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Gardens of Oblivion	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 12475 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Buffy walked into the front door of her
house, her legs still weak and wobbly. She could barely believe the events of that
evening had taken place, though the aching in her body told her they definitely
had.
She had thought she�d feel differently
now�better. She�d thought if maybe she evened the score that she�d be able to handle
what she�d discovered earlier that day.
It hadn�t made it any easier. If anything,
she felt worse now. She�d experienced what was hands
down the best sex of her life, and then the man had thrown her out without
explanation. He hadn�t even given her his name�or asked hers for that matter.
She�d gone looking for a one-night stand, but she saw now that she hadn�t been
thinking clearly, hadn�t taken the time to really think about that plan.
She supposed it shouldn�t make her feel bad
that she�d been used. After all, she�d only been using him.
�Where were you?�
Buffy looked up sharply, the figure of her
husband in the doorway seeming large and imposing. �I went out,� she snapped,
the reason why she�d felt the need to have a one night stand in the first place
now front and center in her mind.
Riley Finn moved towards her and grabbed her
arm, inspecting her with a dark look in his eyes. �You�ve got a hickey.�
Buffy reached up with her free hand and ran
it over her neck. Did she? She didn�t even remember� She snatched her arm away
from Riley. �At least I didn�t have to pay for it.�
Riley gaped, staring at her for a moment
before the denials began. �What are you talking about? I haven�t been��
�Oh, don�t even try to lie about it, Riley.
I know all about what you�ve been doing.� Buffy marched over to the desk at the
far side of the room before pulling it open and throwing a stack of black and
white photos on the table for Riley to see. �These came in the mail today.� She
shook her head, tears forming in her eyes. �Am I that bad, huh? Am I so
unsatisfying for you that you have to go out and find hookers to scratch your
itch?�
It took only a moment from Riley to switch
tactics from denying it all to being defensive. �So what, you needed to fix
your bruised ego by fucking around on me?� He glanced down at the pictures, the
evidence in front of him making it impossible to deny his indiscretions, so he
tried to turn the focus on hers instead. �I made a mistake, Buffy. And I�m
sorry. Ever since it happened, I�ve regretted it, and I�ve tried to be a better
husband, but this�� Riley shook his head. �You just did this to hurt me.�
Buffy felt her anger flaring up again and
she didn�t fight to keep it in check. �Don�t you dare make this about me. Yes, I wanted to hurt you tonight, Riley. But that wasn�t
the only reason. I just didn�t think I should have to keep going around
unsatisfied while you were getting something on the side. Hardly
seemed fair.�
Riley�s jaw dropped, and Buffy had to admit
she�d surprised herself by saying that, too. But as the words came out of her
mouth, she realized how true they were. While she couldn�t call every sexual
encounter of her marriage a bust, she�d certainly had ample opportunities to
perfect her faking skills. And even at its best, sex with Riley was nothing like
the man she�d met that night. Just thinking about it now made her tingle, and
as she reached up to place her hand against the hickey Riley had pointed out,
her whole body seemed to throb.
She�d never experienced anything like that
before. He�d caused her to lose herself in a sea of pleasure, forget that she
was there because she was hurting. He�d made her forget she�d ever hurt in her
life at all.
Memories drifted through her mind, flashes
of his face, his eyes. The raw need, the pleasure.
Just thinking about it now could almost make her�
�Buffy? Are you even listening to me?�
Buffy blinked. �Huh? Oh, sorry. I zoned.�
�You zoned? You come home this late
after sleeping with another man and then you can�t even��
�I�m going to bed. I�m tired,� Buffy replied,
cutting Riley off.
Without another word, Buffy walked off
towards the bedroom, images of her lover of the night filling her mind again.

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Buffy lay on the tile floor of the bathroom,
wondering what had actually possessed her to drink that much the night before.
She hurt everywhere, and her stomach was continuing to roll over despite
the fact she was pretty sure she�d just vomited up everything she�d eaten that
year.
The bathroom door opened and the shadow of
her husband loomed over her. �This is what you get for acting the way you did,
Buffy,� he said sternly. �No matter what you may think I did, you had no right
to cheat on me.�
Buffy looked up, immediately regretting
lifting her head off the cool, soothing tile. �Fuck you.�
�I can�t believe you�re treating me this
way.�
If her head hadn�t currently been filled
with a jackhammer, she would�ve yelled. Instead, she glared up at him from the
floor. �You were paying money to screw around on me. There is nothing I could
do to you that you wouldn�t deserve right now.�
He crossed his arms over his chest. �This
isn�t all my fault, Buffy. There�s
two people in a marriage, and if we�re having problems��
�Riley?�
He stopped when she said his name.
�Yeah?�
�Leave before I puke on you. Because I so
will.�
Riley�s eyes widened a second before he
scooted out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
Buffy groaned, reveling in the feel of the
tile for a few moments more before she pulled herself up to her feet. The room
immediately began to spin, and she leaned forward to brace herself on the edge
of the sink, catching sight of her reflection as she did.
