Chapter 31: My First Day of School
It’s a very beautiful, bright, clear day here in Sunnydale. There are many emotions in the air ranging from happiness to dread. It’s the first day of school here in the ‘Dale. The official end of summer and the start of something exciting, at least for some.
The main character of this story is actually excited about the school year starting up again. Sure it’ll be nine months of homework, tests and overall hell, but there is an upside. Everyday she gets to see Faith. Everyday. No more of this ‘one week out of the month’ crap. They get to drive to school together, spend break together, have lunch together, and hang out after school.
‘Yep, that’s a lot of togetherness, but it’s going to be so much fun. We have a lot of time to make up for, and I can’t wait,’ Buffy thinks as she fixes her hair. She’s been staring at herself in the mirror for almost half an hour now and her hair still doesn’t look the way she wants it to. When she hears the doorbell ring she knows she’s out of time.
“Buffy sweetie, Faith is here!” she hears her mother call out from downstairs. A wave of excitement flows through the blonde at that moment. Her stomach feels like it’s being tied in knots and the hair on the back of her neck stands on end. This will be the firs time in three weeks that she’s seen Faith.
‘Now don’t word it like that. It isn’t her fault she’s been gone. Her brother just wanted them to spend some brother-sister bonding time together before Faith had to go back to school. I guess my hair is good enough. I hope she likes this outfit.’ She grabs her bag and runs through the hallway and down the stairs. As soon as she sees Faith she stops breathing, and her heart rate speeds up.
“Hey B,” Faith says smiling that dimpled filled smile that Buffy’s missed so much. She watches as Faith eyes her up and down, and then gets a smirk on her face. ‘Ok, I guess she likes the outfit.’ “You look great.” ‘Yeah right, I look like trash compared to you,’ she thinks but she doesn’t say. Faith has a very bad habit of getting a little irritated whenever Buffy puts herself down, or compares her beauty to other people, which is something every teenage girl does.
“That you,” she says when she’s able to breathe again. She walks down the rest of the stairs and wraps her girlfriend up in a warm hug. She smiles a big, goofy smile when Faith softly kisses her temple a couple of times. “You look amazing.” They pull out of the hug and Faith immediately holds onto one of Buffy’s hands.
“Not half as amazing as you do,” the brunette says with a lopsided smile. Buffy was so worried that Faith was going to change after they slept together, and she has, but not into what Buffy thought. She’s more affectionate now then she ever was before. She always has to be touching the blonde in someway at all times, and she isn’t afraid to be mushy.
“‘Not half as amazing as you’,” Dawn mocks from the living room doorway. “Pa-leeze. Anyone with eyes can see that Faith looks way better then you.” The blonde looks over at her sister and instantly wants to say something mean, or lash out in anger but she rethinks it. The best defense is a good offense, or however that saying goes.
“Wow Dawnie, I had no idea you feel that way. Do you need some alone time with my girlfriend because I don’t mind sharing her. As long as you don’t break her or tire her out too much,” she tries to remain as serious as possible but she’s smiling by the last sentence. Mostly because of the completely shocked, and grossed out look on Dawn’s face.
“Eww!” the younger girl exclaims. “I don’t care if you two are rugmunchers, but eww, no thank you.” She hurries off into the kitchen and away from the two shocked girls. Buffy’s eyebrows are practically at her hairline, while Faith’s are wrinkled in confusion.
“Well, it’s nice to know what she really thinks of our life style,” Buffy says and turns towards her girlfriend. As soon as she sees the cute expression on Faith’s face the comment from her sister is completely forgotten. “Let’s go say bye to my mom, and then we can go.” The two walk into the kitchen and see Dawn and Joyce sitting at the center island laughing at something one of them had said.
“Faith,” Joyce says in a very friendly tone when she spots the two. “Haven’t seen you in a while. I thought I wouldn’t recognize you. Glad to see you’re doing well.” To Faith’s surprise the mother of two actually gets up and walks across the room and wraps her arms around the brunette girl in a very motherly hug.
“It’s good to see you too,” Faith says, her voice giving away that she’s uncomfortable with the hug. She does hug Joyce back because no doing so would be rude and one of the last things she wants is to make her girlfriend’s mom mad. They pull back from the hug and Faith instantly puts her hand on the small of Buffy’s back.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to drop Dawn off? It’s not a problem, really.” They didn’t make plans for Faith stopping by until last night. Faith offered to take Dawn to school as well, but Joyce declined.
“I’m sure, Faith, but thank you.” Joyce looks up at the clock on the wall and then back at the two smiling girls. She can’t help but notice how happy her daughter looks and she knows most of that happiness is because of Faith. “You girls better get going. Wouldn’t want to be late for your first day as juniors.” ‘I can’t believe my baby girl is already a junior in high school. Only two more years and she’ll be going off to college.’
