Part 31
Untangling herself from his arms, Willow grabbed one of Spikes shirts before walking downstairs, smiling slightly at the thought of the blond, and what they had done all night. Reaching the kitchen she searched for a cup to pour herself a glass of water. Eventually settling for her hand, she cupped her hands under the water tap and brought the cool liquid to her lips. Splashing some on her face she turned to come face to face with an angry Angelus
“Good morning”
“Willow…where were you last night”
“Last night”
“Yes you were supposed to come to me”
“I changed my mind”
Walking past him, she felt herself be roughly pulled back
“I’m not finished Willow”
“Well I am…so let go of me”
Pulling away, Angelus growled when her hair moved to show the fresh bite marks against her neck
“What are those?”
“What?”
“Those”
Pointing to her neck, he watched Willow pale before shrugging her shoulders and walking into the lounge
“Willow”
“What!”
“Who did that to you”
“Why are you getting angry…it’s nothing”
“I’ll show you nothing”
Grabbing the girl, Angelus dragged her struggling up the stairs to his room, opening the door, he threw the girl inside before slamming the door.
“Stand up”
“What?”
“You heard me, do it…. Now!”
Flinching Willow quickly stood, keeping her gaze on the floor, she took deep breaths to stop the shaking his anger caused
“I will ask again…who did this”
Flicking the marks, the angry vampire circled the smaller redhead
“Willow, I want to know…or have you been whoring around with other vampires”
Looking angrily at the vampire, the redhead raised her hand and slapped Angelus harshly against the cheek
“I am not a whore!”
Angelus’ fist came flying out, sending the girl sprawling across the floor, sitting up she pulled herself back until the wall was safely behind her back, slowly standing up using the wall for balance she faced the enraged vampire
“Little girl, you will never raise your hand to me again…understand?”
When she didn’t reply, he grabbed a clump of her hair and pulled her head back
“Understand?”
“I…I understand”
“Good…now who gave you these”
“Spike”
Leaning down the dark haired vamp, licked at the healing marks, tasting his childe he growled and threw the girl on his bed. Sitting up the redhead tried backing away before being pulled back by the ankle.
“Angel…he didn’t mean to”
“I’m not Angel, little girl”
Roughly grabbing the bottom of her shirt, the vampire pulled, ripping the material in two
“I never want to see you wearing his clothes…even if you have to stand naked you will never wear his clothes…understand”
“I understand”
“Good”
Spike awoke at Willows scream, the redhead sobbed as the vampire moved within her dry, her insides felt like they were burning, keeping her eyes on the far wall, she watched as the door slowly opened to show Spike. Her tears fell like rivers against her skin, she could see the pain in the blondes eyes, shaking her head, she watched as he closed the door, leaving her with the grunting vampire above her. In the next room, Spike punched the wall, tears falling down his face as he heard another scream come from the redhead, this was all his fault, she was in there because of him. Kicking the wall once more he heard the other vampires door open and slam shut again, waiting till he knew the coast was clear he made his way back to where he had saw her. Opening the door, his heart lurched as he saw the trembling form of the girl lying in a ball in the middle of the older vampire’s bed. Slowly walking over to her, he watched as she flinched away from his touch
“Willow…pet”
“Spike”
He watched as she slowly turned to face him, flinging herself into his arms, she let out a loud sob as he held her shivering form
“Spike…I’m sorry”
“Its okay pet…he’s gone he won’t be back for a while”
“It hurts Spike”
“I know pet…I’ll get you patched up again”
Standing up he went to fetch some water and bandages, returning he found the girl sat in one of the chairs sitting around his sire’s room
“Red”
“Here Spike”
Looking at the fresh bite, that covered his old one, Spike cringed, it was deep, where as his bite had been a sign of affection, this was like the older vampire had ripped a chunk of the girls throat out. Wiping it gently with water, he placed a bandage over the wound, then got the girl to hold it in place
“Keep that pressed tightly…it’s a nasty bugger of a cut”
“It feels like it”
“I’m sorry”
“What for…you never did this”
“No…but I shouldn’t have bit you to start with”
“It doesn’t matter…it happened”
Looking at the redhead, Spike watched as she kept her gaze on the far wall. Sighing he went to work on the rest of her wounds
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