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If you wanna know more you have to read cause it's too long to summarize properly, sorry. Note: an asylum is an institution but it's also a shelter/safe- haven. It's not a fluffly Spuffy but it is a Spuffy lol!
Also the warnings for each chap will change so if their is certain things you dont wanna read keep an eye out for that!


The song i used is "You dont own me" by the blow monkies (tee hee)





“You’re free to go Buffy.” Doctor Rayne said and sent her a smile that gave her chills. He looked at her as she sat there motionless. She’d been in the asylum for five years, since her 16th birthday to be exact. Since she’d been there her parents had divorced and her mother had passed away. Tears came to Buffy’s eyes. ‘I let her down, I didn’t get better fast enough’ she thought to herself.

On the night of her sweet sixteen she’d gone to the Bronze with her best friends Willow and Xander. She’d met this amazing guy with the face of an angel. He was all broody and mysterious and that was so her type back then. She’d agreed to go for a walk with him and he got all creepy on her. When she woke up in the hospital days later she’d told her parents what had happened. Correction: what she had THOUGHT had happened she said in her head. Anyway she had told her parents and her friends that he had gone all “fangy” and sucked her blood. Everyone had looked at her like she was a freak and not long after they had institutionalized her because she refused to change her story.

A mister Ethan Rayne had been appointed her doctor and after three long years she’d finally given up and stopped believing her own tale. ‘I mean, only sickos believe in Dracula right? That stuff doesn’t happen in real life!’ is what she’d been telling herself for the last two years so often that she now believed it. ‘Someone probably slipped something into my drink that night’ she rationalized.

“Ahem.” Ethan coughed, clearing his throat to get her back to reality.

“Um, sorry doctor.”she said annoyed. There was something off about this man, he gave her the creeps.

He handed her a bottle of pills. Muscle relaxants really. Often times at night she’d wake up and tear the restraints right from her arms in the bed. The nurses where always whispering about how it wasn’t natural for a girl to be that strong but Ethan had declared that it was an overdose of adrenaline in her blood stream that occurred when she became aggravated, prescribed her those pills, which she was given nightly, and declared the situation under control. It seemed to appease the nurses somewhat and Buffy even belived it, why would the doctor lie even if he was creepy?

“Well Buffy. It’s time for you to get back to the real world.”

Was it her or was he trying to hide a smile?

“Yes, thank you for everything Dr.” she said standing up and offering him her hand. When he clasped it back she squeezed….hard. He winced and she plastered a fake concerned look onto her face.

“Oh I’m sorry Ethan, I guess the pills wore off from last night. Still, I’m just a girl so it shouldn’t hurt that much right?” she said taking that smug ‘I’m a macho man’ look that was always on his face down a peg.


She grabbed the papers that held all the info she needed for her ‘new life’ from the desk and walked to the door.

“Oh and Dr. ?”

“Yes Buffy?”

“Maybe you should get some ice for that.” She said pointing to his hand and walking out the door and into her freedom, giving everyone the finger on her way out.


You don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
Don't say I can't go with other boysBababa bababa ba!Don't tell me what to do
And don't tell me what to say
And when I go out with you
Don't put me on displayPretty Good!
I'm ImpressedYou don't own me
Don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me
Don't tie me down
'Cuz I'll never stayI don't tell you what to say
And I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of youI'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I pleaseI'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I pleaseOh no! You don't own me
You don't own me
You don't own me
Forever young and free
Darlin' you don't own meYou don't own me
You don't own me
You don't own me
Forever young and free
Darlin' you don't own me


She got off the bus and looked at the address. ‘1630 Revello Drive.’ She looked up at the street sign. Revello.Well her dad wasn’t kidding when he’d told her the house was right by the bus stop.


When her mother had passed Hank had come by to pick up Buffy for the funeral. He had bought her a house paid for in full and once she was ‘out’ she’d have access to a no-limits credit card. Wonderful gifts from a rich father who would do anything to keep his fucked up little girl out of his life.

She didn’t really mind though. It had been her mom and her friends who had visited often, never him. She’d been an embarrassment to him since the start. Well, as soon as she’d started seeing Pike that is. A cutey in his own way and a real sweetheart. Once Hank had found out his daughter was dating someone from the other side of the tracks they’ upped and moved to Sunnydale. She’d only heard from him once since them.

She’d gotten a call at three in the morning saying there was some weird guy that had been asking about her, seemed to like covering his face with a hakerchief a lot, and that his best friend was floating outside his window. Buffy assumed Pike had gotten drunk again and was seeing things, he was way to dependant on alcohol but before Buffy could talk some more her dad had picked up the other line and yelled so much and so loud that Pike had never phoned again.



She opened the door to her new place. She had to give Hank credit. When he wanted someone to stay the hell away from him he made sure that they did in style. It was a two story house. The living room was right off the entryway to the left, right ahead was the staircase leading to the second level and to the right was the kitchen, which had a door that led to a path to the backyard. There was a porch swing on the balcony in back.

