1'This vacation is going to prove to be quite a hassle' thought Buffy.
It had only been a couple of days and the unlikely pair have already begun to get on each other's last nerve. This was going to be a long three months.
Buffy sat in the livingroom staring out the two double doors into the beautiful city she wished she could call home. Nothing was really stopping her, she pondered that thought. If only she could let go of the past and move on. She knew she couldn't bring herself to do that, no matter how much she wished for a normal life.
'There's no turning back now' she thought. She got up and padded down the hall to the tiny weight room. It looked so out of place in such a girly place. She stood in the doorway and watched as Angel worked the bench press.
Angel looked up from the weights and stared at Buffy. He still couldn't believe that he was actually here with her. He avoided her at all costs, bothered by the nagging guilt poking at his conscience.
"Don't stop on account of me. I just wanted to use the tread mill" said Buffy.
"Don't get too full of yourself sweetheart," snapped Angel.
'Jesus Christ if I have to spend one more minute listening to him berate me I am going to snap' thought Buffy. She finally pushed down the sentimental side of her that has taken place in her mind.
"What the fuck is your problem Angelus. If you have something to say, say it. I'm not going to take this for the next three months" screamed Buffy, shocked by the bitter hate that creeped into her voice. 'That sounds more like me' she thought bitterly.
Angel just stared at her. He had to expect her to retaliate eventually but he thought she'd be able to ignore him for more than just two days.
" I don't have a problem, Buffy. I'm sorry I'm not good enough company for you"
"You still didn't tell me exactly what your problem is with me," she said sauntering up to the bench " Come on Angel, I didn't think you got your reputation from being a pussy. You can't even handle little ol' me?" she purred in his ear, trying to provoke him into giving her a response.
Angel jumped off of the bench and had her pinned against the wall before she could even blink, holding her wrists above her head roughly.
"Don't fuck with me little girl, we may have made nice earlier but I'm so far from nice" he breathed in her ear. Being so close to her was killing him, he needed to let go of her before his body called his bluff for him.
Buffy stared into his eyes. 'You wanna play that game' she thought. 'I'm fucking down.'