Angel stopped a foot or so away from Buffy, the look she was giving him was one that made his insides scream in pain. He saw the tears well up in her eyes and wanted nothing more than to pull her into his embrace, but he remained still.
"I'll leave you two alone, so you can talk" neither of them paid Lindsay one bit of attention as he headed down to his bedroom to give them some much needed space.
Seeing that she was trying to keep her emotions in check Angel cleared his throat "Buffy, I promise you, whatever you thought I have said and done, that wasn't me" he sighed deeply "It was Damien… my brother" her eyes slowly came up to lock with his and as expected, it looked like she did not believe him.
Brother? Since when in the hell did he have a brother? Buffy licked her bottom lip, her voice barely audible "What do you mean, brother?"
Angel rubbed his hands over his face then extended his hand out to touch her arm gently "Come sit down, I'll explain everything" when she remained still, he sighed once more "Buffy, please"
Buffy saw the pleading in his eyes and made her way to the sofa, making sure to take the far away side. She saw the hurt look on his face, but he closed it down then took a seat a foot or so away, thankfully giving her some space.
"First of all, I'm sorry I didn't reply to your texts, I smashed my phone when I was away and have only just got my new one" he saw her jaw set in a straight line "As soon as I got back, I came straight over to see you cause I missed you"
Buffy blinked quickly to get rid of the dampness in her eyes, she wanted to say she missed him too, she had missed him more than she wanted to admit for all to hear, she cleared her throat but her voice still came out full of emotion "That doesn't explain why you never told me you had a brother?!"
Angel nodded his head slowly "Guess It doesn't"
As he remained silent in thought she felt annoyance and anger beginning to rise. The past few days had been hell and he was doing absolutely nothing to explain what in the hell was going on "Angel, in all the time that we have spent together, the calls, the texts, even showing me your room back home, you never once mentioned having not only a brother… but a goddamn twin"
Before he could say anything else she continued "He said hurtful things to me, he made me feel like that night we had meant nothing to you… if you told me about him then maybe I wouldn't have been blindsided and made to feel cheap and used"
Angel felt devastated, that night meant something to him too, that night might not have been special as such for him, but it was, for all intents and purposes, a big deal for him too "I'm sorry" he looked over to her to see her fight back more tears.
Wiping at her eyes she turned to face him properly, knowing that this next bit would hurt them both "Damien kissed me, and I kissed him back" when she saw his nostrils flare, she continued "He had his hands on me tonight, if Lindsay wasn't there, then I don't know what would have happened"
Devastated was long gone, his breathing quickened as he felt his heart and soul crush from her words. It was a mistake to not let her know about Damien and it could have been so much worse than what she was telling him "He, uh, he didn't do anything to you did he?"
When she whispered no, he felt relief, his brother would never force anyone to do anything, he just had a dark gift for sweet-talking even the strongest willed into doing anything he wanted them to do. After a few deep breaths he felt tears roll down his face and drop onto his hands that were resting on his lap.
Buffy watched as he crumbled and let the tears fall, her stomach dropped. As much as she was mad at him, at Damien and at the whole situation, it still caused her pain to see him so upset, never would she have thought that she would see him be so raw. Not wasting another second, she fell into his arms and pulled him closer, letting him nuzzle against her.
They remained in each other's embrace until the tears stopped and when they both felt ready to be strong enough to be apart. Buffy cupped Angels rough stubble covered jaw and let her fingers stroke his face, he tried to shy away but she turned him back to see the embarrassment burn bright.
He couldn't believe that he had broken down and cried in front of her. He prided himself on being aloof, being able to shield his emotions to an extent but Buffy broke than down too, just like she did with the casing around his heart.
Angel covered her hand with his and brought it up to place a gentle kiss before he linked his fingers through hers and let it rest on his lap "I never meant for this to happen" he sighed "If you'll let me, I'll explain everything?"
Buffy nodded, that was the least he could do. When he asked if she wanted a coffee, she said yes then slipped her heels off and got comfy on the sofa. She watched as he busied himself making them their drinks then thanked him when he handed her a steaming mug.
Angel looked into the dark liquid in the mug that he held in his hand as if it were a magic-8 ball, willing it to give him an inkling on how this conversation was going to play out. He took a sip then began with a sigh.
"We might share the same looks, but we are the farthest thing from happy families. Ever since we were born, he has always made it a competition between us two, he has always made my life hell… he didn't even know I was here until our mom told him recently, I doubt he even knows this is my apartment"
He sighed again "I never told you about him cause I didn't think you would ever meet him"
Buffy let his words sink in, never meet? Did that mean what she thought it meant? Sickly bubbles popped away in her stomach "Never? So, what, we'd never meet because you don't speak to him or that I wouldn't be around long enough to meet him?"