Buffy went back inside. The place was also completely furnished, expensively. She walked upstairs and there was three bedrooms and a bathroom. Again each was furnished.

She sighed and unpacked the whole two outfits she had. She looked into the closet and a smile lit her face. ‘No clothes eguals lots of shopping with money I don’t need to earn.’

She lay across the bed and fell into a troubled sleep. The vampire she’d seen on her birthday along with many others haunted her sleep nightly. She’d never told anyone about the dreams at the hospital, fearful that they would think she was still crazy. She knew they didn’t exist so why was her subconscious trying to keep her believing. She didn’t let herself think about it often though, when she did it was all headachy!


She woke up the next morning and went downstairs to get something to snack on. She opened the fridge and grabbed an apple and diet coke. Unconventional yes, but she’d never been allowed soda because the sugar would get her ‘hyper’ the nurses had always explained.

She picked up the phone and dialled one of the two numbers she knew.

“Willow?”

“OH MY GOD BUFFY! Are you home? You wanna do something today?”

Laughing Buffy answered. “Yes I’m home, still feels weird though.”

“It must. I mean it’s so different from the asylum and theirs no one there with you now…..”

“Now that my mom is gone. It’s okay to say it Wills, I’ve made my peace with her.” ‘Liar’.

“That’s good t know Buffy.” Willow answered honestly but she didn’t believe her best friend. They would always be best friends no matter what happened, they’d made a pact the night before Buffy was ‘put away’ and they’ stayed true to it. They were only sixteen at the time, children really, but now they were woman.

“So Wills, you up for shopping today?”

Willow gasped. “Buffy i don’t know if I can handle that. The way you shopped when we where younger wasn’t normal and I’d hate to see it now after years of untapped enthusiasm.”

They both cracked up. “Is that a yes?”

“Of course it is the red head gushed. “Want me to call Xander and…”

“No Willow. I’m sorry but I think one friend at a time is the way to catch up properly.”

“You’re right. Plus I don’t wanna try on anything in front of him.”

“Wow, are you ever gonna get over that crush or at least do something about it?” Buffy teased.

Willow decided that now was as good a time as any to spill, she’d never told anyone before but this was Buffy and now they where allowed more then an hour a week to talk about things.

“Well I did get over it and I kinda did something about it.” She started.

“Oh my god are you two an item? That would be so cute, I mean you’ve liked him for years and now he like-“

“No Buffy, I’m gay.”

“Oh………….is she pretty?”

Willow sighed in relief. She knew she’d done the right thing by telling Buffy.

“So your not mad at me then?” she asked softly.

“Fuck no Wills, I’m happy for you. I wish you could have told me sooner but I do understand why you couldn’t.

“Thanx Buffy, it really means a lot to me.”

“Hey, would I get all judgy on you Wills? I’m a psychopath, you’re a lesbian. It’s all the same.”

Willow snorted. “She is.” It was so great to have her friend back and capable of joking about everything.

“Huh?”

“Pretty. She’s very pretty.









The two walked through the mall arm in arm on their way to the coffee shop. When they’d finished ordering they grabbed a table and slumped into some chairs.

“I’m pooped.” Willow said in a tired voice.

“Not me.” Buffy said full of energy, she’d been cooped up for 5 years, it was going to take something much more then a 4 hour shopping spree to wipe her out.

“Ya, your stamina is un-natural.” Willow teased.

Buffy started humming the theme song from the twilight zone and shaking her fingers but she stopped when she noticed Willows attention was somewhere else and she looked nervous.

“Wills?”

“See that guy over there by the water fountain?” her friend asked.

Buffy looked over and saw a tall man in a beige tweed suit, staring right at her.

“Ew…..tweed?”

“I know. Gives me the chilly willy’s.” Willow stated and added. “He keeps staring at you and taking his glasses off to clean them.”

“It’s pretty creepy but it’s probably some weird perv, don’t worry about it Wills.” Buffy said and put her hand on her friends to steady the redheads nerves.

She looked up and saw the man standing directly in front of their table now.

“Can I help you sir?” Buffy asked as politely as she could.

“I’m years too late for you.” The man said wiping his glasses again.

Buffy looked at Willow. “And I’m the one they lock away.” She turned her face to the man again. “Listen you pedaphile, if you don’t walk away I’m gonna call that security guard over to take you away.”

The man paled. “It’s not what you think Miss Summers.” His british voice had a pleading tone to it but both girls where too ‘icked out’ to notice and Buffy waved at the guard who started walking towards them.

The man walked away guickly and Buffy nodded her thanx to the uniformed man, letting him know everything was okay now.

Buffy saw Willows pale face. “What’s wrong Willow? I know he was creepy but-“

“He knew your name Buffy. How did he know your name?”




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