Chapter 27: My Close Call

The blonde sighs and rubs her forehead to try and make the headache go away. She’s been like this all week. The stress of finals is upon all the students at Sunnydale High, and some are taking it a lot worst then others. Buffy wants to do good. Sure studying has never been her thing, but she wants to pass all of her classes with good grades. ‘I just can’t wait for it to be over,’ she thinks as she slams the history book shut.

“You’re never going to learn anything if you keep closing the books,” Willow says and looks up from her math book. She’s been trying to help Buffy, but the blonde doesn’t want any help. She wants to do this on her own even though it feels impossible. The redhead decided to come over for emotional support, and maybe talk to the blonde into letting her help.

“I know, but my head hurts so bad from reading this stupid book. All of the letters are starting to look the same,” she whines and looks over at her friend. It’s been two weeks since she had that talk with Willow, which means it’s been one week and six days since she had that talk with her mother. She’s still totally confused about what she wants to do, and she knows it’s a big part of why she’s so stressed out.

“Come on, Buff, it isn’t so bad. It’s just American History, it’s mostly just memorizing dates and names.” The blonde groans at the thought, and rests her forehead on the cover of the book. The ginger girl smiles and puts her pencil down. “I’m sure Faith knows just what to do to make your headaches go away.” Buffy groans again and Willow’s eyebrows furrow a little. She definitely wasn’t expecting that reaction. “Trouble in paradise?”

“Sort of,” Buffy mumbles into the cover of the book. She lifts her head up and looks at Willow with very tired eyes. “It’s not her, it’s me and I’m not just saying that. I thought I was ready to be with her, but then my mom decided it was time for us to have one of those very awkward, slightly embarrassing mother-daughter talks, and now I’m not so sure.” She picks up her number two pencil and starts doodling in her notebook.

“Have you talked to Faith about it?” the redhead asks and continues to work about the geometry problem. The two haven’t had much spare time the last couple of weeks so they haven’t gotten a chance to talk about the Faith situation. The redhead didn’t want to assume that anything has happened between the two. Assuming things like that can be bad.

“No. The last time we talked about it was when I called her and told her I was ready, but still not sure when we’d be together like that. She’s been very respectful, and she hasn’t tried to make me do anything that I don’t want to. Like a couple days ago things got a little hot and heavy, but she stopped before we went too far. She wants it to be special, you know? She doesn’t want it to be something that just happens.

“And it makes me love her even more, and it makes me want to be with her even more. But at the same time I keep thinking that once I do this I can’t take it back. I think I’m so ready, and so sure of what I want, but what if it happens and then I regret it? I don’t want to regret it. She loves me, and I love her and I don’t want to regret anything that we do together. I’m just so confused.” She slams her face down on the book and it quiet for a few seconds. “Ow.” She lifts her head up and rubs her sore nose.

“Wanna know what I think?” Willow says and smiles a little when Buffy nods her head with a little pout on her face. “I think you should stop worrying about it until after finals. Right now you need to concentrate and study or you won’t be able to take the tests with a clear head. I think it would make things easier if you put this subject on the back burner and then worry about it when summer vacation starts. You’ll have all the time in the world to think about it then.” Buffy gets a sad look on her face and sighs a very heavy sigh.

“Yeah, I’ll have all the time in the world to think about it while I’m in L.A.,” she says and Willow gives her a confused look. “It was part of the custody agreement when my parents got divorced. My mom gets me during the school year but I spend the summer with my dad. My mom said that my dad is really looking forward to seeing me and Dawn again, and I don’t want to let him down. But I don’t want to go away and spend three months without Faith.”

“A lot can happen in three months,” the redhead says and Buffy gives her a ‘I can’t believe you just said that’ type of look. “I’m just saying three months is a long time and a lot can happen. You could meet someone else in L.A. and fall head over heels, and then break up with Faith to be with the other person. Or you could realize that Faith is the one for you and spend the rest of your life with her.”

‘Spend the rest of my life with her? I haven’t even thought about doing that.’ Yes you have. ‘What did I say about you being a narrator and staying out of my business?’ You’re just pissed because I know everything about you. ‘You so do not know everything about me.’ When you were five you swallowed a live goldfish for ten dollars. ‘Ok, so you know one very embarrassing thing. That doesn’t prove you know everything about me.’ Yes it does. ‘Ok then what I am thinking right now?’ You want me to burn in hell. ‘Lucky guess.’

