Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 23, 2007 9:25:18 GMT -5
“You didn’t leave.”
Her word had kept him from skipping town. Doing what he’d promised himself over and over again.
Spike: Pet………………..
But she had held up a hand and rested her other palm against the side of his cheek.
Buffy: Don’t. You don’t have to say anything. I know…………..
*Flashback*
His bruised back had ached from the pains of her blows. She had stalked into his crypt, thinking that he had ill advisedly turned on them. And then she had kicked him down yet again, letting him know that she could never return his love and that he’s just a sick disgusting vampire in whom she can’t love. Or trust. None of it mattered as she continued to attack with her fists, jabbing him over the stomach twice before landing in one final blow to his lower regions. His cries didn’t even register in her mind as she continued to toss him around like a rag doll in the hands of its master. She was only focused on one thing. Spike. Betrayal. Blood. Slayer……………
*End Flashback*
Buffy: I I’m sorry about last night. I I just thought that you know…………?
Thought that I blabbed to the hellbitch about Dawn. S’o.k., I’m just a stupid vampire remember?
That I couldn’t feel a bloody thing. By this time their noses were just inches apart. That I’m some sort of hell’s spawn that you can never rid of, is that right pet?
Clenching her eyes shut, she fought the internal battle not to just take him and body slam him up against the wall. The thought revolted her…………
Luv, you know I wouldn’t even think of hurting Dawn. To pawn her off to the bitch of hell. God Buffy, you’d think you’d know me better…………….
Her word had kept him from skipping town. Doing what he’d promised himself over and over again.
Spike: Pet………………..
But she had held up a hand and rested her other palm against the side of his cheek.
Buffy: Don’t. You don’t have to say anything. I know…………..
*Flashback*
His bruised back had ached from the pains of her blows. She had stalked into his crypt, thinking that he had ill advisedly turned on them. And then she had kicked him down yet again, letting him know that she could never return his love and that he’s just a sick disgusting vampire in whom she can’t love. Or trust. None of it mattered as she continued to attack with her fists, jabbing him over the stomach twice before landing in one final blow to his lower regions. His cries didn’t even register in her mind as she continued to toss him around like a rag doll in the hands of its master. She was only focused on one thing. Spike. Betrayal. Blood. Slayer……………
*End Flashback*
Buffy: I I’m sorry about last night. I I just thought that you know…………?
Thought that I blabbed to the hellbitch about Dawn. S’o.k., I’m just a stupid vampire remember?
That I couldn’t feel a bloody thing. By this time their noses were just inches apart. That I’m some sort of hell’s spawn that you can never rid of, is that right pet?
Clenching her eyes shut, she fought the internal battle not to just take him and body slam him up against the wall. The thought revolted her…………
Luv, you know I wouldn’t even think of hurting Dawn. To pawn her off to the bitch of hell. God Buffy, you’d think you’d know me better…………….