He loved me. That's all was in my head. Jesse actually loved me for me. Even though I may act like a idiot around him by blundering about things he still loved me. Oh my god I got to get off it, but I can't. HE LOVES ME!
By the time we had finished making out in the cemetery -yeah I know a little odd- and I went back to find CeeCee, it was already pretty late. I didn't see Paul's grandfather anywhere. So basically things were looking pretty good for Suze. The same suze who can never seem to find a decent boyfriend -I mean Tad and all them were great, but we had our little problems. If you know what I mean- or anything. Finally I had and I didn't have to beat anyone up for him.
Wait, rephrase that, yea I did didn't I.
Who cares though. Me walking home with Jesse may have looked a little odd to normal people. Considering that I was hold his hand and he's a ghost, it just doesn't look quite right. You see my little problem I ran into. Even though it may seem weird to all you normal people, I loved where I was at and I would do anything to make it go on forever. ( and ever and ever)
We hadn't talked since he slipped his hand into mine, and started walking. Living two miles away from the Mission Academy might be a long walk, but it wasn't long enough. Finally when we started up the hill to the area where I lived and was able to overlook the City of Carmel, I started to talk. "Jesse. Do you realize how much I love this? I mean being with you here"
The corner of his lips tugged up and he looked down at me with those dark eyes, "Do you querida realize how much I love being with you?" His smile broadened at that. So did mine. He stopped me then and kissed me. Right there on the street, imagine what a driver would think if he drove by.
Finally when we stopped kissing -that was only because I knew it was getting late- and started to walk did we continue to talk. This time more profound. "You know Jesse we haven't really talked about the Paul issue have we?"
His smile faded considerably at this, "Yes, and you keep pushing the subject so I believe we should talk about it." He finished calmly. "Are you alright to talk about it Susannah?"
"Yes, Jesse. I'm sure. It's not like we can avoid the situation. My parents are starting to get suspicious and so are my brothers. Well not David though. He figured it out a long time ago I guess, huh?" I commented.
"Well, your parents I don't know what to do about. Wait do you mean you think Paul might tell them?" He asked as quickly as he was figuring it all out. All I could do it nod. "He wouldn't, that would jeopardize him too I would think. And he's not that dense Susannah."
"I guess you're right about one thing. He's for sure not dense. But I wouldn't put it past him in the telling my parents department you know. Paul knows how to toy with me. That fact he backed while we were up there." Pointing my finger to the sky, I continued, "you know he knew how to get what he wanted out of me Jesse. He was able to read my thoughts almost."
I shivered at the thought of Paul being able to read my thoughts. Maybe he really was Satan's spawn. His grandfather thinks he is just like himself when he was that age and he thought he was God. That's when I thought about it. I knew why Paul was using me.
A/N: sorry so short. I need to know how you guys think about me and my story. I know so far there isn't much of a plot going on but I will get better. REVIEW PLZ!!!
By the time we had finished making out in the cemetery -yeah I know a little odd- and I went back to find CeeCee, it was already pretty late. I didn't see Paul's grandfather anywhere. So basically things were looking pretty good for Suze. The same suze who can never seem to find a decent boyfriend -I mean Tad and all them were great, but we had our little problems. If you know what I mean- or anything. Finally I had and I didn't have to beat anyone up for him.
Wait, rephrase that, yea I did didn't I.
Who cares though. Me walking home with Jesse may have looked a little odd to normal people. Considering that I was hold his hand and he's a ghost, it just doesn't look quite right. You see my little problem I ran into. Even though it may seem weird to all you normal people, I loved where I was at and I would do anything to make it go on forever. ( and ever and ever)
We hadn't talked since he slipped his hand into mine, and started walking. Living two miles away from the Mission Academy might be a long walk, but it wasn't long enough. Finally when we started up the hill to the area where I lived and was able to overlook the City of Carmel, I started to talk. "Jesse. Do you realize how much I love this? I mean being with you here"
The corner of his lips tugged up and he looked down at me with those dark eyes, "Do you querida realize how much I love being with you?" His smile broadened at that. So did mine. He stopped me then and kissed me. Right there on the street, imagine what a driver would think if he drove by.
Finally when we stopped kissing -that was only because I knew it was getting late- and started to walk did we continue to talk. This time more profound. "You know Jesse we haven't really talked about the Paul issue have we?"
His smile faded considerably at this, "Yes, and you keep pushing the subject so I believe we should talk about it." He finished calmly. "Are you alright to talk about it Susannah?"
"Yes, Jesse. I'm sure. It's not like we can avoid the situation. My parents are starting to get suspicious and so are my brothers. Well not David though. He figured it out a long time ago I guess, huh?" I commented.
"Well, your parents I don't know what to do about. Wait do you mean you think Paul might tell them?" He asked as quickly as he was figuring it all out. All I could do it nod. "He wouldn't, that would jeopardize him too I would think. And he's not that dense Susannah."
"I guess you're right about one thing. He's for sure not dense. But I wouldn't put it past him in the telling my parents department you know. Paul knows how to toy with me. That fact he backed while we were up there." Pointing my finger to the sky, I continued, "you know he knew how to get what he wanted out of me Jesse. He was able to read my thoughts almost."
I shivered at the thought of Paul being able to read my thoughts. Maybe he really was Satan's spawn. His grandfather thinks he is just like himself when he was that age and he thought he was God. That's when I thought about it. I knew why Paul was using me.
A/N: sorry so short. I need to know how you guys think about me and my story. I know so far there isn't much of a plot going on but I will get better. REVIEW PLZ!!!