Before she can respond to the redhead, there’s a small knock on the door. Both girls look over as it opens and see the girl in question walk in the room. For a few seconds time stops for the blonde. Faith looks so good dressed in her black shirt with a picture of Buddha and in the middle right over Faith’s breasts it says ‘rub here for good luck’. She also has on some dark jeans, and her sunglasses are pulled back to the top of her head, holding her hair back out of her face. She smiles as she looks over at the blonde, and then time starts up again.

“Hey B, Red,” she says and sits down on the edge of the bed. “I came to rescue you from the study session. I know how much reading gives you a headache.” The blonde girl smiles and giggles a little bit, but the redhead just rolls her eyes. ‘Faith walks in the room and it’s like Buffy doesn’t even notice anything else.’ “Your mom wants me to tell you lunch is almost ready, and if you want you can take a little break from the book learnin’.”

“Thank God,” Buffy says and gets up from her desk. She sits down on the bed and leans over to give Faith a little kiss on the lips. “We’ve been studying forever and my head really hurts.” The blonde pouts to the brunette and Faith can’t help but smile. “Do you think you can kiss it all better?” They both smile mischievous, flirtatious smiles. As they start to lean towards each other to share a passionate kiss they hear someone cough. They look over at see Willow looking very uncomfortable.

“I’m just gonna go,” she says and doesn’t listen to the other two as they protest for her to stay. “It’s ok. My mom wanted me home half an hour ago anyway. I’ll see you tomorrow at school. Don’t forget to study.” She gives the blonde a little wink before she walks out the door and closes it behind her.

Buffy looks a little sad when the door closes with a small click. She didn’t meant to chase the redhead away, but at the same time she’s a little glad that she went because now she can spend some alone time with Faith. ‘I still need to tell her that I won’t be here for the summer. I know that when I tell her I’m going to get upset and probably start crying and I don’t want to cry in front of her.’

“Hey, what’s with that depressed look?” the brunette asks and gently rubs the blonde’s back. All Buffy does is pout and avoid eye contact. “Ah, come on, don’t pout like that.” ‘I can’t believe she’s talking in a baby-voice. It’s so cute, but so out of character.’ “Come on wittle Buffy, you know you wanna smile. Come on, show me the smile.” She can’t help it as the corners of her mouth start to turn up. “There it is, I knew you could do it.” She gently pushes Faith by the shoulder and lets out a little giggle.

“You’re such a dork.” She lays down on the bed and looks up at Faith. Both girls have little smiles on their faces. They haven’t had much time to just hang out together since finals are putting a strain on everybody. “I just remembered that I’m going to L.A. to visit my dad, and I won’t be back until August.” Faith’s smile drops a little and she gives Buffy a questioning look. It makes the blonde feel very guilty.

“That sucks,” she says and lays down next to the blonde. “But I get it. I mean, I used to go to L.A. once a month for a week to visit my brother. I can always visit you. It’s not like you’re going out of the country or anything.” The blonde smile at her and the brunette leans over and gives her a little kiss on the lips.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” Buffy says and kisses Faith again. This kiss is more intense then the last. It lasts longer and leaves both girl breathless. They don’t pull back until the need for oxygen overrides their need to feel one another. “It’s going to suck knowing that you’re not a phone call away.” They look into each other’s eyes for a few moments and time stops for both of them. ‘It’s almost insane how much I love her,’ the blonde thinks and leans in for another kiss.

She wraps her arms around Faith’s neck as the other girl rolls onto her side. She places a hand on the blonde’s side and gently caresses her. The feeling of Faith’s hand on her body makes Buffy moan and she slowly pulls the other girl on top of her. ‘God, she’s making me want her so bad,’ the blonde thinks and wraps her arms from around Faith’s neck. They continue to kiss, the passion and intensity growing with ever sigh, and moan, and Buffy reaches down and slowly pulls up her skirt.

