Buffy was awoken the next morning by Hank slamming her bedroom door open and yelling in her ear. Once Buffy was standing Hank left and she flipped him off and mumbled.
"Once I get out of here I am going to kick your ungrateful ass. But for the time being I will play along to your pathetic game"
And with that said Buffy went into her bathroom, stripped, and got in the shower. She could feel the water washing away all of her troubles. But she was thinking more than she usually did. Why don't I ever patrol anymore? Is there even a graveyard around here? I wonder how everyone is doing? I wonder if my mom will ever forgive me? No I am crazy to think that she ever will. But what if there was something that she wanted to tell me before she died? All of this thinking was getting her upset and stressed.
She finished her shower and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. Then she walked to her closet, opened it, and looked for something to wear. She looked at everything and finally.
"Perfect"
Buffy put on her lacy and silky undergarments and took out a shirt that was cut off a little higher than her navel to show off her belly button ring. Then she took out a pair of fishnet stockings and put them on, and then she put on a short black skirt with chains and zippers all over it. She then went into the back of the closet and took out a black velvet choker with a silver cross in the front. Then she stuck on a bunch of rings and 13 small black skinny rubber bracelets. She pick a pair of boots that went almost all the way up her calves with spikes coming out of them. Then last but not least she applied black eye shadow, black eye liner, black mascara, and blood red lipstick to her face.
Buffy looked at herself in the mirror and liked what she saw. She went over to her clock and she had a half hour left until school. So she went to her dresser and took out a black nail polish and a blood red nail polish. First she painted all her nails blood red and then took the black nail polish and painted over all the red except she left the tips of her nails blood red. She dried her nails in her nail dryer machine (forgot the name of it) and she ran into the bathroom and found a bottle of hair dye and put black streaks through her no longer sun kissed hair but her lifeless flat hair. She then grabbed her hair dryer and made the streaks dry.
Buffy glanced at the clock and she had less than 5 minutes left. She grabbed her bag and locked her door behind her and stuffed the key in her bag and she ran out of the house. Now to the school, but it really fucking sucks that I have to walk there. Oh ,well.
She walked up the front steps of the school and pushed open both the doors and strolled in. Everyone in the halls just stood and stared and then just ignored her and got on with their lives. Buffy actually thought that maybe, just maybe her appearance would scare people away. But I guess she thought too soon.
During the middle of school, Buffy was just walking out of her classroom doors when all of a sudden she was slammed up against the wall. I seriously must be getting out of shape of something cause that really hurt. She looked up to see her attacker and found it to be one of the star football players and the rest of the team including all the cheerleaders just standing behind him.
"Well, what do we have here," Tom, the football player said.
"It looks like the geek has now evolved into gothic slut," A dumb looking cheerleader said.
"And proud of it," Buffy said emotionless.
Tom grabbed Buffy by the front of the shirt and hoisted her off the ground and slammed her into the lockers. Buffy made no emotion at this, she just stared icily at him in the eyes. Then she did the unbelievable, she just held her arms open for him to take a clear shot. He just registered what she did and he started laughing and his crowed following his lead.
"Very funny, go ahead and try to act tuff but I know that you are weak on the inside.
Oh that's what you think. Just come near he and I will knock your head right off your fucking shoulders. Buffy didn't actually say that but it almost came out of her mouth. The gang of people just looked at her one more time before leaving and walking into their next class.
Buffy was about to walk into her next class but stopped. Why the fuck should I go. I mean there is no point cause I am leaving this place any day now. Buffy then just walked out of the school and ran home and snuck in through her bedroom window. Once she was in she ran into her closet and pulled out a huge duffle bag and grabbed all of her clothes and threw them into it. Then she grabbed all of her nail polishes, hair products, jewelry, and boots, and threw all of the stuff in the bag.
"Screw the plan, I am getting out of this place tonight."
She then thought of other things like seeing Angel, going home to remember that her mom is gone and all of the other stuff. She felt her eyes burn and a trickle of a tear ran down her cheek. She ran into the bathroom and took out the blade and took one of her arms both of them had and equal number of 6 and cut a slit across it, making 13 scars all together on her arms.
Buffy felt sort of dizzy at the blood lost so she grabbed a towel and out pressure on the cut. She sat down on the floor and waited a few minutes before getting up and washing off her cut in the sink. Then she went over to her bag and grabbed out a bottle of plain black hair dye and mixed the dyer and scrubbed it in her hair and waited a while before hopping in the shower and washing it all out but leaving her hair completely black.
She got out of the shower and blow-dried her hair. Then she picked new clothes to wear. She put on new undergarments and put on long baggy pants that had chains and zippers all over it. Then she pulled out a tight, short sleeve, plain black shirt with a v-neck, which stopped above her navel showing off her belly ring. She went over to the mirror and looked at herself. The cuts on her arm were very visible so she went back into her bag and pulled out a pair of black lacy arm-warmers and she put them on and walked back to the mirror. She looked kind of scary in a way, but that didn't bother her.
She grabbed all of the clothes that she had piled on the floor and stuffed them in the bag. She then went over to her hidden money spot and grabbed it all. She took a quick look around the room to make sure she didn't leave anything and she opened her bedroom door and walked out into the living room. No dad so far… oh she spoke to soon.
Hank walked out from the kitchen and saw the bag and saw her.
"Well, you thought you could just leave."
"Well yeah… why you think you can stop me?"
Hank walked over and stood in front of her.
"I don't think that you will ever make it out of this house alive."
"Really… you think so? Well lets find out."
Hank was about to punch her when she easily grabbed it before it had time to connect with her jaw. Then she hit him hard on the head and her flew through a wall and got knocked unconscious. "You are such a disappointment dad. Oh well." With that Buffy walked out the door with her big bag and walked off to the nearest train station.
She entered the train station and walked up to the front desk.
"I would like a ticket for the next departure to Sunnydale, please."
"That will be $19.85, miss"
Buffy handed the lady the money and took her ticket
"You may aboard the train now cause it will be leaving in 15 minutes."
"Thank you"
Buffy ran off to her train and found it with 5 minutes to spare. She got on the train and took her seat and out her bag next to her. Five minutes passed and the train started driving out of the station and headed to Sunnydale.
"Home. Here I come."
A/N- sorry or the wait if I left you on a cliff hanger, I just went to my mom's house and we don't have internet yet so I couldn't post anything.