God, she looked like hell�
Her hair was wild an unruly � desperately in
need of a comb and a gallon of conditioner. Her eyes were ringed with smeared
black make up and she was sporting the biggest damn hickey she had ever seen in
her life.
She reached up and touched it, her cheeks
reddening at the thought of the night before and the man who�d given her more
pleasure in one evening than she�d had in five years of marriage.
Five wasted years�
Looking back on it now, Buffy realized she
never should�ve married Riley Finn. She�d known that even then, even when she
was standing at the altar with him. But she�d wanted so desperately to have
some stability back in her life. After getting dumped by the man she was sure
she�d be with forever and losing her mother to cancer, she�d been desperate to
start over and build a life. Riley had seemed so�stable. Perhaps
a bit boring, definitely lacking in passion, but stable.
She knew now, however, that it had never
been love.
And when she�d filled out the papers to file
for divorce the previous afternoon, she�d felt none of what she�d suspect you
should feel when you were giving up on a seven year relationship.
Instead, she only felt relief.
What she�d done the night before had been a
bid to get some of her own back, to make sure Riley knew when she threw his ass
to the curb that she was not going to be pining. She wanted him to know that
Buffy Summers was no pushover.
And even looking back on the night now, she
had no regrets. She�d never had a one-night stand before, but she�d wager that
one rated pretty high on the scale, even with the sour ending. He�d been
absolutely gorgeous and had made her come harder than she�d even known was
possible. One night with a man like that was something to be grateful for. And
hell, after five years in an only sometimes satisfactory marriage, she deserved
it.
Starting to feel better, Buffy opened the
medicine cabinet and pulled out her eye make up remover, setting to work on
making herself look less like a crazed raccoon. From
there, she did the best she could to tame her hair, finally settling on a messy
ponytail.
Her head was still throbbing and her stomach
was not in its best mood, but she felt better. Liberated.
She walked out of the bathroom and into the
living room, her aching head held high.
�I�m filing for divorce and you�re moving
out.�
Riley looked up from his seat on the couch,
his eyes bugged. �What?�
�You heard me. This marriage is over, and
you�re getting out of the house today.�
�You can�t just throw me out. I pay the
mortgage, too.�
Buffy crossed her arms over her chest and
stared him down. Why hadn�t she done this years ago
again? �Then I guess your boss would just love to hear about your �extended
lunch breaks� in motels with hookers.�
Riley turned pale. �You�you wouldn�t.�
�Wanna make a bet?
I�ve got pictures, Riley. Time and date stamped. I will walk right into that
office and hand them all to him.�
�I�how did you get those anyway?�
Buffy shrugged. �Anonymous
letter. I guess you pissed someone off. Forget to tip?�
�They could all be doctored,� Riley
attempted, though even he knew how lame it sounded.
Buffy snorted. �Sure. Look, here�s how it�s
going to work. I�m going to shower. Then, I�m going to take your credit card
and go to the spa. When I come back, you will be gone or I will have a little
chat with your boss. Are we perfectly clear on this?�
Riley nodded numbly. Before right then, he
wouldn�t have believed Buffy capable of any of this, but between the look in
her eyes and what she�d done the night before, he did now. �Yeah�okay.�
�Good.� Buffy turned on her heel and marched
back into the bathroom. As soon as she was behind the door again, she giggled. The
giggle quickly grew into a full out laugh, and she leaned against the door,
laughing until her face hurt.
She knew she was bordering on hysterical,
but she didn�t care. She felt as if she were waking up for the first time in
years. Since her mother died� No, before. Since Angel
had left. Or was it when her father had left? When had she shut down, stopped
really living? Had it been all of it combined, taking hit after hit leaving her
dazed and lost?
And then once she�d married Riley, she�d had
to stay shut down. Otherwise, she�d have to acknowledge how cold, how empty she
felt.
She wasn�t empty anymore. Not after last
night. Whoever that man had been, he�d set her aflame. He�d reminded her of
what it was to feel.
Buffy stripped off her clothes and turned on
the shower. She stepped under the spray, sighing with relief as the water ran
over her.
She ran her hands down her body, smoothing
them over her tan skin. Her fingers rubbed against her thigh, and she looked
down when she felt something there, too.
Apparently her neck wasn�t the only place
he�d left a hickey� She didn�t even remember him leaving that one, though she
assumed it had been when he was eating her out.
At the memory of that, she almost lost her
footing in the shower, her entire body flushing. With his tongue alone he�d
managed to top every other sexual experience she�d had in her life.
She closed her eyes, pulling up an image of
him in her mind. No matter how drunk she�d been the night before, she could
still see his face clearly. Those cheekbones and those bluer than blue eyes�
She shivered.
Oh yeah, it had been a night to remember �
more so than any night of her marriage.
With a smile on her face, Buffy reached for
her shower gel.

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Thank you so much for all the encouragement
I got for the last chapter. It was good to see no one seemed to forget about me
after my break from writing and that so many people were ready to read
something new from me. :)
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