A/N: This is the chapter a lot of you have been waiting for! The reasons for Angel's stupidity (aka leaving Buffy)! Hope you like it! And don't worry, the fun isn't over yet, I'm thinking of stopping this story soon, and then writing a sequel, I don't know! I'm still thinking it over, any suggestions? Anyway, REVIEW! And thank-you for all the previous reviews!

Chapter 11: Talking, Talking, and More Talking

I woke up with a smile on my face. It was the first time in a while I had a good nights sleep. Then I noticed the heavy weight draped around my hips, the hard surface I was laying on, and the thing my arms were around.

I couldn't remember much of the previous night, so I snapped my eyes open to come face to face with a white beater. I picked up my head, and looked up to see a peaceful Angel. He was sound asleep, barely a noise coming from his open mouth. I could just barely hear the air passing through his lips over and over again.

I shifted a little so I could see him better, and so I wasn't in such terrible position, just to get his arms tightened around me. While his arms got tighter, his mouth shut, a low moan came from his mouth, and he snuggled into me further. I felt his leg get tossed over my legs, pulling my lower half as close to his as he could get it. I smiled; putting one of my arms around his neck, and a hand twisted into his hair and shut my eyes again.

"Buffy," I heard Angel whisper in a breathy voice. It was more of a sigh then actual talking.

"Hmmm?" I asked not even bothering opening my mouth.

"Buffy!" Joyce's voice cut through my room. Oh god. My mom caught in bed with a guy, now nothing was going on, I know, but the way we are. It has to look bad. Both Angel and I jumped away from the other, almost falling off opposite sides of the bed.

"Mom! Hi!" I said a little too enthusiastically. Ok, so it was way to enthusiastic.

"What the hell is going on here?" she yelled, it was meant to be a question, but it sure didn't sound like it.

"Nothing is going on, Ang-" I started but got cut off.

"Nothing is going on! Ha!" she yelled angrily, "Something was going on in here, now what was it!"

"Mom, calm down. Angel's parents had a fight, he came here because he didn't know where else to go," I said carefully. This seemed to shut my mom up because her whole body screamed 'Shocked'.

"Oh, I didn't know," Joyce whispered looking down.

"I-It just happened last night Joyce, I'm sure my mom is going to tell you about it soon," Angel said looking guilty.

"Oh, no, Angel I just feel bad about ruining your comforting thing from Buffy," she explained herself then turned around, "I'll be at work until around 5, Kathy told me yesterday we needed to work today even though its Saturday," she yelled as she walked down the stairs.

"Alright, bye mom!" I yelled after her. When the door slammed shut, Angel and I just sat there in silence on out opposite sides of the bed. "So…" I started looking to the wall.

"We should probably talk," Angel said. I turned to look at him and his eyes were studying me carefully.

"Yeah, we should," I said gently moving back onto the bed so half of my body wasn't hanging off anymore.

Angel did the same, and he ended up right beside me, "Do you want to start with Cordelia or my parents?" he asked.

"Um, which would you rather talk about, 'cause I'm really curious about both," I replied looking over at him. He let out a sigh and turned to me too.

"I think, I'd rather talk about my parents first, I think it'll be the easiest to explain," he said after a moment of thinking. I just nodded my head waiting for him to continue.

"Well, after you left I just went up to my room, because I knew my mom didn't want to talk to me. When I knew my dad got home, I was dreading the conversation that was to come. Well it went in the total opposite direction I thought it was going to go. He came up, and congratulated me on, and these are his words not mine, 'nailing the most beautiful girl in town.' Then my mom came up, and they started yelling back and forth, so I just left. I heard my dad yell something about him leaving when I was sitting in my car," he finished taking a deep breath.

I could see the tears start to form in his eyes. I moved closer and quickly put my arms around him as he buried his head into my shoulder like a scared little boy. I had never seen Angel like this before, and I have to say I don't particularly like it. "I-I don't want them to get a divorce, I want to have my family and I want my little sister to have one too," he sobbed.

I stopped rubbing his back when he said little sister; he never had a little sister. But I'd just ask him about that later. "Angel, I'm sure that not going to get a divorce, they've just hit a rough patch, it happens sometimes," I tried to calm him down.

"They've been having little fights a lot lately, and my mom and dad don't even talk at the dinner table anymore. It's just mostly silence now, sweetie, its weird," he said with a shaky voice from trying to stop crying.

"Angel, you just have to wait and see," I told him gently as I started to rub his back again. We were basically in the same position as before my mom had come in, only Angel's head was in my shoulder. "I'm sorry," I whispered, not even sure if he'd hear me.

"For what? You didn't make them fight, I did," he sobbed again moving closer into my embrace.

"I'm sorry you have to go through this, I know how hard it is, and it's not your fault!" I told him. He just nodded into my shoulder, as he took deep breaths to calm himself down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry all over you," he said pulling his head back.

I held his head so that he couldn't move to far away, "That's what I'm here for Angel, don't say sorry for that," I told him sternly, staring straight in his eyes the whole time. He nodded at me again and laid his head back down, right underneath my chin.

"I guess you want to know about Cordelia now," he commented moving his hands from being clutched around me, to being tightly around my hips.

"You don't have to right now, I know your hurting, I'll understand," I said into his hair before giving his head a quick kiss. My whole body was screaming to know, but I didn't want to press him, not right now anyway.

"No, Buffy, I want you to know, I just don't want you to think I'm lying," he told me. I pulled his head away from my neck so I could look at him and gave him a look that meant 'Just tell me'. "Cordelia told me that, that if you won one more time when it came to you, that she'd make, she'd make your life a living hell," he stuttered out studying me closely. "I didn't want you to get hurt just because I always went with you instead of Cordy."

"Angel, have you not noticed that she's been making my life a living hell anyway?" I asked, not sure if he was telling the truth or not.

"I know, and I brought that up many times. But every time I did, she'd just threaten to make it worse," he tried to convince me. I just nodded and stayed silent for a few minutes.

"Are you still going to ignore me?" I asked suddenly.

"No, I don't want to, but if you want me to because of Cordy, I'll understand," he explained quickly.

"I don't want things to go back to what they've been this past year, I want it to go back to the way things should be," I told him with a smile. A huge smile split out across his face as he hugged me closer, and I did the same.

"Thank-god, I don't think I'd be able to stand Cordelia's shit anymore, and I know my mom wouldn't," he said happily before pressing a kiss to my cheek. "And now I can finally break up with Cordelia for good, any ideas how I should humiliate her?" Angel asked looking at me with a devilish grin on his face. I just gave him the same smile.

"I'm sure we can think of something," I replied, the wheels already turning in my mind.

TBC…

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