The blonde kisses her mother on the cheek and they say their goodbyes. Then the two teenagers make their way out of the house. They walk out onto the porch and Faith tries to walk down the stairs, but Buffy doesn’t let her. Instead she pulls her aside and wraps her arms around the brunette’s waist. She looks up into Faith’s dark brown eyes and smiles a mischievous smile.
“I didn’t give you a proper hello. You’ve been gone for three weeks. I think I can do better then just a hug.” She has to stretch her neck out a little bit to reach but she slowly presses her lips against Faith’s. She smiles when she feels Faith instantly respond. The brunette runs the tip of her tongue along the blonde’s bottom lip. ‘Mmm, strawberry flavored,’ she thinks and the blonde opens her mouth to let Faith in. The two kiss for what feels like hours. Buffy is startled and accidentally bites Faith’s bottom lip when she hears a horn honk very loudly.
“Ouch,” Faith says and puts a finger to her lip. She checks to see if she’s bleeding or not, and luckily she isn’t. They look over at the street and a group of boys slowly driving by. They start whooping and hollering and telling the girls to kiss again. Faith flips them off and Buffy gives her a smack on the arm. “What?” She sounds completely confused.
“Just because they’re rude it doesn’t mean you have to stoop to their level.” Then she looks away from the brunette and gets a bashful smile on her face. “But I do kind of like it when you act all tough.” Faith smiles and wraps her arms around Buffy’s waist. “It makes me so hot.” Faith leans in for another kiss but the blonde stops her. She puts an index finger the brunette’s soft, very kissable lips. “We have to stop or I won’t be able to think about anything else all day.”
“That’s kind of the point,” she says with a devilish smile on her face. She leans in and gently nips the blonde along the throat. Buffy moans and it does nothing but spur Faith on. ‘God she has no idea what that moan does to me,’ the brunette thinks and leaves a very small hickie on Buffy’s collarbone. That makes Buffy moan even louder and Faith smile like the cat that ate the canary.
“B, we still got plenty of time before school. Let’s get out of here,” the brunette whispers and looks into the blonde’s eyes. Buffy nods her head and holds onto Faith’s hand. The two girls make their way down the steps and walkway, and hop into Faith’s truck. Buffy doesn’t even look back to see if anyone was watching that display of affection. All she can concentrate on is the fact that soon she’s going to get to touch Faith in ways she hasn’t in a very long time.
‘I can’t believe I forgot how good it feels to kiss her. She always drives me wild whenever she does that swirly thing with her tongue,’ Buffy thinks and glances over at Faith while they drive down a side street. ‘She’s so beautiful. Why did she pick me? Out of all the girls in Sunnydale, why did she decide I was worth dating and not just fucking?’ She tries to come up with an answer but she can’t. She would ask Faith but there’s no way in hell she’s going to ruin this moment.
“Here we are,” Faith says and shuts off the engine. She looks over at the blonde and spends a few moments just looking at her. Her hair is a little messed up from Faith pressing her against the wall. Her face is still a little flushed and the makeup she’s wearing is making her eyes look darker in color. ‘Fuck, she looks so damn sexy,’ the brunette thinks and leans in for a kiss. Buffy meets her halfway and instantly things start to heat up again.
The blonde just can’t seem to get enough this morning. Even though her tongue is battling with Faith’s for control it just isn’t what she wants. She wants more. Oh so much more, and this morning she’s going to get it. ‘Which is probably why Faith brought us out there,’ she thinks as she pulls back from the scorching hot kiss. She looks into Faith’s eyes and can’t help but shudder at the look of want in the dark orbs.
“Wanna get in the back?” she asks and the brunette nods her head. They both climb out of the truck, and do what they know they’re supposed to. The two have parked here many times and it didn’t take long to build up a routine. Buffy instantly heads towards the back so she can put down the tailgate. Faith lingers behind however so she can grab the blanket from behind the seat. The blonde doesn’t climb into the bed of the truck until Faith has the blanket spread out nice and neat. ‘I’m so glad things are back to normal,’ she thinks and sits down next to Faith.
“So, what do you have in mind for this morning?” Buffy asks with a playful smile. She straddles Faith’s lap and looks down in the lightly surprised dark eyes. “Is it going to be another anatomy lesson or an assessment test? Do you need to see if I’ve been studying over the summer?” She leans down and gently kisses Faith on the lips. She tries to deepen it but the other girl pulls back. Buffy looks into Faith’s eyes and she has a little bit of confusion in them. ‘Faith never does that. I wonder what’s up.’
“No,” the brunette says in a gentle voice. “I just want you.” Buffy can’t help it as her heart swells just a little. Even though what Faith said was cheesy, it was still slightly romantic. The blonde doesn’t hesitate before she leans down and kisses Faith very deeply. Her probing tongue demands entrance as she runs it along Faith’s bottom lip. When the brunette finally opens her mouth the blonde slowly but slightly forcefully massages her tongue against the other girl’s.
