Sorry for the short chapter. Things are about to get more emotional!
Chapter 6
Spike walked into the cafeteria the next day and looked around. He drove Buffy to school and she remained quiet the whole time. It was obvious she didn't want to talk. She ran off when they got there and he has yet to see her again. That's why he was looking in the cafeteria for her. He spotted the familiar red head and her friends at their usual table, but no Buffy. He made his way over to them and they seemed to stop their conversation to look up at him with surprised expressions on their faces. He smiled and looked at the girl that caught his attention. "You're Willow, right?" He asked and all she could do was nod. "Do you know where Buffy is?" Willow shook her head and still seemed to be at a loss for words. Cordelia then rolled her eyes.
"She said she wasn't feeling well and decided to take a walk outside. See how easy that was, Willow? You act like he's God's gift or something. He's not that special." She stated and Spike smiled at the brunette.
"Love you, too, sweetheart." He said and Cordelia smiled at him also and then gave him the finger.
"Bite me, Spike." He blew her a kiss and then walked away to look for Buffy.
Spike finally found her on the football field with a few of the jocks. He grew angry when he saw one of them with their hands on Buffy. He walked over to them. "Is there a problem here?" He said and they looked up at him. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"No problem, Giles. Why don't you be on your way now? We've got everything under control." One of the jocks said as he handed Buffy a flask and she took a long drink from it. Spike had enough as he went over to her and pulled her up and away from them.
"We're leaving now." He said and Buffy was trying to get away from him, so he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder as he walked away. She was punching his back.
"Spike, put me down! What the hell are you doing?" He put her down once they were far enough away.
"I was getting you away from them. They're trouble, Buffy. They probably would have raped you if I didn't show up." Buffy shrugged as she walked by him.
"Who cares? At least someone would have noticed me." Spike grabbed her arm to stop her.
"You would care. Why are you acting like this? I know you're hurting about your old man, but this isn't the way of dealing with it." He told her and Buffy glared at him as she pulled her arm out of his grasp.
"Oh, I suppose you would be the expert on that? You don't know anything about me or my life. Do us both a favor and leave me alone." She tried to walk away again, but he wouldn't let her.
"You're right; I don't know anything about you or your life. I want to know though. Help me understand, Buffy." She shook her head as tears formed in her eyes.
"You don't care, no one cares." Spike's heart was breaking for her.
"You can trust me, Buffy. Let me care for you. What can I do to help?" He asked and Buffy looked at him as more tears fell down her face.
"Bring her back. You said you wanted to help. Please, I need her. I can't do this alone. It wasn't fair, it should have been me." Spike didn't know what she was talking about, but he had a feeling it had something to do with her mother. She broke down in tears as she fell to the ground. "Please, give her back to me." Spike wasn't even sure if she was talking to him anymore as he bent down and wrapped his arms around the fragile girl. She buried her head in his chest and continued to cry. "God, I can't do this. I'm so alone, please make it stop." He whispered soothing words to her as he continued to hold her. Spike now knew that he would do whatever he could to help this girl. One way or another.