My Best Friend's Girl
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult +
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19
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Chapter 6
Chapter 6
“Why are you getting married so soon? Is it because of what happened with us?”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “You mean the one kiss we shared? Don’t flatter yourself, Spike, it has nothing to do with you. I just couldn’t wait much longer to make our marriage official.”
He didn’t believe that, and once again hated hearing his nickname come from her lips, but she seemed to be keen on using it now. When he was around her, he just wanted to be William. “What about your mother’s house? Do you really think he’s going to move in here once you’re married? No, he’ll want you to live in his house. There’s no way Angel would ever give up his place.”
“We haven’t discussed the living situation yet, and it’s really none of your business,” she retorted.
“Have you met his secretary? They seemed to be pretty close when I visited him at his office the other day.”
Buffy crossed her arms over her chest. “I know what you’re doing, and it won’t work. Yes, I’ve met her before. She has a little crush on Angel, but it’s not returned. He’s very much devoted to me.”
“You sure about that?” he wondered.
“Why? Because I’m not enough to hold anyone’s interest? Is that it? Just because you eventually got tired of me, doesn’t mean every other man thinks the same way.”
To say Spike was shocked would be an understatement, but he really couldn’t blame her for thinking that. “Okay, we’re going to get this straightened out right now. I know things ended badly with us, but I did not, and could never get tired of you. You were the only woman I ever wanted, and that’s never going to change. I was a bloody coward back then, all right? I had a hard time expressing my feelings, so I told you some rot of wanting to be free of you, but it wasn’t true. None of it was. I heard about all of the colleges you got accepted to. They were so far away, and with my poor grades, I never would have been able to go with you. I knew you would have stayed here for me, but I couldn’t let you do that. You were meant for so much more, I had nothing to offer you, so I let you go. I know I went about it the wrong way, but I didn’t have another choice. It would have been easier if you hated me. I shouldn’t have left so suddenly after graduation without even much of a goodbye, but I just couldn’t be around you anymore. It was too hard. I didn’t know your mum was sick, or that you wouldn’t have been going anywhere. I would have been here for you if I knew. I was young, Buffy, I made a lot of bloody mistakes. Hell, we all have, but I’ve never stopped loving you. When I moved back a couple of years ago, I had no idea you were still here. I would have been on your doorstep the second I got back if I knew. I thought you were off somewhere having the time of your life, seeing the whole bloody world. If I knew what you’ve been through…” his voice trailed off, forgetting that he wasn’t supposed to know about her abusive boyfriend.
Buffy had tears in her eyes, not even realizing that she was crying, and wiping at them angrily. “It’s nice to know that I can trust Angel with my secrets.”
“It’s not his fault, love. I wanted to know how you met; he didn’t even want to tell me.”
She nodded. “Fine, so you know, it doesn’t change anything. How can I really believe anything you say? You claim to have lied back then. How do I know you’re not still lying to me now? That you really wanted to be with me?”
Spike took a small box out of his pocket, always keeping it close. He opened it to reveal an elegant, diamond ring. “I was going to give this to you after graduation. It belonged to my mother. It was more of a promise ring than anything else. I wanted you to wear it, so everyone would know that you belonged to someone, and then after college, I was going to ask you to marry me officially. I believed in so much back then. I believed that we would always be forever, but I let my insecurities get the best of me. I got scared when I realized that we would never be going away together, that what we had probably wouldn’t have lasted beyond high school. You would have gone off without me, possibly falling in love with someone else. I couldn’t bear that, so I took the pansy way out.”
Buffy shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “You had no right to make that decision for me. You don’t know what could have happened. If you would have just talked to me about your fears, I could have put you at ease. Whenever I looked to the future, you were all that I saw. We could have found a way to make it work, but you didn’t even give us a chance.” She avoided his gaze, glancing back at him one last time. “What’s done is done; we can’t change the past. I’m marrying Angel next month, you’re too late.”
Spike watched her walk away, and he did nothing to stop her.
* * * * *
A bloody strip club, how appropriate for a bachelor party. Angel claimed he knew nothing of the arrangements, but Spike could tell the other man wasn’t too put off by it. He took a sip of his beer, staring at the half naked woman who was dancing seductively for him. Angel was occupied by a pretty blonde currently straddling his lap, Spike’s was a busty brunette, and if he wasn’t completely in love with Buffy, he would have probably asked for a private room. He kept an eye on Angel, making sure his friend kept his hands to himself. Spike was too busy watching Angel that he wasn’t paying attention to the woman in front of him, who was now shoving her tongue down his throat. It took a second for him to come back to himself, and when he did, he immediately pushed her away.
“I’m very flattered, but we’re not going there.”
She pouted, cupping the erection he was sporting through his pants, giving him a light squeeze. “I think this would say otherwise.”
Spike’s eyes rolled back in his head, but he tried to stay focused. “You seem like a nice woman, but I’m not really interested. What’s your name?”
She was surprised, taking a step back from him. Guys were only ever after a quick fuck with her; they never cared to ask her name before. “Faith,” she responded.
“Pretty, here, buy yourself something nice.” He handed her a wad of cash, then got up and left the club. Once outside, he rested his head against a brick wall, lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag from it. A willing woman practically threw herself at him, and he turned her down. If Spike wasn’t convinced before that he was fully whipped, he sure as hell was now. This couldn’t end well.
