Mr.&Mrs.William "...Haunt Us."

[pepperlandgirl]

Spike asked Buffy to go to the store and pick up a few things for him. “I would love, but I’m tied up in this…”

“Yeah, sure. Tara’s coming over to help me study…”

“Ok, I’ll tell her you’ll be back soon. Have you talked to her about…?”

Buffy shook her head. “Not yet. I didn’t want to do it over the phone. I’ll be back in like twenty minutes.”

“Thanks again, pet.”

Five minutes later, Tara knocked on the door. Spike greeted her with a polite smile, and let her in.

“Where’s Buffy?”

“At the store. She’ll be back shortly. Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?” Painfully polite.

“Um, no thank you.”

The tension in the room was high—both of them suspicious and unsure of where exactly to begin. Spike took a deep breath and decided to just dive right in.

“Tara, you need to back off of Buffy.”

“Back off?”

“She doesn’t understand…she thinks this is all in good fun. Thinks we’re playing a game. We both know you’re not playing.”

Tara remained silent. Spike waited several minutes for her to respond, but when she didn’t, he pushed on—the silence was uncomfortable and awkward.

“I think you’re taking advantage of her basic…”

“Advantage? You’re talking to me about taking advantage of her?”

“What?”

“Please, Spike, if anybody has taken advantage of her, it’s you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve read the book…she filled me in on the details. She was just a kid, Spike. But that didn’t stop you.”

“Buffy knew…”

“Buffy knew that she wanted to please you. You were her first love, right? Did it ever occur to you that maybe this is just a hold-over?”

Spike shook his head. “I am really not going to talk to you about my relationship with her…especially since that part is long over.”

“Is it Spike? Or do you still treat her like a child?”

“She is an adult woman…”

“Then why are we even having this conversation? She can make her own decisions.”

“Because I think…know…you have ulterior motives.”

“You’re right, Spike, I do. I want what’s best for her.”

“And what is that? You?”

“I wouldn’t scare her the way you do. Some times she comes to me terrified because she doesn’t know how you would react to something she’s said or done. I wouldn’t keep her guessing about my feelings. I wouldn’t hold out on her. I wouldn’t abandon her for days to work. I’d take her out and show her a good time—show her how much I appreciate her. She deserves that at least.”

“Don’t. Don’t tell me what she deserves…what’s best for her. You don’t know her.”

“I do Spike. Where do you think she is when you’re gone? She’ with me…telling me about her dreams and fear and concerns, asking me her questions. She trusts me with her secrets.”

“And you think she doesn’t trust me? As much time as you spend with her, you don’t know anything about her.”

“Tell me, Spike…what does she plan to do after graduation?”

“She hasn’t decided.”

“She wants to go work in California. She’s already got a job. Do you want more examples?”

“And if she doesn’t love you? What are you going to do? Make her? She’s not a lesbian, Tara. She’s not even bisexual.”

“How do you know? Maybe it’s more than just curiosity.”

“And what if it’s not?”

“Then she won’t be with me…but then, maybe she won’t be with you either. I’ll always be her friend though. I’ll always love her and be there for her. I’ll always support her…”

Spike narrowed his eyes. “What do you have against me, Tara? Why do you resent me so much? Just because I met Buffy first?”

“Because what you did to her was wrong, immoral, unethical…disgusting.”

“She managed to forgive me.”

“I notice you aren’t denying it.”

“So you hate me because five years ago I did something I shouldn’t have? Before you knew either one of us?”

“I didn’t hate you until I re-read the book…by then I knew Buffy…knew the girl that you so blithely took advantage of.”

“So what? You’re going to save her from the evil man?”

“No, I’m going to save her from the creep who manipulated and hurt her.”

Spike swallowed hard, her words cutting him deeply. Before he could respond though, the girl in question burst into the door. “Good god, those people at the supermarket are a bunch of morons. Hey Tara.”

“Hey Buffy. Ready to get to work?”

“I am.” She handed the bags to Spike. “There you go.”

“Thanks love.”

She kissed him on the cheek. “I bought raviolis for dinner tonight.”

“Sounds good.” Spike didn’t think he was ever going to be able to eat again.

“Come on Tara, all my stuff is in the bedroom. We can just work in there.”

As soon as they were out of the room, Spike collapsed on the couch. Numb. Tired. Shocked. Guild-ridden. Heartbroken.

Comments

[mydeira.livejournal.com]

And Tara fights back. She makes a lot of good points. Poor Spike. But if Spike and Buffy actually talked about things before they built to the point to exploding, maybe these situations wouldn't keep arising. Another thought-provoking installment.

Wow that was Bad.

[califlady7.livejournal.com]

I think tara stepped over the line.