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Chapter 4 - Breaking


Buffy hurried back to the dorm, feeling more relaxed than she’d felt in
months. Seeing Spike at the library had awakened something inside of her
that she thought was long dead. She realized that some part of her was
alive. Some part wanted to live on, and that was something she hadn’t known
existed anymore.

The slight smile fell from her face and her heart dropped into her stomach when
she approached the dorm and saw Parker pacing outside her door. Taking a
deep, shaky breath, Buffy squared her shoulders and walked toward her
boyfriend, forcing a smile when she approached.

“Where’ve you been?” Parker growled when he saw her. His voice was low, but
she saw the anger flashing in his eyes, and it made her tense even more.

“The library,” Buffy said in a meek whisper.

“Come on,” Parker said, grabbing her arm in a bruising grip and leading her
toward the parking lot.

Trying to keep up with the pace he was setting, she didn’t want to anger
him anymore than he already was.

‘What have I done now?’ she thought miserably, before another thought flitted through her brain. ‘What haven’t I done?’

Wrenching the car door open, Parker practically threw her into the vehicle,
slamming the door and not caring that it hit Buffy’s shoulder. She gasped
in pain but stayed quiet when he sat in the driver’s seat. She realized
that he was being unusually quiet, and that was almost more terrifying than
him yelling at her.

Her lower lip trembled when they pulled in front of his fraternity house a
few minutes later. Quickly getting out of the car before he had a chance
to pull her out, Parker grabbed her wrist and yanked her into the building.

She squeezed her eyes shut as she was dragged into his room and thrown
against the door when it closed behind them.

She was trapped.

She was always trapped when he brought her here.

After all- the brothers stick together. Never mind that one was an abusive bastard. It didn’t matter since his father practically owned the damn house.

“Were you with Atherton?”

“Who?” Buffy asked quietly, the name only sounding vaguely familiar as it permeated through her terrified brain.

“Spike Atherton,” Parker said, practically spitting out the name.

Buffy’s eyes briefly darted around the room before shaking her head ‘no’. She could almost feel the blow before it landed as Parker backhanded her. Her cheek exploded in pain, her mouth opening to gasp in air as her eyes watered.

“Liar!” Parker screamed, shoving her head into the door. “Do you think he’s your knight in shining armor, Buffy? Do you think anyone could ever love a used up piece of trash like you?”

Holding her tears at bay as Parker’s lips crashed down to hers, he was practically smothering her with his ferocious intensity. Breaking away and leaving Buffy gasping for oxygen, his hands went to each side of her face, and she braced herself, waiting for him to shove her head into the door again. Instead, Parker’s forehead came down to hers, his hands gently caressing her face. “Do you think anyone could ever love you the way I love you?”

Buffy took a shaky breath. “No,” she whispered, trying to keep her gaze
away from his face. The empty chasm of his eyes was more terrifying than
any pain he could ever inflict on her.

“I love you, Buffy. You know that, right?” Parker asked with a desperate and
needy quality in his voice.

She nodded, feeling his lips press to hers again for a shorter kiss. “You can’t keep doing this, Parker,” she whispered. “Please stop doing this.”

“I will,” he said with so much honesty that hope blossomed in Buffy’s heart. “Tell me you love me.”

Breathing heavily, Buffy looked at the floor. “I love you,” she whispered, her stomach churning as she uttered the words. “But you have to trust me.”

The fist came out of nowhere, slamming into her stomach, causing her to gasp for air. “Why should I trust you, when you don’t give me any reason to, bitch!?”

“Parker,” Buffy whimpered, folding over on herself for protection. “You just said…you just…”

“I know what I said,” he hissed at her. “But when you think you can just go
spreading your legs for anyone, you’re going to pay the consequences.” To
emphasize his point, Parker hit her on her back. Her fading bruises
screamed in protest. Buffy struggled to stand, but the force of his attack
kept her cowering in front of him.

Parker rarely hit her face, today being one of the few exceptions. It was
only when he was more angry than usual that he did. Never wanting to draw
unwanted attention to himself, he kept his cruelty to her body restricted to
her torso and legs.

“I don’t,” Buffy was finally able to murmur, the pain shooting through her
body with each breath she took. Everything inside her was begging for
reprieve from the punishment she was receiving.

“I really hate it when you lie to me,” Parker muttered, his foot connecting
with her ribs, leaving them throbbing as she hurriedly covered her stomach
with her hands, trying to shield herself from any more damage.

“I’m not lying,” Buffy gasped. “I’ve never been with anyone but you, you
know that.”

Her voice was taking on a desperate quality when she felt Parker grab the
back of her neck, dragging her to the bedroom and throwing her onto the bed.
“Damn right you haven’t,” he hissed, unbuckling his belt. “And it’s going
to stay that way.”

Buffy felt tears come to her eyes, but not as a result of the pain. She was
ashamed of herself for not being strong enough to get out of this situation
when it started. Not being smart enough to fix her life when she had the
chance. She felt like all of her chances were behind her now. A part of
her feared that she would never know anything other than pain at Parker’s
hands. She vaguely felt her clothes being stripped away and retreated into
herself. She shut down her mind, allowing her body to respond to whatever
Parker requested of her. Her soul cried at the injustice of her life and
yet another piece of her spirit broke.





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