Angel spun round to face her in a panic, the last thing he wanted was to alienate her just when he was starting to get things back on track "No! Buffy, I've not spoke to him in so long and even when we did, it wasn't out of choice… I never wanted you to meet him, ever"
She frowned and looked to her mug "Why?l" taking a deep breath she looked back at him, waiting for him to continue.
He reached into the pocket on his joggers and pulled wallet out, he took out a worn-out polaroid photo and ran his thumb over it "This, this is my sister, Kathy…"
The frown on her face deepened, first a brother and now a sister? How many other secrets was he keeping from her? If he meant that he liked her then surely, he would have mentioned them before now.
When he handed her the photo, she ran her thumb along the edge. It was a photo of the brothers who looked to be teenagers and a little girl much younger than them. They looked happy, well Angel and Kathy did, Damien, he looked indifferent.
"That photo is one of the last photos that we had together, we'd not long turned sixteen and Kathy was eight" when she looked back at him, he choked down the emotions "We were supposed to look after her and uh, she died…"
Buffy felt a fresh wave of nausea wash over her, he sounded broken and looked so much more "Angel?"
He wiped away a stray tear that had escaped "Damien was out on the roof outside of his bedroom window with a girl he'd brought over, Kathy wanted to join them, he didn't tell her to stay inside, and she would have listened, but she always wanted to copy what we done. She climbed out and lost her footing… slid down and fell off…"
Angel stared off into space "I yelled for him to call an ambulance, but he was too busy getting high, he acted like he didn't care… She died two days later in the hospital"
He flinched as he felt Buffy wrap her arms around him, he threw his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer "When we were questioned about what happened he didn't have anything to say, it was like it was no big deal that she died, even to this day and I hate him for it… Kathy was the most amazing little girl and to act like she was a stranger, I just don't…" he shook his head.
"Mom always said we grieve in different ways, and he dissociated, doesn't take responsibility, doesn't care, doesn't even mention her…" he felt Buffy tighten her arms around him and nuzzle her head against him "I'm sorry I never told you about them…"
Buffy shook her head quickly "No! Don't apologise Angel, I'm so sorry that happened to you, I can understand why you didn't share it with me" it still hurt her but to know the reason made it sting a little less.
Angel slipped his arm down to around her waist and his other hand framed her face as he looked down at her "It's hard for me to talk about but I would have told you…" he licked his bottom lip then leaned down to press his lips to hers.
"If you want to go home, I can take you" he murmured against her lips, hoping that she wouldn't leave. This was the first time talking about the accident that he didn't feel the weight of what happened and didn't feel completely lost.
Buffy sat back enough to look at him, she searched his eyes to see if he had any ulterior motives. Although it wasn't him who had made her feel used, the angelic face that they shared had been.
"I don't know, I know that you are my sweet Angel, but you have to understand how he made me feel, how small and worthless" when she saw him nod silently and look away, she wanted to cry again.
Angel stood up and ran his hands over his hair in frustration, at least she gave him a chance to explain things but once again, his asshole of a brother was determined to ruin all the good things in his life.
Lindsay took that moment to come back upstairs and looked between the pair of them, they both looked so damn vulnerable it made him want to heave "Don't let that devil child ruin this good thing you two got goin', now I don't know him well but from what Angel's said he's always been there to cause havoc and destroy any chance of happiness that he has" he kept his eyes locked with Buffy's as he motioned towards his room mate.
Buffy stared out Lindsay, thinking over what he had said "Lindsay, could you give us some space?" The texan smirked and bowed as he grabbed bottle of water from the fridge and retreated back to his bedroom.
She sighed and looked back to Angel, who looked like a sad little puppy, and it didn't make her feel any better "Is there anything else that you haven't told me?" her voice came out harsh, considering it was late, this conversation may as well be finished in a one shot.
Angel let out a mirthless laugh and half shrugged "He likes to go by Angelus"
Buffy looked at him incredulously, her mouth gaping "…your mom named you Angel and him Angelus?" She ran her fingers through her hair nervously, what sort of dysfunctional family did they have.
He shot her a look and finally took a sip of his coffee "No… my middle name is Angel, he's just Damien but its like everything else, he wants and takes whats mine as his, which is why I'm not surprised he's been following you"
She didn't know whether to find his admission sweet or tacky, he was adorable but was she hell someones property that could just be passed from pillar to post "I'm not some sort of prize Liam" at his name being called he frowned.
