Angel sat down on the sofa, staring moodily at the fire. What the hell did she expect him to do? She was only 17, he was an adult, he had to tell her no, what other choice did he have?
But God he did want to say yes to her. He wanted her more than he could say. He didn't know why he hadn't really thought of her in that way before. She was so completely gorgeous and sweet and funny that it took all he had to resist her. Just a few months ago he had only thought of her as a younger sister, but something changed. He wasn't sure when, maybe it was when he found out about what Parker had done to her, maybe it was before then, maybe somehow he'd always felt that way about her. But he knew it could never be anything.
She deserved more than him anyway. She was too perfect for someone like him. She had no idea what he was like, what he'd done. If she did, there was no way she'd want to be with him. He knew Spike would go crazy, and he had every right to. Angel had hurt him more than anyone else.
He stood up quickly, pacing around the room as he thought. He didn't belong with her, and she sure as hell didn't belong with him. She needed someone like that Finn guy, though even the thought of her with someone else made his blood boil. Lately all he could see was her with Parker. Parker touching her. Parker kissing her. Parker making love to her. It was enough to drive him crazy. And when she'd kissed him. God, it felt like nothing he'd ever felt before. It felt like she was just made for him, like everything she had, everything she was, was all for him. And that was why he knew he had to get her out of his mind, before it got too far; he just had no idea how.
Sorry, it's a really short chapter, I know, but it just felt like the right place to stop. Hope you enjoy, and thanks everyone for your comments :-)