This new side of Buffy is really turning Faith on. So far in their physical relationship the blonde has been more of the submissive simply due to a lack of experience. But now she isn’t afraid to take charge and get a little rough, and Faith is loving every second of it. She holds onto the blonde’s hips as she slowly lifts her up. Buffy doesn’t fight it and she flows with the brunette’s movements. Their mouths don’t separate as Faith slowly lays Buffy down on her back. She pulls back from the kiss and looks into her hazel eyes.
“I want you so bad,” she moans and lightly kisses the blonde’s neck. “But we need to be fast.” The blonde moans again as Faith lightly nips at her hot skin. She nods her head and lifts her hips up when she feels Faith pushing up her skirt. ‘I am so glad I decided to wear a skirt. They just make things so much easier. Maybe I can convince Faith to start wearing skirts.’ She sucks in a deep breath when Faith enters her with one finger. “You are so fucking tight.” The slightly younger girl almost sounds like she’s in pain as she forces out that statement.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Buffy can’t help but moan over and over again. She feels a little silly because Faith hasn’t even moved yet. But that doesn’t stop her from gently rocking her hips and building up some friction with Faith’s still finger. She grunts in displeasure when the finger disappears. “What are you doing?” She opens her eyes and looks at the brunette with a bit of curiosity.
“Do you trust me?” the brunette asks and looks deeply into the lust filled eyes of her girlfriend. She tries not to smile as Buffy instantly nods her head yes. Faith gently kisses her on the lips to try and defuse some of the tension that built up in Buffy’s body. “Just lay back, ok?” She does as Faith asks and watches as the other girl slips out of the skin tight jeans. ‘She’s not wearing any underwear. So she either needs to do laundry or she was hoping to get some.’
She wraps her arms around Faith’s neck as the other girl slowly lies down on top of her. Lying down in the back of the truck bed isn’t the most comfortable thing in the world, but Buffy is willing to put up with it if it means being with Faith. She moans deeply as the brunette softly caresses her thighs. She spreads her legs a little farther apart and slowly grinds against Faith. She moans when she feels softly touch her aching clit with her fingertips. The only thing separating the gently touch is Buffy’s very girly underwear.
She lifts her hips up to help out as Faith slowly pulls them down. She watches as the brunette take them off and tosses them aside. ‘Those better not disappear,’ she thinks with a small smile as Faith eases down onto her again. She wraps her arms around Faith’s back and gently kisses her. She doesn’t know what the brunette has in store, but she knows it needs to happen soon or they’re both going to miss their first class.
‘Wait,’ she thinks and softly sucks on Faith’s bottom lip. ‘I have the most beautiful girl in the world on top of me, half naked, and about to pleasure me and I’m worried about missing a class? I think I need to have my head checked.’ She tenses up and hisses in a breath when she feels Faith’s fingers gently rub against her dripping wet pussy. She pushes down against the probing fingers but Faith pulls them away. Buffy hears her chuckle a little and then Faith lightly nips at Buffy’s earlobe.
“That’s not why it’s down there. Just be a little patient,” she says and teases the other girl’s earlobe with her tongue. But she can barely feel it because all she can concentrate on is Faith’s hand that’s nestled between her legs. She moans and bites her bottom lip when she feels Faith’s thumb lightly rubbing against her clit. She groans a little in frustration when the thumb goes away. She isn’t left feeling frustrated for long because the thumb is soon replaced with something hot, and wet and soft.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh God Faith,” Buffy moans and wraps her legs tightly around Faith’s hips. Her eyes slam closed and her head rolls back against the blanket. Faith hasn’t even moved yet and the blonde is already close. She can feel Faith’s soft breath against her neck and it sends little tingles down her spine as the start up a slow, almost teasing rhythm. Their hard and pulsing clits rub together, and it’s the best thing Buffy has ever felt. She can’t think, and she can barely breathe. All she can really do is just feel what Faith is doing to her.
She forces her eyes open and looks up at Faith. She moans deeply when Faith thrusts a little harder. She gently presses her forehead against Faith’s and scratches the other girl’s back through her shirt. Faith moans and drops her head to Buffy’s shoulder. ‘She loves it when I scratch her back,’ she thinks and moans deeply. Her breathing is out of control, and she’s thrusting against Faith a lot harder then before.
“Faith, I’m gonna come,” the blonde moans out. The brunette lets out a groan and gently nips at Buffy’s hot skin. “Oh God Faith!” She didn’t mean to yell, but she couldn’t help it as her mind is blown away by the force of her orgasm. Her entire body is trembling but she doesn’t notice. All she can feel is the pleasure coursing through her body. Feeling Buffy’s molten hot come gush out of her sends Faith over the edge.
“Oh yes, yes, oh fuck yes!” she yells into Buffy’s ear. Buffy is a little surprised when she feels Faith’s come gush out all over her pussy. She wasn’t expecting it, and she has to admit that it felt really good. The two lay together for a long time. The only sounds coming from them is their heavy breathing as their bodies come down from the high. After a while they’re recovered enough to speak. “Wow,” is all Faith can get out. Her voice sounds deep, and a little raspy.
