AN: Okay, this has taken way too long, but from now on things will go quicker. I have been writing a lot lately and the whole story is almost done!
Revenge 5
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"Stupid British…" Buffy muttered as she crept under the blankets. She felt furious, but she rather liked it as it was different from the helplessness which had settled upon her after her meeting with Angel.
"It was him… I'm sure." She repeated again, but this time she didn't believe very much of it. She had seen him before, in the weeks after his attack on Spike, when he was barely in jail. Maybe it was just her imagination. But it had still hurt her that Spike doubted her. She went downstairs where he slept on the couch, not an inch of worry evident on his face.
"You're not even worried, are you?" She asked. He jumped up, in fighting stance immediately, before he even spotted Buffy. He stepped back and looked at her accusingly for a moment.
"Don't you dare, Buffy. I know you have been through a lot with that bloke, but I think you forget most of the time that I had a run in with him too."
"Of course I haven't forgot! How could you even think that! I was there when you were…" She still couldn't say it, glaring it him that he even brought it up.
"When I was shot! Almost dead because of him! And still you are the one who throws a big fit when you think, you think, you have seen him. Nobody to say that you did, you just think it. It's not always you, Buffy."
He himself was surprised by his harshness, but he wasn't taking a word back. He had finally said the truth and it had felt good. In the months after Angels arrest he was always the one soothing and shushing when Buffy had a nightmare. She didn't even know the American still haunted his dreams from time to time. She had never asked him what he had felt, because the hard Spike he had become made her think he didn't have any problems with it.
Buffy took a few deep breaths to calm down. She didn't want to yell, that's just what Spike wanted. Most of the time he was the one to reason with her when she was angry, but not this time. She would have the last word.
"I wish you had never come back." She whispered as she looked at him. He backed away as he heard them, unable to speak for a moment.
"Easy, pet." He finally said as he grabbed his duster, storming out the door, not looking back.
The springs in the bed had since long worn out and he knew with which kind of activities, hearing the grunts and walls through the thin walls. The door had no lock, a relief after all those years in a way. Angel had rented the room with the last of his money, as he had nowhere to turn.
"Tomorrow is a new day." He whispered to himself. Then he could finally go to work at the diner, closer to the ones he had still not forgotten.
The next morning Buffy felt guilty for the things she said to Spike. He hadn't deserved that, but he had made her so mad. She sighed and hoped this day would be better than the last, she needed a bit of luck right about now.
She quickly grabbed her books for her classes of that day and went to the university. Normally Willow would meet her there, but most of the time she was too busy with Tara to even care much about her classes. Today she had history and psychology, with the assistant Riley Finn leading the class that day.
"Buffy?"
She looked up in wonder as someone called her name.
"Alright, there you are." Riley said with a smile as the other kids started to giggle. Buffy found it 'very' immature of Riley to point out that she wasn't paying attention. But still, she liked the young man. He was not difficult to understand, not a boy who lived half way around the world most of the time. When the class finished Riley ran to catch up with her.
"Buffy?"
"Oh, hi Riley."
"I'm sorry about getting your attention in that way, but it's important to actually hear the lecture." He tried to explain his behaviour. "It's kind of vital for the exam."
Buffy flashed white teeth in a wide smile. "Thank you, I'll keep that in mind. And it's not that I don't like hearing you lecture, it's just I have a lot of things to think about at the moment."
Riley nodded and left her alone. At the moment the young man disappeared, her thoughts wandered off to Spike. She had no idea where he had been the previous night, but she hoped he'd be with his aunt and uncle, that's where she headed.
"Oh hello Buffy, come in." His aunt smiled at her before opening the door completely so she could step through. "He is in his room, sulking. I think he punched a hole in his closet." The older woman sighed. "When he gets like this he doesn't want to talk to someone, maybe you are in more luck."
Apparently she didn't know the reason why he was being so stubborn, Buffy thought to herself. She hesitated as she went up the stairs, what if he didn't want to talk to her? At her soft knock on the door came no answer and Buffy opened it ,standing in his small bedroom. There were no personal affects, since he had left them all in her house. He sat in the middle of the bed with his headphones on, loud music blaring through them.
"Spike?" She asked as she came closer. His blue eyes flew open as she took one step. Apparently he had been paying attention to what happened downstairs, he seemed to know it was her, no surprise evident on his face.
"What are you doing here?"
His voice sounded kind of harsh, but she was used to it by now. Spike always talked like this when he was hurt, short and meant to hurt the other as well.
"I came to apologise."
Buffy sat down on the edge of the bed and waited for Spike to say something. When he didn't, she sighed and went on with her apology.
"I didn't meant it when I said I wanted you to go back to England. I have been looking forward to this for so long and all I can do is screw it up…." She hesitated but still said the next. "I'm still sure I saw Angel, but it doesn't bother me anymore. I'm not going to let him come between us… not anymore."
Spike hadn't said a word during the one sided conversation, but now he nodded.
"I'm glad you think about it that way, pet. I don't want to give you up either."
Their hands found each other and Spike smiled at her, full of confidence it would work this time, after the shaky start. Buffy wasn't too sure though.. Spike was with her, and she should have been happy, but she was thinking about another certain blonde.
'I have a crush!" She waved it away and decided she would dedicate all her love to Spike, as he deserved.