“Why are you getting married so soon? Is it because of what happened with us?”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “You mean the one kiss we shared? Don’t flatter yourself, Spike, it has nothing to do with you. I just couldn’t wait much longer to make our marriage official.”
He didn’t believe that, and once again hated hearing his nickname come from her lips, but she seemed to be keen on using it now. When he was around her, he just wanted to be William. “What about your mother’s house? Do you really think he’s going to move in here once you’re married? No, he’ll want you to live in his house. There’s no way Angel would ever give up his place.”
“We haven’t discussed the living situation yet, and it’s really none of your business,” she retorted.
“Have you met his secretary? They seemed to be pretty close when I visited him at his office the other day.”
Buffy crossed her arms over her chest. “I know what you’re doing, and it won’t work. Yes, I’ve met her before. She has a little crush on Angel, but it’s not returned. He’s very much devoted to me.”
“You sure about that?” he wondered.
“Why? Because I’m not enough to hold anyone’s interest? Is that it? Just because you eventually got tired of me, doesn’t mean every other man thinks the same way.”
To say Spike was shocked would be an understatement, but he really couldn’t blame her for thinking that. “Okay, we’re going to get this straightened out right now. I know things ended badly with us, but I did not, and could never get tired of you. You were the only woman I ever wanted, and that’s never going to change. I was a bloody coward back then, all right? I had a hard time expressing my feelings, so I told you some rot of wanting to be free of you, but it wasn’t true. None of it was. I heard about all of the colleges you got accepted to. They were so far away, and with my poor grades, I never would have been able to go with you. I knew you would have stayed here for me, but I couldn’t let you do that. You were meant for so much more, I had nothing to offer you, so I let you go. I know I went about it the wrong way, but I didn’t have another choice. It would have been easier if you hated me. I shouldn’t have left so suddenly after graduation without even much of a goodbye, but I just couldn’t be around you anymore. It was too hard. I didn’t know your mum was sick, or that you wouldn’t have been going anywhere. I would have been here for you if I knew. I was young, Buffy, I made a lot of bloody mistakes. Hell, we all have, but I’ve never stopped loving you. When I moved back a couple of years ago, I had no idea you were still here. I would have been on your doorstep the second I got back if I knew. I thought you were off somewhere having the time of your life, seeing the whole bloody world. If I knew what you’ve been through…” his voice trailed off, forgetting that he wasn’t supposed to know about her abusive boyfriend.
Buffy had tears in her eyes, not even realizing that she was crying, and wiping at them angrily. “It’s nice to know that I can trust Angel with my secrets.”
“It’s not his fault, love. I wanted to know how you met; he didn’t even want to tell me.”
She nodded. “Fine, so you know, it doesn’t change anything. How can I really believe anything you say? You claim to have lied back then. How do I know you’re not still lying to me now? That you really wanted to be with me?”
Spike took a small box out of his pocket, always keeping it close. He opened it to reveal an elegant, diamond ring. “I was going to give this to you after graduation. It belonged to my mother. It was more of a promise ring than anything else. I wanted you to wear it, so everyone would know that you belonged to someone, and then after college, I was going to ask you to marry me officially. I believed in so much back then. I believed that we would always be forever, but I let my insecurities get the best of me. I got scared when I realized that we would never be going away together, that what we had probably wouldn’t have lasted beyond high school. You would have gone off without me, possibly falling in love with someone else. I couldn’t bear that, so I took the pansy way out.”
Buffy shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “You had no right to make that decision for me. You don’t know what could have happened. If you would have just talked to me about your fears, I could have put you at ease. Whenever I looked to the future, you were all that I saw. We could have found a way to make it work, but you didn’t even give us a chance.” She avoided his gaze, glancing back at him one last time. “What’s done is done; we can’t change the past. I’m marrying Angel next month, you’re too late.”
Spike watched her walk away, and he did nothing to stop her.
* * * * *
A bloody strip club, how appropriate for a bachelor party. Angel claimed he knew nothing of the arrangements, but Spike could tell the other man wasn’t too put off by it. He took a sip of his beer, staring at the half naked woman who was dancing seductively for him. Angel was occupied by a pretty blonde currently straddling his lap, Spike’s was a busty brunette, and if he wasn’t completely in love with Buffy, he would have probably asked for a private room. He kept an eye on Angel, making sure his friend kept his hands to himself. Spike was too busy watching Angel that he wasn’t paying attention to the woman in front of him, who was now shoving her tongue down his throat. It took a second for him to come back to himself, and when he did, he immediately pushed her away.
“I’m very flattered, but we’re not going there.”
She pouted, cupping the erection he was sporting through his pants, giving him a light squeeze. “I think this would say otherwise.”
Spike’s eyes rolled back in his head, but he tried to stay focused. “You seem like a nice woman, but I’m not really interested. What’s your name?”
She was surprised, taking a step back from him. Guys were only ever after a quick fuck with her; they never cared to ask her name before. “Faith,” she responded.
“Pretty, here, buy yourself something nice.” He handed her a wad of cash, then got up and left the club. Once outside, he rested his head against a brick wall, lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag from it. A willing woman practically threw herself at him, and he turned her down. If Spike wasn’t convinced before that he was fully whipped, he sure as hell was now. This couldn’t end well.