‘I want her, I want her so bad,’ she thinks and wraps her legs around Faith’s waist. Her thighs tighten around the other girl’s hips and she feel the zipper of Faith’s jeans pressed against her hot, wanting center. Then Faith pulls back and looks deeply into Buffy’s eyes. No words are spoken, or even thought of. As Buffy looks into Faith’s she gets a feeling deep in the pit of her stomach. Then the look in the brunette’s eyes change.

Then suddenly they’re kissing as if they’re trying to devour each other. There’s more want, and need in this kiss then any they’ve shared before. Faith presses her body more into the blonde’s and it causes them both to moan. The smaller girl presses herself against the zipper of the brunette’s pants. She isn’t expecting it when the brunette slowly thrusts against her, and it makes her moan loudly, and shudder.

The blonde tightens the grip of her thighs as they start a very slow rhythm together. So far their hands have been staying put but now they’re starting to wander. Buffy’s hands make their way down Faith’s back and then up her shirt. She gently scratches at the hot skin, and moans loudly when the brunette thrusts a little harder into her. She pulls back from the kiss when she needs air, but she doesn’t open her eyes.

Faith’s lips instantly attach to Buffy’s neck, and she starts to softly suckle on the hot and wanting flesh. The blonde’s short nails scrape against Faith’s soft skin, and the brunette moans deeply. Her hands wander down to the other girl’s thighs, and she kneads at the soft flesh that’s covering the surprisingly strong muscles. Buffy’s muscles relax at the feel but then contract again when Faith gently nips at her throat.

Then the brunette’s right hand goes further up the smooth leg. Faith lifts off of Buffy just enough to make enough room for her hand to fit in between their bodies. She feels the blonde shiver when her fingertips lightly brush against the cotton underwear. ‘Fuck, she’s so wet, it’s practically leaking through her panties,’ she thinks as she pushes the underwear aside. There’s too much want and desire for her to get off the blonde and actually take the underwear off.

“Buffy, dear, lunch is ready,” her mother calls out from the other side of the door. Faith jumps off the blonde as if she were burned. Both girls are flushed, panting and a little sweaty. Buffy finishes straightening her skirt only seconds before her mom opens the door. Joyce looks from one girl to the other and decides to ignore their appearances. “Faith, you’re welcome to join us if you like.”

“Sounds great, Mrs. Summers,” the brunette says and runs a hand through her hair. The older blonde smiles and gives Faith a little wink. She leaves the door open when she leaves. Faith sits down on the chair in front of Buffy’s desk. “Man, that was close.” The blonde looks at her and nods her head. She’s so turned on she can barely see straight. She’s dizzy from the lack of oxygen, and her clit is throbbing, and it actually hurts.

“Yeah, close. For a second there I thought we were going to...” she trails off and leaves the rest up to Faith. She isn’t sure what type of answer she’s expecting, but she has a feeling that if Faith says the wrong thing then she’ll be crushed. ‘Metaphorically speaking.’ She watches as the brunette seems to withdraw within herself.

“Uh, yeah. Kinda got caught up in the heat of the moment,” she says and watches as the look in Buffy’s eyes changes. She can’t be sure, but she thinks she saw tears welling in those hazel eyes. She’s about to ask her what the problem is but the blonde gets up and starts talking before she can.

“I guess we better head downstairs before my mom comes back up here,” she says and slowly walks out of the room. Faith follows not far behind, but Buffy isn’t really paying attention. ‘So that’s all it was to her, the heat of the moment? She almost, I mean, we almost had sex and it’s just because the heat of the moment? Maybe sleeping with her would be a mistake. Maybe I’m not as ready as I thought I was.’

Chapter 28: My Goodbye

Buffy carefully watches Faith’s face in the soft glow of the moonlight. Finals are over, report cards have been mailed home, and the school year ended yesterday. She was supposed to have week after the last day of school. A week to pack and spend as much time with her friends as possible. A week to say goodbye until the end of the summer when she and Dawn would return from their father’s house in L.A.

‘But then Dad had to screw everything up like always,’ she thinks and tries as hard as she can not to sigh. She doesn’t want to ruin the nice quiet moment she and Faith have going on. They’ve been sitting outside on the steps of the back porch for a little over an hour. Some of the time was spent talking, and kissing, but now they’re quiet. Faith has her arm draped over Buffy’s shoulders, and she’s holding the other girl close. She misses the blonde already and she hasn’t even left yet.

