Chapter: 2/4
A/N: I willpost more. All of my ffs are at fanfiction.net and this is completed on there... i't just finding time to post them on here
She finally got to ‘his’ apartment found the key from under the doormat and let herself in. She put a shirt of his on with her jeans; she had put them on after the phone call, from earlier. He wouldn’t mind her being here or nicking a shirt she was sure. She started to pace.
Cordy went to talk to Wesley. ‘It’s my fault, I’m not sure what I did, but it has to be my fault,’ he said, getting himself really worked up.
Cordy decided on a lie, ‘You haven’t done anything; you can’t do anything here now. You just go home and get some rest, we can sort everything out here.’ She pushed him out the door and he walked home.
He went to unlock his apartment door and heard babbling within. He knew only one person who babbled like that. Fred. He smiled to himself; she must be in there.
He opened the door and removed his smile when he saw she was crying. She was still pacing but stopped dead when she saw him. He walked up to her and held her in his arms while she cried.
It took her hours to calm down, but once she had, he said, ‘Hey, you need to take a bath and help you relax.’
‘Will you come and talk to me?’ she pleaded.
He looked worried, ‘I don’t think I’m ready to be on my own yet.’ She nearly started to cry again, and he nodded. He took of her wrist and led her to the bathroom.
He began to fill the bath with water and bubbles.
‘I’ll wait outside as you get in ok?’ he offered. She agreed. ‘I can get changed as well.’ He added now desperate to get out of the suit and forget about that day.
‘Wes come back,’ she pleaded five minutes later. He walked back in wearing only jogging bottoms. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him, and at the same time his heart skipped a beat when he saw her lying there in the bath covered in bubbles.
After recovering, he broke the silence with a, ‘hey’ and sat down near, but not too near, the bath. She brushed some hair off her face and left bubbles in their place.
‘You’ve got bubbles on your head,’ he murmured. She tried to wipe them off but kept missing them. ‘Come here, I’ll get them,’ he said and went to wipe the bubbles off.
‘You know, I wouldn’t have done it if you hadn’t talked to Cordy on the phone. Seeing you there, watching me, I couldn’t help but think I was making the biggest mistake of my life. I couldn’t stand the way you looked at me. It was the most pain I’ve ever seen in anybody’s eyes, and I felt so responsible. I just didn’t want to break his heart. But no; I wanted to get married to the right man properly, and not in some hotel with a frilly dress and horrible flowers and all that stuff I hated about today,’ she pouted.
‘What did Cordy say I said?’
‘Well she never said it was you and she just said they were ready for me, but she’s my best friend, I can read her. And heard every word you said. Then I wished I had been brave enough to admit that I loved you before this morning,’ she finished in barley more than a whisper.
He leant forward and kissed her softly at first, and then with all the passion that had built up inside him for the past couple of years. He slid one arm around her neck and the other around her waist and then realised he was now soaked. She pulled away.
‘I think I need you out of those pants and need to be joined in here before I get lonely,’ she whispered into his ear.
An hour later they lay on the bed next to each other completely shattered and half asleep. He rolled over under the covers and slid his arm around her waist, pulling her close.
There was a knock on the apartment door and Wes woke properly. ‘Who is it?’ he yelled.
‘Gunn,’ the voice answered. Fred opened her eyes and sat up with a jolt when she heard him and started to cry silently. Wes hugged her.
Gunn carried on shouting through the door, ‘Hey mate, can we go looking for Fred? I need her back man.’ They both looked very guilty.
‘I think she’ll come back if and when she’s ready.’ Another silent tear ran down her cheek. ‘And Gunn, come back later I was kind of asleep.’ Fred couldn’t take it anymore she had to say something.
Before Wes could stop her she yelled ‘Gunn just go home. It’s over. It was either breaking my heart or yours and I kept mine. I wasn’t prepared to be sad so you could be happy.’ She shouted as she put a shirt and some underwear on, wiping away the tears that were still coming from her eyes. Wes got up and pulled on some clean jogging bottoms.
Gunn kicked down the door and ran in to find them. He had been crying and seeing his best mate and the woman he was to have married that morning hugging, barely dressed, with her crying her eyes out pushed him over the edge.
‘You didn’t take long to bed my girl did you?’ Gunn shouted. Fred went and stood in the middle.
‘I’m not your girl. I never have been, I belong to me. You were the only one who didn’t see that Wes and I had feelings for each other; Angel, Cordy, Lorne, all of them but you. I came here on instinct, I new I had hurt Wes and you; I couldn’t have cared less about hurting you, so I came here.’ She yelled back ‘And.’ She added ‘I bedded him. Thank you very much.’
Gunn pushed past her to punch Wes in the face. He just hit him again, and again, and again. Wes just lay there bleeding, trying not to cry from the pain. Fred got in the middle and Gunn punched her by accident. She fell to the floor, unconscious.
Gunn ran.
Wes was in pain, Fred was unconscious. He called Cordy, then Angel; they said they’d be over in five. Wes just sat there holding her.
Cordy gasped when she saw Wes; he was bleeding badly, crying and shirtless. Then she saw Fred lying there, in nothing more than Wes’ shirt and underwear. She was barely breathing, but only had a small cut on her head.
‘I’m calling an ambulance. Wes, this is bad, we need to get you both to hospital,’ Cordy stressed as she picked up the phone.
Wes knew he had hurt his best friend by sleeping with Fred, but on the other hand, Gunn had hit the woman he claimed to love. Cordy kept asking what happened but he just shook his head and wouldn’t answer. Cordy found Fred’s jeans and put them on her. She told Wes to get dressed properly.
The ambulance arrived before Angel. Wes wouldn’t let them touch him; he made them care for Fred first. When Angel arrived Cordy could see the tears building in his eyes at the sight of Fred and Wes. ‘Who did this?’ he demanded.
‘It doesn’t matter. Just make her better. It was an accident, she should have let him just get me. But she had to get in the middle and stick up for me becasue I wouldn’t, and she got hit,’ Wes babbled.
‘You’re starting to talk like her now, Wes.’ Cordy commented. Angel gave her a look.
‘Wes, look me in the eyes and tell me it wasn’t who I think it was,’ Angel growled. Wes just stared at Fred.
Wes began to babble again, ‘It’s my fault, I should have told her to go back to him. I should have told her to go home and have a bath. I should never have kissed her. I should never have got in the bath. Should never have done the things we did. But I love her. She loves me,’ he fainted.
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