“Yeah,” the blonde says and gives Faith a kiss on the cheek. “I missed you.” She can’t help but giggle after she says that. “But I think that’s pretty obvious.” Faith laughs a little too and pushes herself up just enough so she can see Buffy’s face. The blonde smiles at her and gently runs her fingers through Faith’s hair.
“What class did you have this morning? Because I really don’t think I can get you there on time.” Both of the girls start cracking up laughing and disentangle themselves from each other. They don’t get dressed right away. They just lie next to each other and stare up at the sky. Buffy doesn’t try to stop the goofy smirk that tugs at the corners of her mouth. ‘I’m so glad things aren’t weird between us. We can finally get back to normal,’ she thinks and holds onto one of Faith’s hands as they lay together taking in the cool morning air.
Chapter 32: My Bad Afternoon
The very happy blonde smiles a very goofy smile and leans into the body that’s wrapped around hers. She feels like she’s on top of the world, and she loves this feeling. What she loves more is the girl who’s sitting behind her, with her strong arms around the blonde’s waist, and her chin resting on the soft shoulder that’s covered with golden hair.
“I can’t believe we got away with it,” Buffy says and turns her head a little to give Faith a kiss on the cheek. She loves it when Faith holds her from behind like this. They’re outside, on the porch swing, which is a place they come to a lot whenever Faith comes over. “We only had five minutes before we had to get to class. If we were late and my mom found out about it she would have killed us both.” She smiles and sighs when Faith lightly kisses along her neck.
“Yeah, she probably would have. So I take it she doesn’t know what happened in LA?” Faith asks and moves Buffy’s hair out of the way to expose more skin. “I mean, she’s been nice to me and you’re not grounded, so Dawn didn’t tell her what she walked in on?” Buffy smiles and tries not to moan when Faith starts to gently suck on her earlobe. ‘God, she knows my ears are very sensitive and she knows we can’t do anything here. So she’s doing this to torture me.’
“Dawnie promised she wouldn’t tell. I know she’s a pain, but it’s very rare for her to break a promise. She drives me crazy sometimes, but she’s a good person. Or at least she’s turning out to be a good person. I’m still not sure how it works.” Her breath hitches in her chest and she arches her back a little when Faith gently nibbles on her earlobe. “Ok, you should really stop. You know we can’t do anything here and you’re only making the temptation worst.” Faith gives one last tug on the soft flesh and then she lets go.
“Ok, I’ll stop. But you know how much I love touching you, and tasting you, and kissing you.” ‘Yeah, I don’t need reminding,’ the blonde thinks and tries not to sigh. ‘I’m not trying to be mean. It’s just that ever since we…you know? It’s like all she wants to do when we’re alone is get in my pants. Before what happened at my dad’s we would make out a lot, but we talked too. We used to talk way more then we would make out. And when we talked we would sit like this but she wouldn’t try to get me worked up.’
“Yeah, I know but if you keep doing it then we might do something we’ll regret later on.” ‘Ok, so I didn’t mean to use the word regret, but whatever. She just needs to know that she isn’t getting any. She already got some today. I think that’s enough for now.’ “So, what are you going to do when you leave here?” ‘I think a change of subject would be nice. I don’t want her to think I mean anything by the word regret. I just meant that if my mom walks in on us making love then all hell will break loose and I’ll never see the light of day again.’
“I’m going to hang out with the guys.” ‘Of course you are, because I think it would kill you to have friends who are girls.’ “We’re gonna go to the Bronze and have a few drinks.” ‘Have a few drinks? I didn’t know Faith drinks.’ “Then we’ll probably go back to Mike’s and hang out there for a while.” Ok, so she’s going to get drunk with a bunch of guys and then hang out alone with a bunch of guys. And she thinks that’s a good idea?’
“I didn’t know you drank,” she says and tries to make it as casual as possible. “Do your foster parents care that you go out and drink with the guys?” Her voice is betraying her though, and she knows she needs to be careful. Faith can be very defensive when it comes to her friends. Buffy has never really pushed the issue before because when her boyfriends used to talk trash about her friends behind their backs to her she would get really upset. It’s the reason why she dumped Joey Erickson in her freshmen year.
“They don’t know about it. We always head back to Mike’s after the Bronze, but I always stay over at Brian’s and sleep on the couch.” There’s a very long moment of silence as they both just sit and think of something to say. Something is bothering the brunette and even though she thinks it would be better to stay silent she isn’t going to let the blonde accuse her of something. “Do you have a problem with it?”
“No,” Buffy says but Faith can tell she’s lying. “Why would I have a problem with my underage girlfriend going out and drinking and then staying the night at some guy’s house?” Faith sits up straight and pulls away from the blonde. Buffy furrows her eyebrows at the move and turns around to see what Faith is doing.
