I'll Never Not Need You

Chapter 3

Buffy and Willow entered the Bronze with smiles on their faces. There was nothing like unwinding after a long week dancing the night away. After yesterday’s fiasco with Spike, Buffy was determined to put him from her mind for the night. It was bad enough he had dismissed her, but to have Cordelia and Harmony vie for his attention was well, it was just sickening.

The music was loud and pumping, instantly lifting Buffy’s spirits. She scanned the area looking for Xander and froze when she spotted him standing at the pool tables. Next to him, just getting ready to shoot was Spike, and off to the side were Harmony and Cordelia.

Buffy was speechless, she elbowed Willow who yelped in surprise and then glanced over at where Buffy was looking.

Spike felt her the moment the doors opened. He glanced up before she saw him and drunk in the vision of her. She looked amazing in her long leather skirt that was slit on both sides, showing her bronzed legs every time she took a step. The white lacy top she had on contrasted nicely, showing more of her tanned flesh. He looked down quickly and concentrated on his pool game.

“Why is Xander with him?” Buffy asked.

“I don’t know. I haven’t talked to Xander since lunch time,” Willow answered.

Cordy caught sight of them and did a little wave. It was mean and it made Buffy’s blood boil.

“What a bitch!” Willow exclaimed grabbing Buffy’s arm. “Don’t even look at them Buffy. We are here to have fun and by goddess we will!”

Buffy nodded mutely and followed Willow to the bar to get a drink. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of him. After he shot, Cordy grabbed him and hugged him, Spike smiling as she wrapped her arms around him.

Buffy wanted to scream and cry. She just wasn’t sure which part would win out.

Willow handed Buffy her diet coke complete with a cherry when Xander strode up to them.

“What are you doing with him? And with them?” Buffy snapped gesturing to the two sluts draping their bodies over Spike.

“We are shooting pool, the girls just happened to join us when we got here,” Xander answered taken aback by Buffy’s tone.

“Yeah Xand…after what he did to Buffy this morning,” Willow said putting a hand on her hip.

“I talked to him about that. That’s how we ended up here.”

All three turned to the sound of Cordy laughing heartily as Spike whispered something in her ear.

“That’s it. I can’t take this,” Buffy grumbled putting her drink down and grabbing the nearest guy to her. “Want to dance?”

“Uh yeah,” the boy stammered, shocked that this beautiful girl would dance with him.

She lead then to the dance floor as a slow song started up. She smiled at him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He was taller then her with smiling chocolate brown eyes.

“I’m Angel…Angel O’Malley.”

“Buffy Summers.”

“Yeah I know who you are. Everyone knows who you are,” Angel said smiling.

Buffy smiled back at him, turning on the charm. She glanced over at Spike who was watching her, his blue eyes darkening.

Buffy tore her eyes from his and rested her head on Angel’s shoulder, losing herself in the soft beat.

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“What is she doing?” Xander asked Willow as Buffy danced the night away locked in Angel’s arms.

“I don’t know. I guess trying to get back at someone,” she said pointedly glancing in Spike’s direction.

“That’s the tenth dance she has danced with him.”

“No kidding Xander.”

“Doesn’t she need to come up for air? I mean my god it’s stifling in here.”

Another slow song started up and they all watched as Angel folded Buffy in his arms again. She smiled at him again as he pressed his cheek to hers. It was like car accident, no matter how badly you wanted to look away you found you couldn’t.

Spike tried so hard not to even look at her, to look at that ponce that had her in his arms. He tried to flirt with Cordelia but found she was as smart as a fruit fly. He had nothing to say to her and even worse he couldn’t stand her touching him any longer.

It was annoying.

He needed air.

He needed a smoke.

Grabbing his long leather duster, he excused himself and left.

Buffy didn’t have a remote interest in Angel. It was just a ploy to show she wasn’t upset. Let Spike do whatever he wants, who is he to reject Buffy Summers!

That replayed over and over in her mind re-fueling the fire, the same angry fire that made her agree to leave with Angel. She waved a curt goodbye to Willow and snuck a dirty look at Xander as she allowed Angel to pull her from the club.

*~*

“Where are we going?” Buffy asked nervously as Angel began to pull her through the wrought iron gates of the nearest cemetery. Angel didn’t say anything he just glanced lasciviously at her.

He tugged on her arm leading her to an empty crypt. He pushed the heavy metal door open with an audible creak.

“Just wanted to take you a place a little more secluded, get to know each other a bit,” Angel replied.

“Well you took me, now let’s get out of here. It’s dank and musty,” she complained as she went to the crypt door.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Angel leered as he pulled her against him.

Buffy’s eyes grew wide in terror as he leant down and tried to kiss her.

“Let go of me!” she yelled pummeling his chest with her fists.

“Yeah right. You know you want this,” Angel sneered grabbing her arms and pinning them above her head on the cold concrete wall. “You’ve been begging for it ever since you asked me to dance.”

“You asshole,” she screamed spitting in his face.

Angel looked shocked and wiped at his face with his free hand. He gave her a cold smile before cocking his hand back and punching her in the jaw.

Buffy screamed in white-hot pain as tears flowed down her face. The sound of Buffy screaming seemed to make Angel happy as he lowered his face to her neck, kissing and licking her, he tried to wedge his knee between her legs when the crypt door swung open.

“I believe the lady said no,” Spike said cockily, his face set in grim line of anger.

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