Chapter 16

She was forced to look deep into his chocolate eyes and at first saw total anger and thought for sure that was had been busted long before she'd even left the alley way from the club. As she looked deeper and deeper into his soulful eyes she didn't see anger, but lust and passion.

He pressed his lingering mouth against her tight lips and she didn't open her mouth to let his tongue in like she would normally. No, if she was going to do this, and do this as best she could, Angelus-kissage would have to be a no-no.

He back away and looked at her weirdly.

"What the fuck?" he asked her.

She didn't say anything. She could barely look at him when he wasn't right in her face. She let her head hang to the side and willed the tears not to exit her eyes.

"What's the matter?" he asked a bit unemotionally.

She gathered herself and thought, "I can do this," If she could live through Parker and his abuse then she could do this as well.

She didn't answer him right away and getting angry, he pushed her up against the door, bringing her back into reality in a quick flash. Her eyes widened in surprise and she gasped slightly.

"What's the matter Buff?" he bit out a bit harsher.

"It's n-nothing."

He blinked and bit out, "It's not nothing. Tell me." He demanded.

"Who's Cordelia?" she asked him, surprised that those were the words that came out of her mouth instead of, "where are you keeping the evidence against Riley?"

He backed away from her, letting her go and walking away. He didn't know how she found out, but he wasn't about to lose her. They hadn't said "I love you" so technically he was still a free agent. His internal struggle ran deeper when he knew that living with someone WAS pretty serious even if the big three words hadn't been said yet.

"She's no one," he shrugged off.

Tears slowly running down her flushed cheeks were wiped away and she lashed out at him. "She's obviously SOMEONE because you fucked her yesterday didn't you?"

"That's crazy, I was with you yesterday remember?" he tried to lie and save his own ass.

She couldn't believe him! The nerve, the arrogance! The ASSHOLE!

"Yesterday morning while I was out with Willow, you had her over and you fucked her brains out because I didn't," she summed up, not realizing she let Willow being there slip out. She didn't care and he didn't notice.

He shook his head and walked away again.

She grabbed his arm and swung his body back around to face hers as she viciously slapped him hard across his cheek leaving a red welt mark.

"Fucker! You've been lying to me this whole time haven't you? HAVEN'T YOU?" she yelled and screamed and cried at him.

He remained silent not knowing what to do or say. Normally if something like this was to happen to him, he'd just shrug it off and being his cold hearted bastard self but the fact that it was Buffy unnerved him to degrees that he didn't understand.

"What else have you lied about? Maybe about being involved with the mafia or the mob or whatever the FUCK you call it?" she accused him.

His eyes grew huge at that last accusation and this time he asked her, "How did you know about that?"

Boldly she stated, "What does that matter? The fact that I know is the issue here. What were you gonna do? If we were going to be together down the road, what were you gonna tell me? That you owned some business and keep me in the dark for-ever?"

Plagued by thoughts and consequences and circumstances, he didn't know what the fuck was going on inside his head but it wasn't a fun place to be. All these new thoughts kept popping into his head with each new question and sub question she asked.

"I don't know!" he finally screamed out.

"Or were you gonna trade me down the road after you got tired of me to Riley for that little bit of information you have on him?" she asked him truthfully scared to death of his answer. Not just because he was a dangerous man at times but of what the answer might actually be.

His movements were so fast she couldn't have seen them coming if she had super-strength and reflexes. His hands had grabbed her shoulders so fast and they were so tight she felt like he was hanging on for dear life. Shoving her back up against the wall he yelled, "How the FUCK do you know about Finn and what I have on him? Hmmm?"

She took the hit to the door with ease; it wasn't the first time he'd done it. Well maybe the first time that he meant to hurt her a little. The other times were clearly for carnal pleasure.

"What difference does it make?" she asked calmly.

"It makes every difference Buffy! Now tell me!" he demanded of her.

She blinked a few times and didn't open her mouth. For one, she couldn't think of a decent enough lie and two she couldn't blow her cover just yet.

"Were you going to trade me down the line?" she asked him.

She was avoiding the question and they both knew it. He knew that at the moment there was no way she was going to answer his questions. No matter how much he demanded, begged, yelled, scolded at her, nothing would work. That woman had fucking stamina when it came to stuff like this. He'd learned that when she had bought him a pair of expensive leather pants for Christmas and when he asked where she got them, she wouldn't tell him.

His eyes softened as he answered the question at hand.

"Never,"

She closed her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to the relief that flooded her body with that news if he was telling the truth that was.

"What happened to Darla that night, Angelus?" she prodded.

Surprisingly he didn't protest or yell at her.

"I was out watching you," he said with conviction and honesty. He was out watching her dance as he did almost every night during that time.

She knew that already.

"I mean, what did Riley do to Darla that night?" she asked again with more specific ness. She knew that she was trespassing onto dangerous ground here but she had to in order for Spike and Faith to get what they wanted.

"Why do you care?" he asked surprisingly intrigued at her questions.

"Maybe I want to know what kind of fate you're saving me from by keeping that information," she shot right back at him.

He raised his eyebrows but went along with it and told her the whole long, gruesome story of what happened that fateful night five months ago.

TBC…