“So you think I’m going to cheat on you?” She doesn’t give Buffy a chance to answer. She’s so irritated now that she’s losing her sense of judgment. “You don’t trust me, after everything that’s happened between us and you still don’t trust me?” Her voice rises and Buffy looks towards the back door. Dawn is in the house and probably spying on them. Buffy really doesn’t want her sister hearing this.
“I trust you, I do. What I don’t trust is a bunch of drunk guys alone with a drunk girl.” Buffy watches as Faith gets this look on her face like she thinks the blonde is going insane. She starts to get very defensive even though there’s a little voice in the back of her mind tell her she calm down.
“I didn’t say we were going to get drunk. I said we were gonna have a few drinks. Getting a little buzzed doesn’t qualify as getting drunk. And even if we did get drunk they would never try to do anything with me. We’ve been friends for way too long to even consider it.” Now it’s the brunette’s turn to watch as the other girl’s expression dramatically changes.
“So if you didn’t know one of them for very long you’d consider it?” She watches as Faith sighs and then goes to say something. She decides to interrupt her. She just wants this disagreement to end. “I just don’t think you drinking is a good idea, especially on a school night. I don’t want you to do it.” Now the brunette looks downright pissed off. Buffy’s never seen that particular look in her eyes before and she’s a little afraid. But she isn’t going to back down. There’s nothing more stubborn then a Summers’ woman that thinks she’s right.
“That’s not your decision. Look, I get that we’re in a relationship and we make decisions together but you don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do. I’m going out with my friends tonight, and I’m going to have a drink or two whether you like it or not.” She doesn’t wait for the blonde to say anything. She gets up off the swing and storms off. She walks around the side of the house and slams the gate closed. Buffy listens with tears in her eyes and she hears the truck door slam close and then Faith starts the engine and drives off.
She forces her tears to go away, which takes a couple of minutes. ‘I can’t believe she yelled at me like that. Who does she think she is? Ok, so maybe I was a little out of line, but that doesn’t give her the right to talk to me like I’m some kind of lower being. Well if she thinks she can talk to me like that then fuck her.’ She stands up and stomps off into the house. She knows she’s acting a little over the top but she doesn’t care. This is her first fight with Faith and she doesn’t like it one bit. Her first fight with Faith wasn’t supposed to be about something slightly serious. It was supposed to be over something stupid. She finds Dawn sitting in the living room, watching TV, and acting like she didn’t hear the fight.
“When Mom gets home tell her I don’t have any homework, and I went to Willow’s,” she says and walks out the door before her sister can say anything. She talked to Willow at break, and then again at lunch but they weren’t able to really talk because Xander was there. The last thing she’s going to do is talk to a guy about her sex life. Just the fact that she now has a sex life is something that still blows her mind. ‘I’ve had sex twice. Not just oral, but actual sex. Ok, why are you freaking out about it? I don’t regret sleeping with her. I love her and I wanted it to happen. Maybe this morning in the back of her truck was a little much, but I don’t regret that either.’
She gets to Willow’s house in no time. She’s so angry that she’s walking faster then she normally would. She knows that her mother isn’t going to be happy with her, but she doesn’t really care right now. She just needs to talk to Willow, to get all of this rage off of her chest. She also knows that when this anger goes away she’s probably going to cry, and she’d rather be at Willow’s then at home where Dawn will bug her. No, she needs to spend some time with her best friend, even if she does get grounded because of it.
She walks up the pathway to Willow’s house and she sighs a little breath of relief when she sees there are no cars in the driveway. She really doesn’t think she can handle a run in with Willow’s mom right now. ‘Why can’t she ever get my name right? My name is Buffy, not Bunny. I will never understand some people,’ she thinks and rings the doorbell. ‘Please be home, please be home, please be home.’ She waits on pins and needles for Willow to answer the door. She feels her body relax a little when the door opens and she’s staring back at the ginger girl. At the sight of her friend most of her anger washes away and is replaced with hurt, and sadness. Her eyes well up with tears and she tries really hard not to cry.
“Buffy, what happened?” Willow asks and steps aside to let the blonde in. Buffy doesn’t say anything because she’s afraid she’s going to have a melt down right here on the porch if she does. She walks into the foyer and looks over towards Willow’s bedroom. She isn’t so sure what she should do, and she doesn’t know why she feels so uncomfortable. “No one else is here. We can talk in my room if you want.” She nods her head and follows Willow.
She’s always liked Willow’s bedroom. It has a very calming vibe and as soon as she sits down on the bed she feels a little better. She watches as Willow closes the door and then sits in the chair at her desk. She turns it so she’s facing the blonde, and Buffy has no idea what to say. Being in the redhead’s calming presence is making her want to talk about anything but the fight. She doesn’t want to bring that ugliness into this sanctuary. She can tell by the look in Willow’s eyes that she’s going to say something so she beats her to the punch.
