A/N Okay, two LONG notes for this chapter, but it’s easier than responding to each individual review. For those who are curious and have reviewed and e-mailed wondering about it, this is the how I based the characters of William and Spike: ultimately, William was based on the vampire Spike from the flashbacks in “Destiny” or “Lies My Parents Told Me” when he had an edge, but he still had that spark of sincerity. Spike, on the other hand, was designed to be season seven Spike, with a little bit of a season six attitude and temper. I loved the Spuffy relationship from season seven, so therefore, you have this story. And while I have no problem with William/Buffy stories, I have to choose one for her and the word Spuffy was created for a reason Ironically, I realized I probably should have switched the characters names since they ultimately turned into each other through the course of the show, but there are so many people who see Spike/Buffy that I knew the majority would be for them :-) If anyone disagrees with me, I’m sorry. Thanks to everyone supporting this story and giving me the benefit of the doubt. I did promise that I wouldn’t hurt William, so keep that in mind and as a response to teasha: we will be getting more into Spike’s back-story in a few chapters (I hope) to give him more human qualities. I understand Spike and Buffy aren’t the most likeable right now, but I have to sift through the William storyline first and I’ve (hopefully) started to resolve that in this chapter.
Chapter 9
A week later, Buffy sat in her favorite jeans and tank top, curled up with
Mr. Gordo, and her friends surrounding her.
She had called in sick for the last few days of school, ignoring most of
William’s calls, though they were strangely few and far between, telling him she didn’t feel well (which wasn’t a lie). Buffy hadn’t left her apartment for a week, and her friends had come over to rescue her.
“So, what’s going on, Buffy?” Tara asked gently.
Buffy took a deep breath. “I did something I’m not proud of.”
“What was it?” Willow asked.
“I had sex with Spike.” The words were out of her mouth before she knew she
said them. She looked around the room, gauging her friends' reactions.
Willow was shocked, Tara was trying to remain impassive, and Faith was
trying to suppress a smirk.
“So, what’s the problem then, B?”
Buffy looked at Faith in shock. “You’re actually asking me that?”
“I’m guessing it was a case of mistaken identity?” Faith asked.
“More or less.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, I think I subconsciously knew it was him.”
“Okay, that may add to the problem,” Tara said. “Does William know?”
“No,” Buffy said, shaking her head. “If he does, I didn’t tell him.”
“So, Spike just pretended to be William to get you to sleep with him?”
Willow asked in confusion.
“Not exactly. I had a fight with both of them on the same night. When
Spike showed up, all he said was that he was sorry, and I assumed it was
Will.”
“Are you going to tell William?” Tara asked.
“I don’t know what to do,” Buffy said miserably. “He’s been so stressed because we kissed. If he finds out about this…I don’t want to hurt him.”
“On to more important topics,” Faith said with a smile, trying to lighten
the mood. “Was he good?”
“FAITH!!!” All three yelled at once.
“What?” she asked with an innocent look before pointing to Willow and Tara.
“I don’t care if you two are lesbians, you know you were thinking the same
thing.”
This actually brought a smile to Buffy’s face. “Thank you,” she said to her
friend. “I haven’t smiled in a week.”
“That’s what I’m here for, B. But you never did answer my question.”
“Do you really have to ask?”
“Oooh, that good, huh?” Faith asked with a wicked grin.
Buffy smiled again before looking down at the cup of tea in her hand that
Tara had made for her. “I’ve been ignoring both of them. Spike’s so mad at
me right now, and I think Will suspects something. He hasn’t even tried to
call the past few days.”
“So, what happens if Will breaks up with you?” Willow asked.
Buffy shrugged. “He’s a great guy, but he obviously deserves better than
me.”
“Buffy, don’t say that,” Tara said.
“Why not? It’s true, and we all know it.”
“It’s not that he deserves someone better than you, it’s that he deserves
someone different than you,” Faith said.
“What’s the difference?”
“You two are too similar,” Faith continued. “That’s why you and Spike fit
better. You balance each other out.”
“Except Spike will probably never speak to me again.”
“Buffy, do you really believe that?” Willow asked.
“I don’t know,” Buffy said with a pained look. “He was so mad at me, you
guys. I’m sure he thinks I just led him on, but I want him so much.”
The four friends sat in silence for several moments before Faith jumped to
her feet.
“Alright. Get dressed, girlfriend, we’re going out.”
“Faith, I really don’t-“
“She’s right, Buff,” said Willow. “You’ve been in hiding a week. I think
we need to hit the Bronze.”
“I can’t,” Buffy said, shaking her head. “Spike might be there.”
“Probably,” Faith said in agreement. “But you know the old saying- one step
forward, two steps back…or is it two steps forward, one step back?” Faith
tilted her head thoughtfully. “Oh well, the point is, it’s time to get out
and have some fun.”
* * * * *
An hour later, Faith and Tara were practically dragging Buffy into the
Bronze while Willow stood behind her in case she tried to get away.
Her friends had somehow talked her into wearing a black mini-skirt with a
backless black tank top, held together by two strings in the back. Willow
had pulled out some high-heeled sandals from the back of her closet, and all
had joined in doing her hair and make-up. She was wearing more eye make-up
than she was used to, but she still looked pretty good. Her hair fell in
soft ringlets down her back, complimenting her features.
Buffy took a deep breath before walking through the door. She glanced
around, relieved that she didn’t see any bleached heads in the area, and
followed her friends through the club.
