Written October 2, 1999
Part One
Disclaimer: Buffy belongs to Joss Whedon and the Mutant Enemy Co. and Warner Brothers. So, please don’t sue me.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Buffy and Angel end their awkward relationship on a light note. I’m sorry I had to do this.
Content: Sweet.
Angel walked Buffy home from the library. He could see the confusion, daunting her soft face. “What’s wrong, Buffy?” Angel asked her as he stopped to look at her. “ Nothing, I just- I don’t know, Angel. It just seems that we have come so far and yet we didn’t.” Buffy responded, finally stopping completely. “What do you mean?” Angel asked as confusion now settled on his pale face. “I mean that we have been together for a while now and we just keep getting into arguments, it’s so much that we fight more than Xander and Cordelia.” “Buffy, forgive me, but, I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Are you saying that you want to break up?” Angel asked her as he felt like he was choking on air that he didn’t need. “Well, Angel, I don’t know. You said that after the business with the mayor and Faith was through, you would just leave.” Buffy responded as she began walking further away from him.
“I really don’t get it, Buffy. I changed my mind because I wanted to wake up with you beside me. Wrap your arms around me, feel your warmth against my cold body. I love you, Buffy” Angel said as he walked up next to her. “I love you, too, but, things change Angel, I don’t feel like we are compatible anymore. I want something more than just a relationship, I want commitment” Buffy said as she walked two inches further. Commitment. Damn, she had to go there didn’t she? Angel thought to himself. “You already have that, Buffy. I stay true to you. I never cheated on you,” he said with hurt in his voice. “And what about Drusilla? What about all the women you had before me?” Buffy asked him as she turned around to face the man who she saved from death. “Drusilla meant nothing to me, Buffy. I used her like-I-mean when I turned again; I never once touched her. I was so driven mad by you that I ignored her. Don’t you see that you mean the world to me?” Angel asked as he moved closer to her, hoping she wouldn’t turn away. “I know, I just don’t understand why would anyone want to touch that skanky whore.” “Me either” Angel responded.
The next few minutes were torture on him. He wanted to be in her arms safe back at the mansion, or at least in her room. “Buffy, let me ask you a question” Angel said finally. “What’s up?” “Do you trust me?” “What do you mean, Angel?” Buffy asked with confusion settling on her pink face. “I mean, it seems like you don’t trust me enough to believe me, when I tell you that I love you” Angel said. “Angel, it has nothing to do with love. We can’t keep hurting each other like this over and over again” Buffy said.
The streets were quiet and the stench of death was in the cool air. Buffy sensed it and so did Angel, but both ignored it. “It has everything to do with love, Buffy. Without it, we both would be lost. Look, after I lost my soul that night, I couldn’t think of anything, besides destroying the world and all that lived in it. You taught me how to love someone; no matter how many wrongs they have committed against themselves, or others. I lived for the moment when I could wrap my arms around you, and tell you that everything was going to be all right”. “But you left me. How could you do that to me? If I was to be your life, why did you leave, Angel? You left because you were a coward, and a liar. I trusted you with my heart, body, soul, and my love, and you just took all of that away from me. Who were you to play God with my feelings, Angel?!” Buffy shouted as she ran off. “Buffy! It wasn’t even like that! Buffy!” Angel shouted out after her.
Buffy ran all the way home. Her heart bleeding, because she couldn’t face the fact that she didn’t want Angel anymore. He was her real true and only lover, and now, she was willing to throw all of it away. Angel headed towards her house, hoping that he could convince Buffy that they needed each other. His head hung low in shame. Angel should have realized that the strain was becoming more evident by the minute. She hates me, and there is nothing I can do about it. It wouldn’t hurt to try to persuade her, to believe in me Angel thought to himself.
Buffy reached her room and dropped herself onto the bed. It hurt to tell Angel that she wanted to break up with him. Tears streamed down her face, so badly that she couldn’t see the figure standing by her window.
“Buffy, we need to talk about this” Angel said as he walked toward the grief-stricken girl. “Why? So, we could get into another argument?!” Buffy responded in fury. “I have to explain how I feel about you. Long ago, I…never met anyone like you before. I laid eyes on you for the first time, I knew within my own soul that I had fallen for the most prettiest, sensual, and adorable girl I ever met” Angel continued on. “I wanted to be with you so much that it hurt. You opened my heart, Buffy. You showed me what it was meant to love someone. Can’t you see how I’m hurting too?” Angel asked as he kissed her on her right cheek. “Angel…” “Shhh, it’s all right, Buffy. You don’t have to say anything at all” Angel replied as he laid Buffy down on her bed.
“I only have eyes for you, my love” Angel said in a light whisper. “Angel…” “It’s all right, Buffy, don’t worry. In the morning you would feel better” he said as he curled up against her small frame. “I only have eyes for you, too, Angel, my love,” Buffy replied as she kissed him on the lips and closed her eyes.
The End
