Chapter 13

“How could you not tell me about Dad? Don’t you think I had a right to know, especially with what happened to me? The one thing I never wanted was to be like him, and I managed that without even trying.”

Faith hated herself for making her sister cry, but knew it was time that she told the truth, no matter how much it hurt. “No, you’re nothing like Dad, you hear me? He was a very sick man. He got off on the magic, killed people, without having any remorse. I could see in your eyes that you regretted what you were doing, that you wanted to fight it. You never wanted to hurt us, and that’s what makes you different.”

Buffy wiped at her eyes. “What if it’s not over? What if I get worse?”

The brunette shook her head. “That won’t happen. Rack was the one making you worse; he used your vulnerability against you. I know how strong you are, Buffy. There’s no chance you would ever go back to that, and if something does happen, you’ll always have me and Spike. Besides, Rack is history. If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll never come back here with his demon spawn again.”

That brought a small smile to Buffy’s face. “God, how desperate was I for friends that I would hang out with those two? Michael was way creepy; I swear he kept undressing me with his eyes. And Amy? I thought Harmony was a controlling bitch, but she has her beat. Amy actually turned our History teacher into a rat once, just so she could torture her.” Buffy shuddered at the twisted look in her former friend’s eyes when she held the rat by the tail and pretended to drop her in the toilet repeatedly. The woman was never the same after that, Buffy felt a bit bad for her, even though she was a horrible teacher. She was beyond relieved to not deal with either of them anymore.


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“What are you doing?” Spike wondered, chuckling at the sight of his girl biting her lip to stop from screaming.

“I don’t want anyone to hear me,” Buffy responded, gasping when he drove his cock further into her.

“We’re in a crypt in the middle of the cemetery, love. I don’t think you have to worry about that. Your mother’s not gonna show up with an axe or anything.”

She rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t put that past her. My mom can be damn scary.”

Spike had no doubts, flicking her clit to bring her closer to release.

“Oh my God!” she cried out, no longer caring about being quiet.

Spike followed after her, burying his head against her neck. Her blood was calling to him, but he pushed the demon back.

“It’s okay; you can bite me if you want.”

He pulled away, stunned by her request. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she explained. “I trust you.”

Spike could see that was true, nodding after a moment. “You just tell me when to stop, all right?”

She nodded as well, guiding his head back to her neck and taking a deep breath as his fangs penetrated her throat, shutting her eyes at the new sensations that went through her.

Spike had never felt anything so amazing as he continued to pull her blood, not having much control as he thought. No, he didn’t want to kill her, Spike wanted to make her his forever. Without thinking about his actions, he sucked harder, pulling away when he had enough, closing the wound with his tongue and whispering the one word that would change everything. “Mine.”

“Yours,” Buffy responded, taking that as her cue and aiming for his neck, sinking her teeth in and biting down as hard as she could, until the blood filled her mouth. “Mine,” she finished.

“Fuck, yours, I’ll always be yours.” Once the high wore off, Spike pulled back in shock, finally realizing what they did. “Oh, God,” he claimed, moving away from her. “What did you just do?”

Buffy was confused by his reaction. “Were you not here a second ago? It wasn’t just me, we both did it.”

He shook his head. “You don’t even know what this means. God, Buffy, how could you do this without talking to me first?”

She shrugged. “Maybe because I knew you might react badly, so I didn’t feel like asking. I know what this means, Spike. I did my research; I’m not a complete idiot. I wanted this, and I really hope I’m not alone in that.”

“You planned this all along, didn’t you? Getting me all revved up enough to bite you, knowing I would react that way to having your blood. You bloody stupid girl, this isn’t something to mess with. A mutual claim is forever, there’s no way to break it, not unless one of us dies. You’ll be tied to me forever. How could you trick me like that? What made you think I even wanted this?”

Buffy felt her eyes tear up; this was not how she thought things would go. She was selfish, thinking he would want to spend an eternity with a teenage girl. Just because he loved her now, didn’t mean he always would. Buffy only thought about what this would do for her, she didn’t even consider his own feelings on the subject. He would hate her now, and that was the last thing she wanted. “I’m…I’m sorry,” she choked out, tears streaming down her face. “I didn’t mean to trap you. I just thought you wanted this, but I shouldn’t have assumed that you would want me forever. I was only thinking about myself. I’m so sorry, Spike. Please, don’t hate me. We’ll find a way to break it, I promise. There has to be a way, I’ll go to Wesley. I’ll find a way to make this right.”

Spike felt like an utter git when he saw the pain on her face, pain that he caused. Wrapping his arms around her before she could take off, and trying to sooth her as best he could. “Don’t cry, baby, I’m the one who’s sorry. That’s not what I meant at all, the words came out wrong. You know I have a habit of putting my foot in my mouth, I never meant to upset you. Being claimed to you is the best bloody feeling in the world, I could never regret it, I’m just worried about what this would mean for you.” He pulled back, making sure she was looking at him. “You’re so young, sweetheart. You have your whole life ahead of you. I can’t give you everything that you deserve. I know you said that you don’t want any of that now, but it could change down the road. I would hate being the one who took that away from you.”

She shook her head. “I told you before, I don’t care about that, it doesn’t mean anything to me. When I wake up in the morning, you’re the first thing I think about, and the last thing before I go to bed. Every time I look to the future, all I see is you. All I want is you, nothing else matters. I know exactly what I got myself into; I wanted this more than anything. I won’t have any regrets.”

Spike kissed her tears away, holding her close. “God, I love you. Everything you just said, it’s the same with me. No one has ever made me feel this way before. You’re the best bloody thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Buffy leaned against his shoulder, nodding her head. “Likewise,” she replied, gazing up at him after a moment. “I have a confession; there was another reason of why I wanted to do this. I was worried about Drusilla showing up and taking you away from me. I couldn’t live with that. I wanted to make it so she would never be able to tear us apart.”

He smiled, kissing her forehead tenderly. “That could never happen, pet. Claim or no claim, I’ll always belong to you. Nothing is going to tear us apart, not even Dru. What I felt for her doesn’t exist anymore; it hasn’t since I first laid eyes on you. Trust me; you never have to worry about that.”

Buffy sighed in relief, feeling secure knowing that Spike would always be hers.