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[true_angelus]

I had taken off after Buffy didn't return, I'm sure she caught wind of the trouble she was in for going after Wesley without me. I'd denied her her little playtoy, but that didn't mean I couldn't have some fun, right? Surely. I found myself walking toward Buffy's house, just out of curiosity. I had peeked in the kitchen window as Cordelia made some

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[true_angelus]

I felt my jaw clench in anger as she made her little peachy comment, I wanted to reach out and strangle her. Instead I smiled at her and tried my best to ignore her comments about my girl. Buffy was an easier target, and in the end she wanted it, she loved it. It made her bigger and better than anyone in this sad ass little town, and she knew it. Hell I knew it and it would only be a matter of time when she tried to show me exactly that, I'd have to be on my toes at all times. Her snicker jerked my attention back and I looked at her with a grin as she said Cordy could clean my clock. I had to let out a laugh

[true_angelus]

I watched as she awoke, her arms jerking tightly, her body almost bowing off the bed. I grinned and watched as she tried to relax, her heart pounding in her chest giving her away. Then she had to open her trap

[wickedslayer]

My shoulder ached from where the joint had come out of it's socket. I could've busted outta this setup wicked easy if my shoulder wasn't achin' so bad. I glared at him fiercely as he started pulling off my boots and then my jeans, his eyes drinking me in. God, I hated him, hated Angel, hated Buffy, hated Wesley. If I could I'd kill every single last one of them and hop the nearest train outta this fucked up hellhole