hell does she think she's doin'? First she insults me and my 'ome. Then she takes a nap in my bed! Bloody Hell! Who can understand these bloody females?

Spike sighed and began taking his pants off, tossing his belt into the closet and laid his pants on the dresser. As he made his way to the bed, Buffy stirred in her sleep a murmured something. Spike leaned in close to try and catch what she was saying.

"What was that love?"

Buffy twisted a bit under the covers, "I don't want this."

Spike's eyebrows shifted and he leaned in closer whispering, "Don't want what pet?"

Buffy frowned and looked as if she might cry, "It hurts."

Spike frowned too, "what hurts Buffy, tell me."

A tear glided down her face, "My heart, I think its broken"