I don’t own any of the characters in this they all belong to Joss Whedon. Don’t sue
This is my first fanfic so I know its not going to be as good as everyone else’s. But I’ll have a go anyway. Wish me luck and please review. Tell me how I can make it better in future and which bits you like about it. I’ve noticed a few spelling/grammatical errors, I blame my stupid spell check I can’t use it. I will try and make sure that everything is right
Historians note: This happens a few years after Buffy season 7. There was no end of angel and there was no apocalypse.
(( Sorry it took so long to write this one, I hope you like it ! ))
Chapter 21 – why me?
She was sitting on the cold bathroom floor. He head in her hands and her tucked up to her chest. Her once neat pony tail had now fallen and her hair was hanging down by her face, sticking to her face because of the tears. She could hear the faint buzzing of the air conditioning.
Buffy lifted her head a little; she looked at the pregnancy test that she had thrown across the bathroom floor. She picked it up and looked at it once more to make sure she didn’t miss read it. She didn’t; the test was positive.
Buffy broke down again. This couldn’t be happening, it just couldn’t. There was no possible explanation to what was happening to her. Buffy stood up slowly; her legs were shaking so much causing her to wobble.
Buffy took another deep breath in. She went over to the sink and washed her face with cool water and patted it fry with a fluffy towel that was hanging from the towel rail.
She looked at herself in the mirror. “I look terrible” she said. Buffy washed her hands with some soap then walked out of the bathroom.
The sun was now down, ‘how long was I in there?’ she asked herself.
Buffy sat down on the sofa. She rested her head on the cushions. Her eyes were burning because of the tears; a few stray tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
‘How? Why?’ Buffy thought to herself. ‘This cant be happening. I don’t understand. How am I meant to deal with this? Oh my god, what happens when spike finds out? What happens when angel finds out? Oh no spike is gonna be so pissed. I can’t believe it. Or maybe he will be happy? I dunno. It’s difficult to tell with spike. He’s complicated, *we* are complicated.’
Buffy had been so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she hadn’t heard the knock at the door. The caller was not giving up. They had been knocking for about 10 minutes.
Buffy got up off the sofa and went to the door. She looked through the peep hole and saw it was spike.
‘Oh no no no no no no!!’ Buffy thought she stepped away from the door quietly.
“I can hear you pet” spike said through the door. “You know with the vampire hearing and what ever”.
Buffy stopped then hesitated, if she let him in, he would know there was something wrong. She had to get rid of him now.
“I’m ill” Buffy said giving a fake cough. “So you can’t come in, it might be contagious”. She heard spike chuckle through the door.
“Vampire luv, you’re safe with me. So let me in” he said softly.
‘Oh I am so stupid’ Buffy thought to herself.
“Your not going to give up are you?” she asked.
“Never pet. You know that” spike said with a grin.
Buffy could see him smirking, not physically, but she could see him in her head, that cheeky grin he gave her regularly.
Buffy sighed and went to open the door. She saw him standing there with his trade mark leather jacket on as usual. She, on the other hand was still wearing the black skirt and purple top from yesterday. ‘Or was it today?’ Buffy thought as she looked down at herself.
The days were all blending together.
“There you are slayer, was starting to get worried
about you” spike said. “Can I come in?”
“Emm no” Buffy said, giving another fake cough.
Spike smiled and stepped in anyway.
“Hey! I didn’t invite you in” Buffy said surprised that spike just walked in. She didn’t know why she was surprised because it was spike, that’s what he did.
“I’ve been in before luv” spike said as he closed the door.
Buffy stepped back. “I don’t want to see you right now” she said. She turned and walked into the living room.
Of course spike followed her.
“Well, luv, you’ve been avoiding me for too long” spike said.
Buffy couldn’t look at him straight in the eye anymore. ‘I can’t tell him, I don’t want to see his reaction’ she
thought.
Buffy sat back down on the sofa.
“You’ve been crying luv” spike said.
Buffy kept her eyes down on the carpet.
“Why?” spike continued.
“Don’t spike!” Buffy snapped and stood up. “This isn’t anything to do with you. You’re not in my life anymore”.
She didn’t know why she suddenly snapped but she just didn’t want spike to know.
“That’s what you say love. I’ve heard this tune so many times. Stop lying to yourself, I know you don’t mean it.” Spike said coolly.
Buffy walked off to the bathroom, it’s the only place she could think of that spike couldn’t get in. Well he could but there was no bed to tempt him. She knew he would get ideas then charm her into getting into bed.
Buffy tried to close the door but spike pushed against it and it opened.
“Spike go away please” Buffy pleaded.
”No luv I want you to talk to me” spike said.
Buffy shuck her head and didn’t say anything.
Spike looked down as well and noticed something on the floor. He picked it up and looked back up at Buffy, his eyes widened.
Buffy looked up and realised what spike was holding.
The word ‘Crap’ went through her brain.
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