Angel sat the coffee back on the table and made his way over to her, his fingers running through her hair "No, you're not a prize but it makes me sick to my stomach to even think of you being hurt over what he's said and done, I care for you, more than you know, you make me want to make this better and you didn't deserve for this to happen to you" hell, he may as well air his true feelings, not like this night could get any worse.
Seeing her eyes flicker to his, he wasted no time in crushing his mouth on hers, hoping to convey his feelings. Thankfully, she melted into the moment and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. He traced his tongue along the seam of her lips and flicked it against hers when she let him inside.
His hands slid down the curve of her spine and swooped under her ass, lifting her up so that she could wrap her legs around his waist. Angel smirked against her mouth as she moaned, he left a trail of open-mouthed kisses down her throat before he laved at the spot under her ear with his tongue "Stay with me?"
Buffy let out a silent gasp and nodded, to hell with rational thought, she had missed him and wanted to be close with him again. She gripped onto him tighter as he made his way towards the stairs and up to his room. He kicked over the door with his heel and threw her gently on the bed causing her to giggle.
When she motioned for him to come closer, he pulled off his t-shirt and dropped it on the floor. Her legs spread as he crawled up her body, all whilst he pulled her dress over her head leaving her in just a pair of panties.
Without saying anything, his fingertips trailed softly over her taut stomach making her arch her back off the bed. He swirled his tongue over her nipple till it puckered then he took it into his mouth.
Buffy felt her mind and body swim in delight at the sensation he was creating within her, her hands tried to fist up in his hair, in the sheet and when his fingers teased her through her panties before dipping under the material, she gasped.
He made quick work of bringing her close to orgasm without removing those tiny panties she had on then smirked as she breathed out take them off.
Shedding his joggers, he let them pool at his feet as he stroked himself a couple of times, Buffy shimmied to the edge of the bed before dropping to her knees. His eyes locked with hers as she hesitantly took him into her mouth and slowly bobbed her head.
His fingers stroked her hair to encourage her and not before long his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He clenched his jaw and eased her off him, not wanting this to be over before it began. Reaching for her, he helped her to her feet.
Buffy hopped onto the bed and lay back, the wicked smile she had on her face made him harder. When she raised her eyebrow at him playfully, he crawled back over and on top of her. He nipped at her lips teasingly then took her into a toe-curling kiss as he rubbed against her intimately.
Without saying anything else he ran his thumb over her lip as he nudged against her, before driving deep inside in one smooth motion. Buffy gasped as she dug her nails into his back and scratched deeply when he began to thrust at a punishing rate.
She bit her lip as he hoisted her legs further up, hitting deeper inside. He began to whisper in that husky voice, that one that made her weak in the knees, she framed his face with her hands as she pulled him back down for another passionate kiss.
Rolling off of her, he sat back on the bed and urged her to follow. Seeing that she was unsure of herself, he wrapped his arms around her waist and guided her to sit on his lap. Reaching between them he poised her above his hard shaft and slowly pulled her onto him and motioned for her to wrap her legs around his waist.
Buffy tilted her head back, letting a silent gasp escape her throat as he once again filled her inch by inch, so slow and so good. He trailed wet open-mouthed kisses along her neck and tightened his grip on her, urging her to rock her hips.
Although she felt a little clumsy at first, it wasn't long before she rocked against him confidently, her nails digging into his shoulders. As she felt herself coming dangerously close to her peak, she locked eyes with him and felt a twinge. Fuck, she knew she was hooked on him, and it was a big deal.
Angel bit his lip as he watched the emotions swirl within those green depths, he could see almost like a light bulb go off before a haze of pure emotion came over them. He knew before how he felt but now, he knew that she felt exactly the same.
Without saying those words, or anything at all, their mouths clashed in a fiery kiss as she began to come undone. Feeling a heat burn through her, she broke from the kiss and let out a noise she couldn't describe.
Angel rocked against her a couple of times more, grabbing her hips and pulling her harder each time before he joined her in ecstasy. Breathing hard, he leaned his forehead against her damp shoulder and smirked. That had been something special.
Buffy ran her fingers through his damp hair then smiled as he leaned back so they could look at each other. She looked at the utter sated look on his face and felt proud that she could do that to him. As she twisted her fingers through his messy hair, she leaned over to kiss him softly, feeling so happy and content, like she was floating on cloud nine.
