I know I ended it badly last chapter so I decided for an even worse ending and it kinda just flew into my mind so another chapter.

I woke up. It was all a dream. Willow and I were still lying there. She was curled up in my lap and she was awake and staring at me.

"Are you okay Buffy?" She asked

"Yeah I'm fine Wil," I reply.

"Are you really in love with me?" She asks.

I blush I guess I was screaming in my sleep.

"Where did you get that from Wil?" I ask.

"I'm quoting you on this. 'LIKE I'D EVER WANT HER! YOU'RE SO SMART THEN WHY CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT'S RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU? I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU WIL! ONLY YOU! I'VE HATED KENNEDY EVER SINCE SHE SET FOOT IN MY HOUSE AND I NEVER WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN! HOW COULD YOU EVER THINK I'D WANT THAT BITCH?' And I quote," She finished quoting every last word I had just said in my dream and with equal volume.

"Do you really love me?" She asks again.

I look into her eyes and I start to think that my dream might come true or parts of it. I'm not an idiot I know I was the one she was talking about. How I was the one she felt Tara was replacing. But now I wonder if Willow really feels like that. Does she think we're all doomed?

"Are you still in there Buffy?" She asks and I laugh. "What?" She asks.

"You just said the same thing in my dream," I reply with another giggle and she laughs too.

"I do love you Wil," I've finally said the real words, "And in case you're wondering I really do think Kennedy was a bitch," I add.

Moments later I'm startled by the soft kiss Willow places upon my lips.

"I agree, Kennedy really was a bitch," She says.

"Glad you finally received the memo Wil," I add.

We don't speak until Willow breaks the silence.

"I guess you deserve to know why we broke up," Willow says.

"Well I would kind of like to know what all the loud fights were about."

"They were about you. She never wanted to be with me it was all a crazy scheme to try and get in your pants through me," she finishes.

"Well that would have been a failed attempt anyway I hated her from day one. And for future reference you are the only one I intend to allow anywhere near my pants," I finish the last part in a whisper.

Willow blushes.

"I love you Wil," I whisper.

"Love you too Buffy," She whispers back.

We fell asleep snuggled up together. The sleep was short lived though as moments after dozing we awoke to the sound of a gunshot.

I grabbed an axe before exiting the bedroom. I walked down the hallway and into the kitchen, but didn't see anything. When I turned around and looked to outside the bedroom I had just been inside I saw her dead body.

Kennedy was lying there covered in blood. A gun was lying next to her. She had killed herself and I realized that it was my fault she had heard everything Willow and I had said and she had committed suicide.

Willow walked out and saw me starring at Kennedy's dead body and she ran into my arms. We cried.

Willow and I had hated Kennedy moments before but we had never hated her. We say thinks out of anger and we feel things because we're angry, but nothing gives us the right to hate. Willow never hated Kennedy she loved her but love and hate are one of the same. I hated Kennedy like I would hate Dawn. It was a sisterly hate not real.

Both of us made sure that we told her family members what had happened and we made sure she was properly buried.

That was it that was the end of her story and the beginning of Our's. Willow and I started a knew story taking off at the end of Kennedy's

So can anyone tell me the moral of this story? I'll give 4 choices.
A) I hate Kennedy
B)You shouldn't say mean things about people cause they might be listening and you could hurt there feelings
C) I can't remember what C was
or
D) All of the Above

Pick D Pick LOL J/K