Over The Summer

Chapter 68

‘The Summers’ Mansion-Buffy’s Room’

“Buffy?” Alyson called out as she opened the door to Buffy’s room.

“Go away.” Buffy whispered from her spot out on her terrace as she wiped the tears off of her cheeks.

“You know she didn’t mean it.” Alyson said as she walked over to her friend.

“I know.” Buffy said turning to face Alyson. “It’s just a lot to be thrown at you all at once, especially in a room full of people where only a select few actually know what she walkinlking about. The rest probably think I was some kind of whore before I moved here.”

“I’m sure they don’t think that, and I understand why you were hurt by it.” Alyson taking a seat in one of the chairs Buffy had outside.

Buffy took a seat next to her. “We never talked about what happened to you with Parker.”

“We could talk about it now.” Alyson replied.

“Do you blame me?” Buffy asked.

“Why would I?”

“Because I let him get away with what he did to me.”

Alyson shook her head. “I don’t blame you.”

“Then why didn’t you take any of my calls once I found out?”

“Because then it would be real. I didn’t want it to be real.” Alyson whispered.

“Carter told me that you blamed me.” Buffy stated.

Alyson gave Buffy a look. “Look what else cater has done.”

Buffy nodded. “What happened?”

“I was being stupid.” Alyson explained. “I was upset about an argument that Deacon and I had had before we broke-up.”

“The two of you ended things before we started college.”

“I found something of his and it caused me to remember about the fight.”

“Oh.”

“Anyways, I went to a party on campus that one of the frats were throwing with some people from my dorm. I decided I wasn’t going to let the memory of something that happened a while back ruin my night out. I drank to much, and I knew the moment Parker showed up I should have left.”

“But you didn’t.”

“No.” Alyson said shaking her head.

Buffy noticed the change in Alyson’s posture. “You don’t have to tell me this yet if it’s still to hard for you to talk about.”

Alyson looked over towards Buffy. “It was hard for you to talk about and you still told me.”

“Not the first few times it happened, and not right away once I knew I couldn’t keep it to myself without going crazy or making myself sick.” Buffy stated.

“But you still told me, and I’ve already told Deacon most of it.”

“Most of it?” Buffy questioned.

“I left out a few things that lead up to what happened with Parker.” Alyson responded.

“What lead up to it?”

“I was upset with Deacon, and with you.” Alyson started.

“Why me?” Buffy asked.

“Because you moved.”

“I moved to go to college and to get away from what happened with Parker, I didn’t move away from you.”

“I know that. I was just being stupid at the time. I was looking for reasons to keep drinking, even it they weren’t justified ones.”

“What happened with Parker?”

Alyson looked away from Buffy. “I went to him.”

“What!?” Buffy yelled as she stood up. “Why would you do that?”

“Buffy please. . .” Alyson pleaded with tears in her eyes.

“No! No please. You knew what he was capable of. Why would you willing put yourself in that situation? What were you thinking?” Buffy asked pacing back and forth now.

“I wasn’t thinking.”

“Apparently.” Buffy yelled.

Alyson stood up at that. “You’re one to talk Buffy. You stayed with him that whole time.”

“This isn’t about me.” Buffy retorted.

“Yes it is.” Alyson yelled. “It’s always about you. Parker used me to get to you. We’re all here tonight because of you. This is about you Buffy.”

“Ahem.” Spike said clearing his throat as he walked over to where the two women where standing yelling at each other. “Am I interrupting something?”

“No, we’re done.” Alyson looked at Buffy one last time before walking past Spike and out of the bedroom.

“Alyson. . .” Buffy called after her but it was too late.

“Talk not go so well I take it.” Spike said reaching out to Buffy.

“What gave it away, the yelling or the tears?” Buffy asked sarcastically.

“Both.” Spike replied pulling Buffy on top of his lap as he seat in the chair she was sitting in earlier. “Wanna tell me what happened?”

Buffy leaned back against his chest. “I got mad. She was telling me what happened in L.A. with Parker, and I got mad.”

“Why?”

“She went to him.” Buffy whispered.

“What?” Spike asked not hearing her clearly.

Buffy turned in his lap to face him. “She went to him. At the party she was at, she went to him.”

“Why would she do that?”

“She was drunk. She said she wasn’t thinking.”

“Even so, she knew what he did to you. Why would she go to him?”

“I didn’t get that far. That’s when we started yelling at each other.”

“About?”

“About how I was one to talk. I let him do the same thing to me, except I let it last longer. I told her it wasn’t about me, and she said it’s always about me.”

“Heard that part when I came in.”

“I don’t know what to do.” Buffy said as she began to cry.

“Shh.” Spike said rubbing small circles on her back as she cried against his chest. “You don’t have to do anything.”

“I shouldn’t have yelled at her.” Buffy whispered.

“You weren’t yelling at her, you were yelling at the situation.” Spike told her.

“It doesn’t matter, I was still yelling.”

“You two will get through this. How long have you been friends?”

“For as long as I can remember.”

“And you’ve had fights before?”

Buffy nodded her head. “Yeah.”

“If you’re really as good of friends as you seem to be the two of you will work through this.”

“Thank you.” Buffy said before lightly kissing Spike’s lips.

“Just doing my job.”

“And what’s your job.”

“To always make the woman I’m in love with feel better.”

“Well you do a very good job.”

“Maybe you can show me your thanks later.” Spike said with a smirk.

“We’ll see.” Buffy said kissing him again.

“Let get back down stairs and see what your father’s got planned for us.” Spike said as he lifted Buffy up while he stood.

“Okay.” Buffy said as Spike carried her off the terrace and out of her bedroom.

*****

TBC. . .