“Faith and I had a fight, that’s why I came over. But I don’t want to talk about that. Can we talk about something else?” she sounds almost desperate. She sighs a large sigh of relief when Willow nods her head yes. Buffy knows exactly what she wants to talk about. Just thinking back on that night in LA makes her smile. ‘Faith was so tender and loving, and she made me feel so special. How come she couldn’t be like that twenty minutes ago?’ She looks into Willow’s big green eyes and she can’t help but smile a little bigger at the confusion on the other girls’ face.
“Faith came to visit me at my dad’s a couple times, once a month for a week. And the last night she was there in July my dad went out of town. He had to go to San Diego for a couple of days for his work. So Faith snuck in through my window because my dad’s girlfriend doesn’t check on us at night like my dad normally does. She was going to leave but I told her not to go. We talked for a little bit, and then we started kissing again, and we ended up sleeping together.” Her face blushes with a little embarrassment at the admission, and she looks away from Willow.
“Wow,” the redhead says, sounding a little stunned. “I have to admit I wasn’t expecting that.” Buffy chances a glance at the other girl and she smiles a little a Willow’s shocked expression. Then she watches as the shock goes away and is replaced by genuine curiosity. “What was it like being with her like that?” Buffy blushes and Willow can’t help but giggle a little. She takes a minute to think about how she wants to word her thoughts but she’s still struggling.
“She was so…gentle, and loving. She made me feel so special. I know this is going to sound incredibly cheesy, but it was almost like we were using our bodies to show just how much we love each other. God that is so lame.” She hides her face in her hands out of embarrassment. She doesn’t look up until she hears Willow laughing a little. She sends the other girl a nasty death glare which only makes her laugh harder.
“I’m sorry, but you’re it was really lame.” She laughs a little harder and holds her hands up to block as Buffy grabs onto her pillow and swings it at her head. “Jeez, there’s no need to get violent. So it was everything you wanted it to be except for the dinner at the fancy restaurant and the getting all dressed up?” Buffy just nods her head and continues to blush as she thinks about everything Faith did to her that night. “What about the morning after? Was she a little rougher like you wanted?” Her blush instantly disappears and she gets a little frown on her face.
“I don’t know. We never got to that part. We were going to but Dawn walked in on us. She starting screaming something about her eyes and then she ran back into her room. I had a little talk with her and she promised not to rat on us. But God it was so embarrassing. Faith had pulled the covers off us so she could tickle me and Dawnie got an eyeful. When I was talking to her she made some joke about the next time we do it to cover up because there are plenty of people who want to see Faith’s ass but she isn’t one of them.” Both girls laugh a little and then Buffy blushes again when she thinks about earlier that day.
“And this morning I did something kind of slutty,” she says and Willow raises and eyebrow. Buffy blushes even more and chuckles a little bit. She can’t help it, she’s a little nervous about telling this story, but she isn’t too sure why. She knows Willow isn’t going to judge her, at least she won’t judge her harshly. She should have nothing to be afraid of. ‘So why am I?’ “When Faith picked me up it was the first time we’ve seen each other in three weeks. She looked so amazing, and after I said bye to Mom we left. She took us to our spot, and we started kissing because that’s what we normally do when we go there.
“But this morning we were so…excited to see each other, and after a few minutes kissing her just wasn’t enough. So we got in the bed of the truck, and we, you know.” Her face gets so bright with embarrassment it could probably light up a room. She looks over at Willow’s face to see her reaction and it’s one of shock and amusement. “It was different then last time though. In LA when we were together she used her fingers on me. I figured that’s just how two girls do it, but she pressed her clit against mine. I can’t even describe how good it felt.” When she’s done talking her eyes refocus, and she looks over at the other girl.
“Wow. So that’s why you were almost late for our first class?” Buffy nods her head and the blush slowly starts to go away. “No wonder you were smiling all day. I’m sure if everyone started their mornings like that people wouldn’t hate Mondays as much.” Both girls laugh and Buffy starts to relax a little. The laughter starts to die down and Buffy finds herself actually relaxing here with her redheaded friend. Out of nowhere they start laughing harder again and Buffy starts clutching at her chest, trying to calm herself down so she can get some oxygen. ‘This is exactly what I needed. How did the day get so shitty when it started off so good?’
Chapter 33: Her Decisions
“This is just what I fuckin needed,” Faith says and takes another long swig from the can of Budweiser. She’s calmed down a lot since she left Buffy’s house about five hours ago. It took a lot of driving around and screaming along with the heavy metal cd her brother left in her cd player. That and the seven beers she’s had are having a dramatic affect on her mood, and her judgment.
She takes a look around the small group of people, and seeing all of her friends having a good time makes her relax a little more. Here isn’t the place for relationship drama or any of that shit. This is a place for having fun, and forgetting about controlling blondes and their insane notions about her friends.
