Reactions and Admissions
by DawnBTVS
Chapter 3
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I flopped down on the bed next to Buffy, thinking back to what Joyce had said earlier, and the affection she had shown. Buffy was busy playing with my hair. I smiled, but Buffy could tell something was bugging me.
"What's going on Will?" she asked, as I frowned, not sure whether I wanted to share this with her or not. 'We're girlfriends...share!' I thought, commanding myself to share.
"My parents never show me this kind of affection Buffy. Usually they see me in the morning, we eat breakfast in silence, they go to work, and we eat dinner in silence. That, or they're going on vacations for weeks or months at a time. Leaving me home alone to basically fend for myself, literally, and figuratively, I guess. It sucks Buffy. It really, really sucks. I'm alone, and I wish I were here. Your mother's so nice, and sweet, and caring," I said, tears falling down my cheeks, but I didn't care. Why didn't my parents show me this kind of attention? Joyce wanted to help Buffy with her Slaying! Buffy cupped my cheek, brushing my tears away. I looked up at her, begging, as she leaned down, and kissed me passionately, deeply. I knew we were in love with that kiss. She broke it off, peppering my forehead with kisses, as I sniffled, and caught my breath. She pulled back, eyes full of concern as I sighed.
"I'm so sorry Willow. If I could, I'd gladly have you move in with me, but I'm not sure that my mother would go for it, especially with your parents still being in town," Buffy said, as I lay there thinking.
"What if my parents kicked me out?" I asked, as Buffy leaned back, confused, and worried.
"Will, you can't think that," she said, shocked, but I didn't care. I was sick of my life. I wanted to be with Buffy, and with somebody who actually cared, besides Giles.
"If I...we told them about us, I'd be a goner for sure. Come on...their only daughter suddenly being a l-l-lesbian? My father would kick me out without a second thought. My mother would say it's just a phase," I grumbled, anger filling me. Buffy just ran her hand lightly over my arm, trying to calm me down, but it wasn't working that well. "Your mother's cool Buffy. She seems pretty accepting. I'm not ready to jump into the fire and talk about us, believe me, but she'd take me in right? She wouldn't leave me alone, to suffer," I said, my lips trembling at the mere thought of Ms. Summers kicking me away in disgust. Buffy was busy moving the hair that was spilling over my eyes.
"She'd never do such a hurtful thing Willow. She loves you, and thinks that you're a good influence on me, which is very true. She'd welcome you with open arms," Buffy said, trying to reassure me. It worked a little, as I smiled, and yawned. Buffy giggled. "Guess we should get to bed huh?" she asked, as I nodded my head. She kissed me on the forehead, and pulled the covers up. She turned off the light, and snuggled against me. I sighed contentedly, closing my eyes, soon lost in a world of angry parents, and beautiful blondes.