Spike walked into a bar, looking for Buffy, who he hadn’t seen in a few days. What he saw, made his stomach churn.
Buffy was lying on the bar, with multiple guys running their hands all over her.
Some guy shoved his hand down her pants and Spike watched as Buffy arched off the bar.
He growled and stormed over to her. “Havin’ fun pet?” He asked, leaning against the bar.
Buffy’s eyes flew open and she sat up. “What are you doing here?” She asked, her legs spread wide, as she came up on her knees.
“I could ask you the same thing,” Spike said, looking at her.
Buffy jumped off the bar and pulled him to the back. She locked the door and crossed her arms. “Who do you think you are?”
“What in the world are you doing?” Spike asked.
“I cant tell you,” Buffy said, sitting on the bed.
Spike crossed his arms and scowled. “You’re flaunting yourself on a bar, with guys hands in your pants. What in the world possessed you to do that?” He asked.
Buffy looked down at the floor. “I need the money,” she said, softly.
Spike went over and crouched in front of her. “Why? What’s going on?” He asked.
Buffy shrunk away from him. “Can you just go?” Se asked, looking up at him.
Spike growled but stood. “Fine,” he said, going to the door. “Goodbye Buffy.”
Buffy heard the finality in his voice and stood up. “Spike…”
Spike ignored her and left.
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