TITLE: Yesterday's Ghosts
AUTHOR: Rainie
EMAIL: [email protected]
DISCLAIMER: Joss, not I.
DISTRIBUTION: Please ask first
CATEGORY: B/S
RATING: PG
PART: 4/16
No big...
"Buffy?"
I know there's no way running away from him today.
He wants me to talk, I can see it in his eyes.
Hot pain is rippling through my body.
God, I can't - can't you see that I can't?
He won't let me get away with it.
Couldn't he just leave me to die.
I curl up in the far end of our bed, shaking with tears.
Maybe he'll leave me alone.
Maybe he'll feel pity.
Maybe he'll...
Cold hands reach out for me.
"Go away!" I feel myself being pulled into his chest.
"Tell me," his hand is drawing idle patterns on my stomach.
He knows. Oh my God, he knows. Spike knows. How could he...
I try to pull away, only to have him hugging me closer.
"Buffy?"
No. No. No. Go away.
His hand carefully slips into my shirt, skin to skin.
I can not stop crying. His tenderness making me cry.
"Angelus'?" His delicate touch never stop when he forces my head up.
I nod, unable to meet his eyes. He lets it slip.
I'm so tired, so very, very tired.
His hand on my stomach.
Holding me close. Safe.
I'm so tired.
My eyes drift shut.