‘Like I’d fuckin cheat on her. I love her, doesn’t she fuckin understand that? And I’ve been friends with these guys since freshman year. They wouldn’t fuck me even if I wanted ‘em to. They’re like my brothers or something. Why did she have to fuck up a perfectly good day? It was so good too, feeling her hot, wet pussy rubbed up against mine. Definitely gonna have to do that again. Great, now I’m horny. Could this night get any worst?’ She lets out a long sigh and runs a hand through her hair.
“Trouble in girly land?” Brian asks and tosses his empty beer onto the sand. After going to the Bronze and seeing it was closed for construction, they decided to go to the beach where they met up with some other people. Now the group is having their own little party. Faith looks over at him with a slightly irritated look. They all know something is up with their friend, but none of them were stupid enough to ask. But alcohol has taken care of that.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Faith says and takes another drink. She starts to chug down the slightly disgusting liquid, but then she feels a warm hand wrap around hers and the cold can and slowly pull it away from her face. She swallows the little bit in her mouth and gets a goofy smile on her face. “What’s the matter? Did you want some too?” She sets the can on top of the cooler and turns in her chair a little to face the other girl.
“No, I have my own. But you’re paying more attention to that beer then you are me. I just don’t think it’s very fair,” the girl says and pouts that oh so full bottom lip. Faith watches it for a few seconds and thinks about how great it would feel to nibble on that lip. Before she can say anything she sees the blonde stand up from her lounge chair and then she straddles Faith’s lap. “Your friends are having a lot more fun then you are right now. Why don’t we change that?”
The people that they met up with on the beach are cheerleaders from a different school on vacation for the night, away from their friends and families. Mike’s car door is wide open and the stereo is up as loud as it’ll go, pumping a hip hop station into the cool night air. At first the teens were just talking, but after the alcohol was put in their systems their inhibitions lowed severely. Three of the four trouble makers are receiving some very sensual, boarder line slutty, lap dances.
The blonde that is now seated in Faith’s lap, Monica if Faith remembers correctly, leans down start to nibble on Faith’s earlobe. The brunette hisses in a deep breath and tries to stop the swirling that’s going on in her head. Faith knows this girl from somewhere else. About a month before Buffy moved to Sunnydale Faith picked this hot bombshell up at the Bronze. This girl was able to do things that no one else has ever done to Faith before. She hasn’t said anything about it, hoping that the girl won’t recognize her and get pissed off for Faith no being there in the morning.
“That feel good?” the girl asks and she starts to slowly grind against Faith. She presses her upper body against the brunette. Faith tries so hard not to moan when she feels the blonde’s hot breath falling against her neck. She feels the tip of a warm tongue reach out and softly lick her earlobe. A chill runs up and down her spine and it makes her whole body shake. “What do you say we go back to yours? I can make you come so fucking hard.” The brunette moans when she feels those soft, moist lips start to kiss their way from her neck, to her jaw line.
“No,” she says and puts her hands on the girl’s shoulders. “I’m seeing someone.” Her words fall on deaf ears, and it’s completely useless. Faith freezes, and tenses up when she feels those full lips press against hers. It’s almost as if she’s in a trance because she doesn’t pull back or respond in any way. That is until she feels that gentle yet demanding tongue touch her bottom lip. She pushes the girl so hard that she falls off of Faith and onto the ground. Faith jumps up and there’s nothing but rage in her eyes.
“What the fuck is your problem?” the blonde yells and stands up. She brushes herself off and then locks eyes with the fuming brunette. “I asked you a question. What the fuck is your problem?” The alcohol in Faith’s system is making it very hard to remain any type of calm, but she fights against the urge to punch this girl in face. She may be a total bad ass, but she doesn’t hit girls.
“I told you I’m already seeing someone, that’s my problem. So why don’t you go fuck yourself if you’re that desperate.” She walks off and towards her truck. She’s so pissed that she doesn’t hear the others calling after her. She spins around with her fist up when she feels someone grab her shoulder. She stops though when she sees it’s just Mike. It doesn’t make her any less angry and she gives him a death glare that could rip the skin off a cat. “What?”
“Gimme your keys.” She rolls her eyes and starts walking towards her truck. He follows her and grabs her by the arm. “Give me your damn keys, Faith. You really wanna kill yourself because of that skank?” She ignores him and keeps walking. She just wants to get out of here. She doesn’t care that she shouldn’t be driving. She’s been behind the wheel of a car when she was way more wasted then this and no one cared. So what was the big fucking deal now?
“Get the fuck off me!” she screams when Mike grabs her by the shoulders and presses her up against the passenger side of the truck. She feels his arm wrap around her middle and she struggles with all her might. “Get off me you mother fucker! I’m gonna fuckin kill you!” He reaches into her pocket and pulls out her keys and then takes five very large, very quick steps back. He knows to stay out of her swinging distance at this point.
