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Wow, I want to say thank you to the people that have voted for me. It is an awesome honor to have you guys think that my story is worth an award. Thank you! Please vote! Thank you to xoChantelly for the amazing banner! Starts off with Buffy and Angel(us) but quickly turns Spuffy. Yes Angel(us) will make some trouble for our couple but that will help thicken the plot. I promise a very Spuffy ending though don't worry.
“Get the hell out!” Buffy screamed. She’d had enough. Five weeks ago was the last time that she would forgive Angel. He knew that and yet he had the audacity – “God, I can’t believe you have the nerve to even look at me right now.” she said.
Angel was acting the part, alright. He knew she was fed up, knew that she wanted nothing to do with him, yet he refused to admit to his wrong doing.
“Baby, what did I do?” he pleaded with her trying to look as innocent as possible. If she hadn’t known any better Buffy would have thought her skin was on fire from how angry she was. She felt hot and livid, just looking at him made her sick.
“What did you do? I saw you Angel, I saw you with th-that whore!” She yelled out. He seemed desperate now, knowing the extent of her knowledge. She knew he was only worried for one reason. She was a comfort zone to him, one that he was not at all happy about losing. “Buffy please,” he pleaded, “it’s not what you think. She meant nothing Buffy, I promise you. Please you have to believe me. I only love you sweetheart, I swear it.”
Angel went to reach his hand out to her face but Buffy slapped his hand away and decided this talk was over. “Get out,” she spat, “and don’t come back.” At that Angel slouched his shoulders, staring at her for a few seconds before making his way to the door. Just as she thought he was leaving a smile crept into his lips.
“You want me gone? Fine!” he said with a smirk, “It’s your loss, let’s face it baby, you’ve never had it as good as me. You’ll miss me, and when you come begging me to take you back, you’d better hope I’m still interested ‘cause we both know you can’t live without me.”
How dare he? The egotistical bastard! Buffy strode over to him and got so close that she could feel his breath on her skin. Attempting to not feel ill by his nearness she let her fingers crawl up his neck and brought his ear to her lips. “Watch Me.” She Whispered. With that she stepped away from him and slammed the door in his face leaving him dumbfounded.
Although she still felt the sting of his betrayal, being able to finally throw him out of her home and her life had soothed her more than she could have imagined. She had never had good luck with men, in any sense of the phrase really. Everyone in her life was gone. Her father, had severe schizophrenia and had killed himself two years ago. How she had cried. She had known that her father was ill, that he was not of sound mind, but when she had to identify the body and seen him laying sprawled across the floor with his throat slit open, well… it was the most disturbing experience of her whole life.
“We don’t know how he got the knife,” the nurse had spoken to her apologetically; “I assure you we are very careful. No one here gave it to him.” Not knowing what else to say she finished with an almost silent “I’m sorry for your loss.”
Breaking the news to her mother had been the worst part of it. Watching her sink to the floor with tears in her eyes. She knew that her mother had not had contact with him for a while but the pain was still evident. Buffy was devastated yet she found solace in the thought that at least her father would no longer have to endure the tormentous life that he had lived. A few weeks after his death she had called her mother and gotten no answer. Upon arriving at the house she had grown up in and entering it she had found a note left for her on the kitchen table.
“My darling Buffy, I am sorry that you have to find out this way but I have left. I can no longer stay in this house, this city, this state. Too many memories Buffy. I wish I could have alerted you of my decision but I know you would have tried to keep me here. You don’t need me anymore. You have grown into a beautiful young woman and deserve to lead your life without ghosts from your past haunting you. Just remember that I love you my Buffy, and don’t worry about me. I will be back in a few months I just need some time to clear my head. Love Always, Mom”
Her mother had been the last person she was truly close with and now she was gone as well. Then, about six months ago she had met Angel. She had just landed her job at The Bronze and had been in a very good mood. The thought of being able to pay her rent on time every month now took a load off her chest. The first time she saw him was on her third night of working at The Bronze.
At first she had paid little attention to him, but the tall, brunette man had done his best to make his presence known to her, striking up small talk at any chance he got.
She had been alone for almost a year and for once it was nice to have someone to talk to. After that night they had gone on a few dates and 2 months later he had moved in. She knew it was a bit fast but she felt comfortable with him and it was relieving to have someone around. Then about six weeks back it had begun. Angel had started coming home late and sometimes not at all, telling her that his boss was putting pressure on him to get this case closed and that he was doing extra hours so as not to get fired.
How stupid she had been to believe him, to actually feel sorry for him. One of the nights he called to tell her he was not coming home, she decided to take him a snack, not wanting him to go hungry in the middle of the night. She should have left him that night when she got to his work and he was not there; when he got home the next morning and having no excuse confessed his betrayal to her. She should have, but she didn’t. He had begged and begged, telling her how it was a stupid one time mistake and it would never happen again. Buffy wanted to leave him and forget about him, forget about everyone; but her loneliness had driven her to forgive him.
Then, as she had been driving home tonight she had seen him, kissing some gutter trash slut who looked like she would sleep with anyone who showed the slightest interest in her. That was it. Fool me once shame on you fool me twice…well, she wasn’t going to let him fool her twice.
She had let her desperate need for someone, anyone, to connect with stand in the way of getting rid of him before, but not this time. This time she had been strong. This time she had kicked Angel to the curb and was never going to forgive him again.
Chapter End Notes:
So now that she's finally gotten rid of him what will Buffy do next? Will she meet someone? Read on to find out! Input would be greatly appreciated it is what makes me want to keep writing. I am going to make this fic at least 5 chapters long so read it, tell me what you think and if you feel I should make it longer. Review, review, review!
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