“What time is your dad picking you up? Maybe I can come over and say goodbye before you go,” the brunette says, breaking the silence and her words make the blonde’s eyes fill with tears. ‘I wish she could do that. I wish I didn’t have to go. I can’t believe Mom is making me go to L.A. Dad hurt all of us, why does she want me to spend time with him? Oh right, it was in the custody agreement.’

“He should be here around eight-thirty maybe nine, and we’re leaving as soon as we get our stuff in the car. He told me he wants to get back on the road before there’s a lot of traffic, but I know he really just doesn’t want to spend a lot of time with Mom. They haven’t talked much since they were separated, and when they did it was about the divorce, and custody arrangements.” The blonde rests her head on Faith’s shoulder and has to force herself not to cry.

“So I’ll be here at seven, that’ll give us an hour to say goodbye. It won’t be long enough but at least it’s something,” the brunette says and she has to force herself not to sigh in frustration when she feels the blonde shake her head no against her shoulder.

“Mom wants us to have a family breakfast before we leave. She said we can’t have anyone over, that’s why she let you and Janice over for dinner tonight. We won’t be able to say goodbye to anyone tomorrow so she lets us do it today.” Willow and Xander had also been invited to the dinner but their parents wouldn’t let them come. Neither set of parents provided a reason, just a flat out no.

They go quiet again, both lost in their own thoughts. Faith is trying to ignore the fact that she’s never felt this way about anyone before. She honestly didn’t think that the blonde girl leaving would have this strong of an affect on her. She either wants Buffy to stay here with her, or she wants to go with the blonde, that way they’ll be together no matter what. She plans on visiting the blonde at much as she can, but that won’t be enough.

Buffy is having similar thoughts, only hers are a little different. Instead of just thinking about how much she’s going to miss Faith, she’s also thinking about how much she blew it a couple weeks ago. After her mother interrupted them they’ve only had a couple of chances to be alone again. And she was so skittish and nervous because of what Faith said that she didn’t take things further. And now they’re going to be apart for an entire summer.

‘I should have slept with her. I love her so much, and Willow’s right, so much can happen in three months. What if we just grow apart, and we break up? We won’t get another chance to be together and have it mean as much as it would have. No, I need to stop thinking like that. We’re going to talk on the phone everyday, and she’s going to come visit me for one week out of every month just like she did with her brother. But that’s still not enough!’

“Maybe I can talk my dad into letting me come back early? He always spoiled me, and he hates it when I whine. Maybe I can bother him until he can’t take it anymore and sends me back?” the blonde says and she sounds desperate. The one thing that is driving her crazy is the fact that Faith thinks her leaving is a good idea. She grew up without knowing her biological father and she thinks Buffy should at least try to be closer with hers.

“No, you shouldn’t do that. You should spend time with him, and have fun. I’m sure it won’t be so bad once you get used to everything again.” That’s one thing that Faith fears. She’s afraid that Buffy will go back to L.A. to visit her dad and realize how much she misses the big city, and not want to come back to Sunnydale. From what Buffy’s told Faith the brunette thinks the father sounds like a deadbeat, but that could change, especially if he wants power over Buffy’s mom.

“We might have to lie to my dad. I don’t know if he’ll let you stay at the house if he knows we’re dating.” That sentence leaves a sting and Faith is having a hard time shrugging it off. She’s never been the kind of person to hide her sexual orientation and she knows that Buffy hasn’t told her dad about all of the changes that she’s gone through. ‘Maybe she just doesn’t want to tell him. She’s a total daddy’s girl whether she’ll admit it or not.’

“I don’t want you to lie to your dad because of me. I can always stay at a motel,” she says and tries not to let her true emotions leak out in her voice. She’s scared, and worried, and frustrated all at the same time. ‘So this is what love is like?’ she thinks and tries as hard as she can not to sigh.

