Chapter 10 – Unexpected visitors
Buffy walked into the hallway and closed the door behind her.
“Carlo!” she shouted, the house was silent. He must not be home yet. Buffy ran u the stairs to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheek was getting worse. Spike had hit her quite hard. But he hadn’t meant to. Some where inside she knew this, spike would never hurt her intentionally. Buffy applied cover up to her swollen cheek to cover it up. She didn’t want Carlo to see it.
It was sun down when Carlo walked through the front door.
Buffy was making dinner in the kitchen. She wasn’t a very good cook but she thought she would try. She was attempting to make spaghetti bolognaise. But it didn’t look like the picture in the recipe book.
Carlo walked into the kitchen. “Hi” he said to her. He placed a shopping bag on the counter.
Buffy turned around to greet her husband with a hug. She felt guilty about what had happened with spike. She couldn’t tell him. She had to keep it a secret.
“How was your day?” Carlo asked her.
Buffy smiled. “Boring” she said. Even though the day had been very eventful. “How was yours?” she asked
“it was ok. Finding a job here is harder than I expected” Carlo said. “But I guess I don’t have to get a job yet. I have enough money for us to live for while. I want to spend as much time with you as I can” he replied and kissed her soft lips.
Buffy pulled away, she felt uncomfortable. “That’s sweet” she said with a smile. She looked over at the stove. “Look I'm cooking” she said.
Carlo looked over at the stove as well. “Emmm what is it?” he asked. Italians are very particular about their food, especially pasta.
“Its spaghetti bolognaise. I know it doesn’t look like it but I’m sure it will taste fine” she said with a smile. “If not, we both die with food poisoning. I did tell you before we got married that I can’t cook right?”
Carlo smiled. “Yeah, many times” he said. “But it doesn’t matter”
There was a knock on the door.
“I’ll get it” Buffy said. She pulled away from Carlo and walked out of the kitchen. “Watch the spaghetti” she shouted as she walked into the hallway.
Buffy pulled open the front door and saw spike standing there. She stepped outside and pulled the door closed behind her. “What are you doing here?” she asked in a whisper.
“I came to see you, tell you I’m sorry for hitting you” spike said.
“shhhh” she said, “Carlo will hear you. He’s just inside. And I know you didn’t mean to hit me so I accept your apology and now go away”
“No” spike said. “I want you to come back to wolfram and hart with me and leave that ponce of a husband of yours. You know you belong with me” he said softly as he ran his fingers through Buffy’s hair. He looked into her eyes.
Buffy looked up at him. “I can’t. It would kill him if I left. I can’t do that to him, he loves me so much and I love him”.
“No you don’t, I can tell” spike said, “He’s the re-bound guy. And I’m here now, so come back to me” he said. He stepped forward towards her. The porch light illuminated his perfect face.
Buffy looked up into his eyes, not saying a word.
What was she going to do? She knew she had to choose.
Spike or Carlo
She couldn’t do it. Why was her life never simple?
Spike kissed her on the lips softly just unaware of the door opening next to him. Even if he did know, he probably wouldn’t of stopped.
Buffy put her arms around him as they kissed.
Carlos looked at the couple on his door step. For a second he didn’t realise it was his wife kissing some stranger. But it was no stranger. This man had been at his house before, Buffy’s ex spike.
Buffy pulled away when she realised Carlo was standing right next to her. She looked at her husband. “Carlo” she started. But she couldn’t finish.
Carlo had lunged forward and grabbed spike. He threw him across the front lawn and started punching him in the face.
Buffy ran over to her husband and pulled him off spike.
Spike immediately stood up and was about to go for Carlo when Buffy stopped him.
“Please stop it” Buffy said.
“Get inside Buffy” Carlo said angrily. “Me and this … him … need to sort this out”
“What? No!” Buffy said. “No one is fighting.”
One of the reasons Buffy didn’t want fighting was
because she knew that Carlo would loose. Spike was a vampire; he had super strength and skill that Carlo would never have. Spike would just end up beating Carlo to a bloody pulp right in front of her and she didn’t want that.
Spike stood still on the spot looking at Carlo. If he wanted Buffy back, killing her husband wasn’t one of the best ways to win her back. Even though that was his last resort. He looked down at the earth below him. If Buffy told him to go away again he hoped the earth would open and swallow him whole. Life without Buffy was torture.
Carlo turned to look at his wife. “Why were you kissing him?” he asked.
“I …..” Buffy started, she looked at spike then Carlo. “I don’t know”.
“I do” spike said eagerly. “Because she loves me not you, you wanker”
“Shut up” Carlo said. He looked at Buffy, “if you love him just tell me now. I don’t want anymore lying.”
Buffy looked at Carlo. “I do love him, but I love you as well” she said, trying to make him understand.
“Ha” spike said happily when she admitted she loved him in front of Carlo. He decided to block out the part when she said she loved him too.
“You don’t love me Buffy” Carlo said sadly. “Just go be with him”
“Yes Buffy, come and be with me” spike repeated.
“No” Buffy said, “I’m married to you. I’m your wife”. She couldn’t believe that Carlo was saying this.
“No your not” Carlo said. “I want a divorce”
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