Chapter 10
Spike was looking for Buffy. He stopped at a couple making
out.
“Hey, have you seen Buffy?”
The boy looked up and shook his head.
Spike sighed and continued looking. He found her
downstairs getting another drink. She swayed, momentarily
losing her balance and falling into Spike. He grabbed her and
helped her regain her balance. Then he grabbed her drink.
“Hey, Buffy. Why don’t you let me have this one, alright?
Buffy snatched her glass back.
“No! This one’s mine!”
Buffy walked off. As Spike was getting
ready to go after her, Angel stopped him.
“Hey man, how did you get her to do it?”
“Do what?” Spike asked, looking for Buffy.
“Act like a human.”
Spike was going to reply, but both guys
looked over when everyone started cheering.
Buffy stood up on the dining room table and
started to dance. Angel looked at Spike, then back at Buffy.
He ran into the room, and Spike followed.
“See this?” Angel asked him, pointing to Buffy.
Buffy kept dancing, and Spike watched. As
she dipped down, she came up too fast and hit her head on
the chandelier and passed out. Spike caught her as she fell
off the table. She woke up and looked at Spike.
“Are you ok?” he asked her, standing her on her feet.
“I’m fine.” she told him, falling again.
Spike shook his head and put his arm around
her to support her.
“You’re not fine. Come on.”
He led her outside.
“I just need to lie down.”
“No, you don’t. You’ll just go to sleep.”
Buffy grinned.
“Sleep is good.”
“No, it’s not. Especially if you have a concussion.”
He sat her on a bench outside.
“Sit here. We need to talk.”
Conner walked up.
“Hey, can I see you for a second?”
“I’m a little busy right now.” Spike said pointing to Buffy, who
was holding her head.
“Just a second, ok?”
“Fine.”, he told Conner.
They walked away and Spike looked at
Conner.
“What?”
“Look, the whole thing is off, ok?”
“What are you talking about?” Spike asked him.
Conner sighed.
“She never wanted me. She wanted Angel the whole time.”
“Conner, do you like the girl?”
“Yeah.”
“And isn’t she worth all of this trouble?”
“I thought she was…”
“Either she is or she isn’t. See, first of all, Angel isn’t half the
man you are. And second, don’t let anyone ever make you
feel like you don’t deserve what you want. Go for it.”
Spike turned to walk away, and Conner
started chuckling. Spike looked at him.
“What?”
“When did you get so wise?” he asked him.
“Hey, I’ve always been wise.” Spike said looking hurt.
“Whatever, man. Uh, you might wanna-“
Conner pointed to Buffy, who was slowly
falling over. Spike ran over and quickly stood her up.
“Come on, luv. Let get you away from here.”
Spike led Buffy over to a set of swings in
the yard, and away from everyone else.
“This is so patronizing.”
Spike laughed.
“Leave it to you to use big words when you’re smashed.”
“Why are you doing this?” Buffy asked him.
“I told you, you might have a concussion.”
“Huh. You wouldn’t care if I ever woke up.”
“Yes I would. I wouldn’t have anyone to follow around all the
time, now would I? Besides, then I would have to start taking
out girls who actually like me.”
He sat Buffy down in a swing. Buffy looked
at him and grinned.
“Like you could find a girl that likes you.”
Spike chuckled.
“See? That there. Who needs love and affection when I
have blind hatred?”
Spike stood next to her as she sat there.
Buffy lost her balance and fell backwards. Spike caught her
and sat her up.
“Whoops.”, Buffy said, laughing.
Spike sat down in the swing next to Buffy.
“So, why did you let him get to you?”
“Who?” Buffy asked in confusion.
“Angel.”
“I hate him.”
“Well, you’ve chosen the perfect revenge- getting smashed.”
Buffy laughed.
“Well, you know what they say.”
“Yeah, what do they say?”
Spike looked over at Buffy, who had passed
out again. He leaned over and grabbed her face.
“Buffy? Wake up, luv.”
Buffy opened her eyes and looked at him.
“Wow. You have really beautiful eyes.”
Spike chuckled. He leaned over a little more,
getting ready to kiss her, when she shoved him out of the
way and started to throw up.
He shook his head, sat down on the swing,
and patted her on the back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Cordelia looked at Dawn.
“I don’t know if we should go. I really don’t wanna leave.”
Cordelia whined.
Dawn was going to reply when Angel
walked up.
“Hey, a bunch of us are going over to Gunn’s beach house.
You coming?”
Dawn looked at her watch.
“Um, I have to be home in twenty minutes.”
Cordelia looked at Angel.
“Well, I don’t have to be home until two.”
Angel nodded and looked at Dawn.
“One more chance.”
Dawn pretended to look upset.
“I can’t. Damn.”
Cordelia grinned.
“That’s a shame!”
“You wanna go?” Angel asked Cordelia.
“Sure.”
Angel put his arm around Cordelia and
started to leave.
“Cordelia!”
Cordelia smirked at Dawn.
“Hey, you passed.”
They walked away leaving Dawn.
“Bitch.”
Conner walked by.
“Hey. Have fun tonight?”
“Tons.”, Dawn said sadly.
Conner kept walking.
“Hey, Conner?” Dawn yelled after him.
He stopped and turned around.
“Um, do you think you could give me a ride home?”
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