Looking towards the window sill I see the dark angel with the smug grin.
"Yeah I did actually. I had the best dream." Stretching my arms above my head, wickedly grinning back at him.
"Did you now? And my sweet lover did it include me doing unmentionable things?" Walking towards me his eyes grinning with the nice, sexy swing of his hips.
"Yeah you were sitting on my bed talking about how great it was to be hot stuff back in the old times, yet today you're just a weak vampire who can't even kill the girl who made him feel slightly human. So you asked me to put you out of your misery, and me, being the lovely human being I was, I obliged by slowly ripping off your head with my bare hands."
Walking towards my dresser I feel his eyes burning into the back of my head.
"Well my sweet Buffy if you think I'm so weak then maybe I shouldn't give you my present, after all you have been quite rude to me today."
Fiddling to open my dresser he walks and slams his back against the draws so I'm forced to look up to his face and not change out of these clothes. I don't want to indulge him in answering that questions because I think the answer I get is not going to be a good one. Why did he have to be here all the time, his eyes feel like they are burning holes into my soul! Just tell me what it is so I can get this suspense over and done with instead of you staring at me forever.
"What is it?"
Turning his head away from mine and crossing his arms across his chest, "Well when you're being so rude why should I give it to you?"
Ugh not this mental mumbo jumbo his now going to make me beg for him to give it to me. Opening up a door and rummaging through the clothes he has given me to choose from, "Oh come on don't be a spoil sport you know you want to tell me so tell me? And do you really expect me to wear a skirt this short to school without anyone noticing?"
"Now, now lover don't say it like that I think you don't want it." From the corner of my eye I see his eyes gazing at me through his eyelashes.
This never ends well, he's up to something, do I pretend like I care or ask him about the rules I have to follow?
"So are you coming to school with me today?"
He shrugs up from the wall and places his arm up against the wall giving me a view of his jacket, I can see a brown paper bag in his pocket jacket that looks slimy….. Oh please god tell me there isn't something in there.
"Now now lover we were playing such a nice game, playful banter where we exchange blows to one another's ego. You were even excited about what I was going to give you. Now don't ruin it now ask me what I have got for you."
I don't want to I feel his eyes staring into mine, I look into my draw to try and pick up clothes.
"Now now love you are ruining the game, look at me!" He whispers in my ear as he takes my hand from the draw and crunches it in his hand. Damn I feel some broken fingers coming on. He is hurting me so much but I can't help but look into his big brown eyes. Why is he doing this I don't want to play.
"Oh don't cry my sweet one, I'm going to teach you something about men now. We don't like it when you cry. Now if you don't want your hand to be broken in more places, ask me what I got you"
He wipes the tears from my eyes, I sob, "What did you get me?"
"Now that's all I wanted to hear. Close your eyes, and hold out your hands."
His voice commands me I feel his breath so close to my ear as I hear the crinkle of the paper bag. I feel a soft wet plop in my heads. Oh no oh no oh no its warm and fresh please don't let it be... His breath is rushing past my ear,
"Can you guess what it is, and remember you have to answer me." He keeps on stroking my hair.
"Is it a heart" Licking my lips to keep my mouth from drying out. I think I'm going to go into shock. Please, please why are you doing this to me.
"You can open your eyes now lover. But remember you can't scream, your mum isn't home and I don't want a surprise visitor while I'm giving you you're present."
As I open them all I can see is red, and what appears to be a lump of flesh in my hands. Coming up behind me he strokes my neck and grins at me hauntingly.
"Ding ding ding and the winner is Buffy and for your prize you get to know how she died." My throat clamps up, breathing is becoming harder I feel like I'm going to pass out. Shaking my head with tears in my eyes I scream,
"Please don't tell me I don't want to know please just don't tell me I'll do anything. Why did you do this?"
Turning me around so I'm face to face with this monster from hell. He is a fallen angel he looks so perfect but why does he do this to me.
"Why my lover, because I wanted to show you how hot I felt for you. You see I killed her only minutes ago to show you how warm my affection was for you. She was rather lovely. A blonde like you. Her heart signified what I could never give you, see aren't you happy? Now no more crying let's say for today this is our breakfast huh Buff?" Kissing me on the forehead I feel sweat break out into my body, this can't be happening it's all a bad dream don't worry this will end soon just go to sleep. The shock is too much I can't, all I see is his jacket as I fall to the ground.
"Humpf, well Buffy you're heavier than expected. We will need to work on that, and your resilience to bodily fluids and organs. Geez it's like you've never seen a heart before. Don't worry my love I'll look after you."
I feel wet warmth on my forehead as I fade out of what I hope is just another nightmare.