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Chapter 5



Buffy gasped as she jumped away from the door before it cracked her in the
head. She stared up at the large, angry man standing there and gave him a
glare of her own.

“What do you want, Riley?”

“What do you think, Buff?” She cringed at the smell of alcohol rolling off
of him in waves.

She took a step back as he advanced on her, and her lips tightened as he
grabbed both of her arms in his brawny hands. The grip was bruising, and
Buffy felt the tears flood to her eyes but refused to let them fall. This
man had made her cry too much already- she would not give him the
satisfaction of letting him see it. Clenching her teeth together, she looked
up and kept a level gaze with his eyes.

“Where’s Caitlyn, baby?” Buffy shuddered as his mouth descended closer to
her own.

“Why do you care?”

“I just wanted to know if she was in bed before I have my way with her
mother.”

“No!” Buffy ground out as she planted her hands on his chest and shoved.
In his inebriated state, she was able to get a little leverage, and he
stumbled back slightly, falling into the banister.

“You bitch!” Riley punched her, the blow hitting her square in the left
cheekbone and sending her falling against the door. Buffy moaned slightly but
quickly straightened, panting heavily as she felt her arms being pinned
again, and her body crushed and held to the door. She squirmed under his
grasp as he smiled down at her.

“Oh yeah, baby,” he said, bending low to grind his crotch into hers. “Just
like that, don’t stop.”

Buffy managed to get an arm free and clenched her fist before sending it
crashing into his nose.

“Aaagh!” Riley’s hands immediately flew up to his face to the flow of blood
that now fell from it.

“Get out of here, Riley, NOW!”

Riley straightened and his gaze hardened as he stared at her. Buffy felt a
trickle of fear before smashing it down. She would not let him get to her
again. Even as she was putting on a brave front, she felt the crushing
back-handed smack that split open her lip on one side and sent her crashing
into the door once again.

“Get…out,” she said, fixing her eyes on his. Her lips tightened again as
Riley’s descended to meet hers in a kiss.

“Tell my girl I stopped by.”

“She’s not your girl, Riley, and neither am I. If you have a problem with
that, maybe I’ll just call the police, and you can straighten it out with
them." She trembled slightly as his hand came up to touch her damaged cheek.

“You will always be mine, baby,” he said before turning, much to Buffy’s relief, and stumbling out the door.

Buffy felt all of her energy drain out of her as she locked the deadbolt
behind him. She slowly slumped to the floor and looked down at her arms.
There were already irritated, red handprints where he had grabbed her both
times. She saw the evidence of the black and blue marks they would be in a
few hours. Curling her legs up to her body, Buffy gently laid her forehead
on her knees and let the tears fall.

* * * * *

“So, Bit, does your daddy live here?”

“No,” Caitlyn said, before returning her attention back to her dolls.

Spike decided to drop the subject. No use asking a three year old questions
that might be upsetting when Buffy told him she would explain everything.
After a few minutes of listening to Caitlyn tell him about her favorite
bedtime story, Spike glanced at his watch. It had been longer than ten
minutes, and Buffy still hadn’t come up. He’d heard something a few minutes
before that sounded like the door slamming.

“I’m going to go see what’s keeping your mum, Bit.”

“Okie dokie.”

Spike smiled at the phrase he hadn’t heard since he was a boy before
turning and making his way down the hall.





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