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Part Two
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17-year-old Buffy Summers lay on her bed, wishing upon a star. It was the perfect night for dreaming and wishing. Buffy only had one dream and one wish. Buffy was dreaming about Angel - *her* Angel, not Angelus, the evil vampire with a fondness for slayer blood. Outside, a dog howled and Buffy shivered. There was a reason that she'd never liked Stephen King novels. In retrospect, that sounded a bit dumb to her. After all, she practically had demons for supper.
"I love you, Buffy.", Angel was stroking her cheek tenderly. "Our night together meant so much to me." A tear slid down Buffy's cheek. She wiped it away angrily. . One thing Buffy had learnt from childhood is that life was far from being a fairytale where everyone lived happily ever after in a castle and had cake for breakfast everyday. Her parents' divorce had taught her that happiness didn't last forever.
"Honey?" At first, Buffy didn't hear her mother speaking, she was too absorbed in her own thoughts. Joyce approached her daughter's bed slowly, biting her lip. "What's wrong?" Buffy looked up, surprised to see her mother. "Mum? Why are you still up?" Joyce sat down beside her daughter. "I couldn't sleep. Came to see if you were still awake." "Oh." , Buffy said softly.
Joyce patted Buffy's hand. "I've been biting my tongue over this, Buffy but obviously, something is very wrong with you. Are you still upset over that boy, coz' he's not worth it." Buffy thought bitterly. "Buffy, talk to me, please." Buffy didn't say anything for the longest time.
"Oh, Mother. There's nothing wrong with me. You're going senile. Do you mind? I mean, you never respect my privacy. How could you just barge into my room like this." Joyce gaped at her daughter.
"Buffy, I.." But Buffy was ushering her mother out of her room. "I'm tired, Mom, I need some sleep."
"Buffy, listen, if you need to talk, I'm here and I..." Buffy slammed the door in her mother's face.
"Goodnight, Mum".
Rushing to her bed, Buffy, The Vampire Slayer, Scourge of the Forces of Darkness buried her head in the pillow and sobbed. Her two worlds were collapsing around her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. "Oh, Angel", she wept. "Why? Oh, Why?" Outside, a breeze blew gently and the night went on relentlessly, uncaring of a single crying slayer.
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