“Well,” Buffy says and lifts her head off of Faith’s shoulder. She looks at the girl with a devilish smile on her face. “The reason I’d lie is so you won’t have to stay at a motel. You can sleep in my bed with me.” Faith smiles back but it’s only halfhearted. She doesn’t want to be a parade rainer, but they need to look at the reality of the situation.

“Ok, so I sleep in your bed with you, and lets say that one night we start fooling around,” now she has a mischievous smile on her face at the thought of having the blonde on her back, and her face buried in between those strong slightly tanned legs. “You’re not as quiet as you think you are. What do you think would happen if your dad hears something coming from your bedroom and he walks in on us? I really don’t think any father would be happy to see their teenager daughter having her pussy eaten out.”

“Yeah, that would end very badly.” ‘Why did she put it like that? She just had to make it sound so dirty and wrong, like she thinks my dad is homophobic or something. I don’t think he is, the issue was never brought up. But he lives in L.A. or God sake’s. It’s one of the most diverse cities ever.’ “So I guess when you visit we’ll have to act like friends? No hand holding, or kissing, or cuddling while we watch T.V.?” She watches the brunette slowly shake her head no, and it feels like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders.

“I don’t know if your dad is homophobic or no, but I think honesty would be the best policy. If he finds out after a couple of visits then he might not let me come back.” Buffy slowly nods her head in agreement. The situation sucks no matter what perspective she views it from. She just wants to be with Faith, this is a very crucial time in their relationship, doesn’t anybody understand that?

“Besides,” Faith says with a small smile. “If I only get to see you one week outta the month there’s no way in hell I’m going to be able to stop myself from kissing you.” That makes Buffy smile and it cheers her up a little. Faith is very good at hiding her emotions, and the blonde still isn’t too sure how much she’s going to be missed. She knows it’s just her insecurities getting the best of her, but she can’t help it.

She knows that Faith is a very affectionate person, and that affection is expressed best in the physical form. If she can’t stop herself from kissing the blonde then that means she’s going crazy with pining. ‘I know I’m going to be going insane with the pining. I wouldn’t be surprised if I end up touching myself while I think of Faith. Her soft lips, that sexy smile, her strong yet tender fingers. Ok, now I’m all worked up. Great, just great.’

“I won’t be able to either. I was just thinking it would be better to have some alone time then be affectionate in front of everyone. I don’t know what my dad has planned for us so we’ll probably end up staying at the house all day. He still has to work, it’s not like he gets a summer vacation too.” She softly sighs and rests her head on Faith’s shoulder again. “Dawn will probably just hang out with her old friends. She hasn’t seen them since we moved. I know Ford will want to hang out with me but I don’t know about the others.”

“Ok so what you’re saying is your dad has to work during the day, and Dawnie will probably spend most of the day at her friend’s house, so when I visit we’ll have the house all to ourselves? And this is bad, how?” ‘I never thought of that before,’ the blonde thinks and gets a little smile on her face.

“That isn’t bad,” she says and leaves a little kiss on Faith’s neck. “That’s very, very great. But what am I supposed to do while you’re gone?” She looks up at Faith and flutters her eyelashes. She knows the brunette won’t pass up a chance to cause a little mischief. The sexual innuendoes and teasing used to embarrass the blonde, but now she actually enjoys hearing what the brunette has to say. Mostly because of the cute flirtatious smile she gets on her face.

“Well, you can hang out with Ford, whoever that is,” the brunette says it with just enough emphasis to let the blonde know that she’s a little jealous. Ford is definitely one of those guys only names, and Buffy hasn’t filled Faith in on any of her ex’s. They decided it would be better not to talk about ex’s what with Faith’s very bad history. Faith has a very ‘fuck the past, live in the now’ type of attitude when it comes to her relationship with the blonde.

“Or,” Buffy says and is in slight disbelief at the fact that Faith didn’t say anything sexual. ‘But I know she’s jealous and that’s so cute. And if she isn’t going to say anything dirty then I am. It’s too good to pass up.’ “I can wait until Dawn is gone, close all the blinds in my room, light some candles, play some soft music, and have phone sex with you.” Faith gives her this look like she’s totally crazy, and Buffy just raises an eyebrow. Then they both start laughing. The laughter stops when they hear the backdoor open.

