Chapter 2

I hope you see what I'm talking about now. I grew up with such a close relationship with my mom. And now, some guy was going to ruin that. I know I just sound like a typical teenager who didn't like her mom's new boyfriend; well that's how it started out. But if you knew what happened to me the next few years of my life, you'd feel the guilt I'd felt. You may want to try and tell me it wasn't my fault, someone else did, but it was. Anyway, when I was sixteen, mom sprung something on me, something that changed my life forever.

"Buffy." Joyce said as Buffy walked in through the door when she returned home from school that day. In the living room, Joyce was sat very close to Giles and they had big smiles on their faces.

"Sit down. We have something exciting to tell you." Buffy's mom said with a wide grin on her face.

"What is it mom?" Buffy asked sitting opposite the loving couple, she could have gagged by the way he had his hands on her mom. She kept her face normal.

"Why don't you tell her Rupee?" Joyce suggested.

"Very well, me and your mom, we're getting married."

When thye broke that news to me my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe it, and not in the good way either. I didn't know why at the time, but I really didn't like this guy. I couldn't let mom know I wasn't happy about it though, if I did that then I would be being selfish, so I kept my mouth shut. I wanted my mom to be happy so much, she deserved it so much; she had raised me single handily. Brought me into this world even. You see, I never knew my dad. Apparently he died the day I was born, how ironic is that. Mom told me that when she had gone into labour with me, dad had been at work. He had rushed to the hospital, just to see me being brought into this world. He crashed on his way to the hospital. So, I guess it's fair enough to say that I killed him, just by being born. I should have never been brought into this world, I cause too much damage. You may think that when I tell you what happened later on, it wasn't my fault; truth is I could have stopped it. But I didn't. Therefore it must have been my fault right? See, that feeling inside again, guilt.

"Buffy, grab that box please." Giles shouted to Buffy through the window. Buffy went to the car boot and grabbed the large brown cardboard box and shut the boot. She struggled to carry it into the house. When she reached the front door she dropped the box.

"Shit." She cursed under her breath.

"Watch your mouth young lady." Giles said creeping out of the shadows. He looked at the box lying on the floor.

"They were valuables, fragile."

"I'm sorry, it slipped." Buffy said closing the front door behind her.

"They wasn't yours to drop." Giles seemed to be getting very close to Buffy, "now you must pay," the old man took his glasses off and placed them on the table. Buffy flinched when he ripped off his belt. She knew what punishment he had in mind for her, she fell to her knees and sobbed.

I'm sure you can guess what happened next. Going through that was terrible, the stuff he made me do the stuff he did to me. I guess it was my fault though, I dropped the box. He told me afterwards that he punishing me like that meant he loved me. I was confused at first, how could you hurt someone you claim to love? Then I realised, pain is a part of love. That's why he did what he did, because he loved me. I see that now, back then I didn't, maybe it was because I was a stubborn teenager. Every night since then he came into my bedroom and proved his love for me. I never consented, except on the odd occasion where I was too tired to try and fight him off. I never screamed out for mom, she would hate me if she ever found out. I was scared and felt guilty because he was my mom's husband. Sometimes I would let him touch me under the table at dinner, the whole time the guilt never left me.