“Just calm the fuck down and I’ll give you a ride later.” He puts her keys in his pocket and then walks back over to the others. She stands there and watches them for a minute or two, and can’t believe how fucked up this day has gotten. She never thought that a night out with the guy would turn out so bad. She’s drunk, turned on, and in need of a hug even though she won’t admit the last one. She takes a deep breath of the cool, salty air and makes a decision. Sunnydale isn’t very far from here. She can walk and be there within an hour. So that’s what she’s going to do.
It only takes her ten minutes to get back to the main road. Her anger is acting like a fuel, and she’s walking a lot faster then she normally would. She’s staggering because of the alcohol but not very much. She doesn’t know what she’s going to say when she sees Buffy again, but it doesn’t really matter. She just wants to see the blonde and the sooner she gets there, the better. As she walks along the asphalt road towards the tiny town of Sunnydale there’s no way for her to know how much worst her night is going to get.
‘I got here really fuckin fast,’ she thinks as she walks down the sidewalk of downtown Sunnydale. It actually took her a little longer then it should have, but the alcohol is screwing with her sense of time. She walks by the Espresso Pump thinking the quickest way to the blonde girl’s house would be to cut right through town and then take a left on Pine Street. Right before she gets passed the Pump, she hears someone laughing. The voice sounds so familiar and inspires a very strong feeling of hate that she has to stop to see who it is.
‘I don’t fuckin believe it,’ she thinks and stares at the small group of jocks with anger and hatred. Of all the people she could have noticed tonight, she just had to notice him. Sitting there looking all smug and stupid, laughing at something one of the other boys had said just a few moment’s ago. Watching Percy West sitting in the Espresso Pump like he’s just a normal kid without a care in the world sparks a little flame inside of her.
She doesn’t really know what it is, but it’s burning her lungs and it’s getting bigger, and bigger, the pain gets so intense that her entire body starts to shake. Her jaw is clamped shut, and her teeth are grinding together making a very unpleasant sound. All she can see is Percy’s smiling face. The tooth she knocked out on the night of the dance was a molar, so you can’t tell he’s even missing one. Then something inside of her finally snaps. In a moment of pure drunken rage she makes a decision that in her mind is a good idea.
She runs into the little café and pushes Percy out of his chair. He falls to the floor and is up in seconds, completely unfazed. His friends jump up out of their seats and are instantly on the defense. Faith watches as the big jock turns around to see his attack. When his eyes lay on Faith’s shaking form the anger melts from his face and is replaced with amusement. This pisses off the brunette even more and now she really wants his blood.
“Interesting way to get my attention, Lehane, what do you want?” he asks and straightens out his jacket. She lunges at him and tries to punch him on that smug face, but he blocks and pushes her back. The waitress starts yelling at them to leave or she’ll call the cops, so the teenagers go outside and about halfway down the sidewalk. “What the fuck is this about? Or have you just gone completely insane?” Faith takes a threatening step towards him.
“You tried to rape Buffy!” her voice sounds strained, is only loud enough for the group of boys to hear. It’s not like it would have made much of a difference. The only place still open is the Pump, and the waitress can’t hear a thing. Percy shakes his head a little bit, and this little smile crosses his face. His friends don’t seem too fazed although one of them does look a little guilty. But she isn’t paying attention to his friends. It’s like she has tunnel vision, and he’s the only thing her eyes can focus on.
“What the fuck are you smiling about? You tried to rape her! I should fuckin kill you!” She lunges at him again only the alcohol is having a serious affect on her strength, speed, and grace. He punches her across the face and she falls to the ground. While she’s down he kicks her in the stomach. The wind is knocked out of her, and she tries desperately to take a breath. The alcohol and adrenaline rushing through her veins are acting as a pain killer, and she won’t feel the full affect of the kick until tomorrow.
“That shit happened a lot time ago, Lehane. So you better stop fucking with me.” He kicks her again, but not as hard as before. She stands up her breathing his hard and raspy. She goes at him again, swinging hard but her aim is off and instead of hitting him in the face like she wanted, she hit him the shoulder. He pushes her back and hits her in the face. She staggers backwards but the blow doesn’t knock her down. She runs at him again and tries to tackle him to the ground, but he’s too big and she’s too drunk.
“I think I need to teach you a lesson,” he says and punches her in the face again. Blood pours from her nose and cut lip. She hits the wall of the building beside them and uses it to hold herself up. He grabs onto her shoulders and pushes her to the ground. He kicks her again and she groans in pain. He walks over to her and looks down at her bleeding form. He uses the toe of his shoe to turn her head so she’s looking up at him. Then he takes a step back, and gets ready to kick.
“What the fuck Percy? Don’t kick her in the head,” Duncan says and runs over to the obviously very emotionally disturbed boy. “You’re gonna fuckin kill her.” Faith looks up at her two boys, her eyesight blurry and her head throbbing. It feels like a rib has been cracked but she doesn’t really care about that. She just wants to lay here and die to make the pain stop. She stops paying attention to what the boys are saying and without even realizing it all of them take off into the night leaving her there to bleed.