“Faith, it’s getting late. It’s time for you to head home,” Joyce says and gets a very soft smile on her face at the sight of the two girls. It took her awhile but she’s starting to warm up to the idea of these two being together for a very long time. The thought of Buffy sleeping with the brunette brings out Joyce’s protective side as it would with any mother, but she doesn’t get as angry anymore.

“I’ll walk you to the your truck,” Buffy says and the two girls get up together. Buffy gently slips her hand into Faith’s and laces their fingers together. She loves the fact that Faith always wants to hold her hand. She didn’t think the brunette would be the hand-holding type, but nine times out of ten she’s the one who makes the first move.

They slowly walk through the house and down the walkway. They try to make each step last forever because neither girl wants to leave the other’s side. By the time they actually reach Faith’s truck their hands are clasped together so tightly that pain is starting to ensue. When they finally realize why their hands are hurting they let go, and look into each other’s eyes. Buffy’s has some tears welling up and the sight is making Faith want to cry.

“I promise I’ll see you next week,” she says trying to make the tears go away. She knows that nothing is going to help the situation, but she has to try. This is her girlfriend, and right now they’re at that stage where if one is hurting then the other is hurting. “It’s only a week right? And we’re gonna talk on the phone everyday, even if it’s just to say goodnight before we go to bed.” Buffy nods her head and tries to smile, but her bottom lip is quivering too much for her to pull it off.

Faith can’t take it any longer. She hates seeing the blonde like this. So she leans in and kisses the other girl hard on the mouth. At first their lips are just pressed together, unmoving as they try to savor the moment. But then they simultaneously open their mouths and their tongues start to battle for dominance. Buffy isn’t sure when it happens, but she’s pressed up against the driver door of Faith’s truck. They pull back for a second to catch their breath. They don’t even open their eyes, they just start kissing again.

Even though Faith is going to make the long drive to see the blonde next week it feels like this is a final goodbye. It’s making both girls want to feel more, to taste more, to touch more, and it’s driving them crazy that they can’t. After a few more minutes of almost violent kisses they force themselves to pull apart. Buffy looks deeply into Faith’s eyes and swears that she sees tears, but she isn’t going to bring it up.

“I love you,” she says and leaves a little peck on the brunette’s lips. She wants to kiss her deeper, rip her clothes off and ravage her, but she can’t. And because she can’t she wants to scream, and stomp her feet, and throw a temper tantrum fit for a spoiled rotten four-year-old.

“I love you too,” Faith says and slowly pulls away from the other girl. Buffy steps away from the truck and wraps her arms around Faith in a very tight hug. The slightly taller girl hugs her back, and she breaths in the scent of Buffy’s perfume. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow, and I’ll see you next week.” She lets go of the blonde and gives her one final kiss on the lips before she gets in her truck and drives off.

The following morning is very strange to the blonde, surreal somehow. She can’t believe how much she’s come to love this house, and the town of Sunnydale. She can’t believe she’s going to be leaving for three months. All of her stuff is already in the back of her dad’s SUV, and the only thing that they’re waiting on is the girls’ goodbyes to their mother before they hit the road and head for L.A.

“Remember to call me,” Joyce says with a smile as she hugs both of her daughters at the same time. Everybody has noticed the dramatic different in the girls’ attitudes. Dawn is giddy, and can’t wait to see all of her old friends and be back in the house she grew up in. Buffy is depressed and it’s very clear that she doesn’t want to go. “Try to have fun, sweetheart.” She gently lifts Buffy’s chin so they’re looking into each other’s eyes. The younger blonde tries for a small smile, but it doesn’t come.

“I will. I’m sure once I get settled things will be better. It’s the leaving part that I don’t like,” she says and looks down the street. She knows Faith isn’t going to show up because she told the brunette last night that she couldn’t, but subconsciously she’s expecting to see that dazzling smile, and those dashing dimples one more time before she goes.

“I’m surprised Faith hasn’t shown up yet,” the older woman says and looks down the street as well. She looks down at her daughter when she hears her sigh a very heavy sigh. ‘I wish this wasn’t so hard on her. But she will get over it. Buffy has always been a little...melodramatic when it comes to things like this.’