Faith made a dash for Xander when she saw him sitting at the bar, causing
the other three to laugh at her behavior. Faith was the last person that
anyone would suspect of falling head-over-heels for a guy, but Buffy was
happy for her. She deserved someone who would treat her with respect, and
Xander seemed to be the guy for the job.
Willow, Tara, and Buffy went to find an available table. The club was a
little busier now that school was out for the summer, but it wasn’t too hard
finding a place to sit. After about five minutes and a shot of tequila,
Buffy was feeling much better. She hadn’t seen Spike anywhere, which she
thought was a little strange, but she ignored it.
Buffy laughed with her friends as they dragged her out to the dance floor.
Even Tara, who was normally more reserved, danced with them. Buffy was just
beginning to have fun when she spotted bleached hair through the crowd.
Buffy frowned, trying to figure out if it was William or Spike from this
far away. She didn’t see a leather duster, and he was sitting with some
people she didn’t know.
Buffy pulled Willow over to her and pointed to the table. Willow
concentrated on the table before looking at Buffy. “I think it’s William.
You should go talk to him.”
Buffy nodded as she left the dance floor. She could feel the butterflies in
her stomach as she moved toward him, still not sure which brother she was
about to approach. As she got closer, she noticed the darker roots that
were beginning to grow out with his hair. It wasn’t very noticeable yet,
but Buffy could see it. She also noticed the loose curls and began to feel
a little better. Surely this was William. Maybe he was finally realizing
it was okay to be himself.
As she got to the table, Buffy nervously tapped him on the shoulder.
“Buffy,” he said in shock as he turned around. “I thought you were sick.”
‘Definitely William.’
“I’m feeling better. My friends decided to get me out of the house.”
William nodded before turning to face the table. “I’m sorry, everybody, this
is Buffy Summers. Buffy, this is Wesley Wyndham-Pryce, Anya Jenkins, Fred
Burkle, Allen Doyle, and Cordelia Chase.”
Buffy smiled and said hello to everyone before turning back to William.
“Can I talk to you?”
“Uh, sure, let’s go outside. Excuse us,” Will said to his friends.
Walking out the door, Buffy nervously wrung her hands together as she turned
to face him. “So…your friends seem nice,” she said with a smile.
“Yeah, they’re great.”
“I’ve never seen them before. How’d you meet?”
“Uh, we actually met here…last week.”
“Oh,” Buffy said with a nod. “I see. So…I haven’t heard from you lately.”
“I’m sorry, Buffy. I just thought if you needed me, you’d call.”
Buffy frowned slightly. This was clearly William, but he seemed a little
more nonchalant than usual. “William, what’s going on with us?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean…okay, the easiest thing is to just ask, so…do you still love me?”
“Buffy, of course I do. I always will, you know that.”
“But are you in love with me?”
William seemed to pause before answering. “What’s the difference?”
“Well,” Buffy began as she started pacing slightly. “I know you love me,
but do you want to be with me?”
“Buffy…”
“Will, it’s okay if you don’t.”
“It’s not that I don’t…it’s just we haven’t seen each other much this week,
and I’ve been doing a lot of thinking-“
“Will,” Buffy interrupted, taking a deep breath. “I’m not in love with you.”
Buffy waited for a reaction. Anything. She’d never told him she was in
love with him to begin with, but she’d also never said it flat out either.
Buffy watched his face for a moment and noticed the lack of emotion. She
stared at him a little longer before speaking. “You don’t care?” The
question wasn’t accusing or angry- it was almost a comment.
“Buffy…ever since Spike came into town, things have been different. Or at
least, things were brought to my attention. I’ve spent the last week and a
half wondering how to fix this relationship. Then I realized something.”
“What’s that?”
“We shouldn’t have to fix a five-month relationship.”
Buffy looked down at the ground before meeting his eyes with a smile.
“You’re right.”
“I wanted you for so long, Buffy, and I’m honored that you gave me a
chance, but I just don’t think we belong together.”
Buffy hugged him with tears in her eyes. “I’m the one who should be
honored,” she replied in a choked voice. “Can we still be friends?” she
asked, pulling away to look him in the eyes. “I really mean that. I’m not
just saying it.”
“I’d like that, Buffy,” he said.
“I want you to be happy, Will,” Buffy said genuinely, giving him another
hug.
“Well, isn’t this cozy.”
Both turned to face Spike as he walked toward them. Buffy cringed at the
scent of alcohol that wafted around him. He wasn’t acting drunk, but he clearly was.
“Spike, we were just talking,” Buffy spoke up, feeling the need to show how
innocent the situation was.
“And what would you be talking about, luv?” he asked in a condescending
tone.
“Not that it’s any of your business,” William spoke up. “But we’ve decided
to break up.”
Spike raised an eyebrow, looking back and forth between them before settling his gaze on Buffy. “So, you told
him we slept together, then?”
A/N “She said she wouldn’t hurt him, she said she wouldn’t hurt him” just keep repeating that. I know, it seems pretty harsh the way he found out, but Spike’s drunk and if you’ve ever been drunk you know you don’t always say the smartest things :-) Besides, you didn’t really think I’d have Spike and Buffy sleep together and William would never find out, did you? *Spoiler* As far as William is concerned, I’ve still got a twist or two for him. I’ve been telling everyone not to worry, that I wouldn’t purposely make him out to be a whiny or bad guy and as a response to Callie – there is a reason that I haven’t been telling anything from William’s point of view (good observation, by the way). We will get more into his character, hopefully by chapter eleven. Ultimately, he won’t go off and cry in a corner, but he isn’t like Spike either. So how will he react? I’ll have the next update ready soon.
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