“I told her last night not to come. You wanted us to have a family breakfast and I didn’t want to ruin that,” she says and her shoulders slump with sadness. Joyce can’t help but roll her eyes at the total ‘woe is me’ thing Buffy has going on.

“No offense, dear, but since does Faith listen when she’s told no?” she raises an eyebrow and smiles at the somewhat cheerful look on her daughter’s face. She’s glad she was able to make Buffy feel a little better but at the same time she feels bad for getting her daughter’s hopes up. Faith does listen when Buffy tells her no, and Joyce knows that. So if Buffy told her not to come then it’s likely that Faith won’t come.

“Alright girls, let’s get this show on the road,” Hank Summers says and gets into the driver’s seat of the large SUV. The girls give their mother one last hug and kiss before they climb into the backseat of the car. Buffy would sit in the front and claim it as her spot for the rest of the trip, but her father’s girlfriend Sasha decided it would be a good idea to come along with him. Buffy hates the woman already. She isn’t sure if she’s the one who had the affair with her father, but she doesn’t care.

She stares at the back of the front passenger seat as her father pulls away from the curb and starts off down the street. All she can think about is Faith and how much she already misses her. She was going to try and convince her father to let the brunette stay with them for the entire summer, but he changed the plans so fast that she didn’t have enough time to call him and talk to him about it. ‘And now I won’t see her until next week,’ she thinks and lets out a heavy sigh.

Her eyebrows furrow deeply when she thinks she hears someone call her name. She listens and then hears it again. She turns around in her seat and looks out the back window. Most of it is blocked by all of the luggage but she can see over the top of a suitcase. She has to strain her neck, but she definitely sees someone chasing after the car. She pushes herself up a little higher and she can see who it is. Her eyes go wide and she whips around in her seat.

“Dad stop the car!” she yells and takes off her seatbelt. Her father gives her a strange look in the rearview mirror. Her patience is about to run out, but she stays semi-calm. “I’m serious, stop the car.” He pulls over to the side of the road and she doesn’t even wait for the car to come to a full stop before she jumps out. She starts running down the street, which is hard to do is flip flops.

She collides with Faith in the middle of the street and the two almost fall over. They stumble but remain standing. They wrap their arms around each other and don’t say a word before their mouths meet in the middle for a long, and very deep kiss. The feeling of Faith’s soft, yet demanding tongue against hers makes her toes curl. Her soft lips causes little butterflies to start fluttering in her stomach.

The kiss seems to go on for hours, and Buffy doesn’t want to stop. She doesn’t want to let go of the other girl even though she knows she has to. They finally pull back when the lack of oxygen has them both very dizzy. They rest their foreheads together and both of them have little smirks on their faces. Even though Buffy is going away she’s happy now because she knows without a doubt that Faith is going to miss her. Now she won’t let her insecurities get the best of her, and she feels very stupid for letting them in the first place.

“I’ll see you next week,” Faith whispers and gives Buffy a soft peck on the lips. The blonde doesn’t get the chance to say anything before Faith lets go of her and jogs back to the Summers’ home. She parked there before she jumped out and ran up to Mrs. Summers who was still standing on the walkway. When Joyce told her that Buffy just left and pointed to the black SUV the brunette didn’t even think of getting back in her truck, she just took off down the street.

Buffy smiles and watches her girlfriend’s ass until she gets too far away. The sound of her father honking the horn rips Buffy out of her little world and she walks back to the parked SUV. She climbs in and shuts the door, and puts on her seatbelt. Dawn is looking at her and trying not to smile, but can’t help it when she sees her sister’s smirk.

“Who was that girl?” her father asks and pulls away from the curb. “Since when are you kissing girls?” ‘I do a lot more then kiss her, that’s for sure,’ Buffy thinks and her smirk gets bigger.

“That’s Faith, she’s my girlfriend. And I don’t kiss girls, I kiss her,” she says in a very satisfied voice and looks out the window. She doesn’t see any of the houses, or the trees or the other cars that they pass on their way to towards the freeway. All she sees is Faith’s smiling face as they ran towards each other on Revello Drive. Buffy’s smirk gets a little smaller as the minutes pass, but it doesn’t completely go away the entire drive to L.A.

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