Suze's POV

"Okay Jesse, It's my turn to choose dinner." I said, sitting on the couch in our living room.

He groaned, "Fine."

I smiled, and looked at the take-out menus on the table.

Chinese? Mexican? Italian? Greek? German?

Okay, this is stupid.

I finally chose Chinese, and Jesse walked over the phone. I got up and started to follow him.

I don't know what has been up with him lately. He's been acting really weird.

It's like he hasn't been himself.

Oh, and I'm not saying that he's been like this for a couple of days… no.

I'm talking about a couple of weeks here.

Something is DEFINENTLY up!

When he went to dial the number, I stopped him and said, "Jesse. Message." I pointed to the red light that was on.

"Oh yeah. Hehe. Almost forgot." He replied nervously.

"Well are you going to play it or not?" I asked, raising my eyebrow and crossing my arms.

"Oh, It's just from someone at work. Forget it Susannah. Can you pick out a movie?" He shooed me away from the phone.

As I slowly walked away, I could hear him say, "Yes, A message from Casey!"

I stopped dead in my tracks, and my heart started to beat really fast, as I walked like a zombie towards the couch.

I sat down and though to myself. Casey? Who was Casey? My mind was buzzing with these thoughts. Was it possible that Jesse was cheating on me? Was it really that possible? No.

It wasn't.

I mean, Jesse loves me to death for crying out loud! He would never do anything to hurt me.

But why was he so excited to get a message from CASEY?

"Hey Susannah? You okay? You look like you're in a trance." Jesse said, walking into the living room where I sat.

"Sorry. Just thinking about what movie to watch." I said, turning to the stack.

Jesse hasn't called me Querida in a long time. Ever since he's been acting weird. It's always Susannah. Sometimes he's even called me Suze!

I'm starting to feel unimportant.

No, I'm starting to feel scammed.

"Um, Susannah? What movie?" Jesse asked, still sitting on the couch.

I got out of my 'trance' as he called it, and randomly picked a movie, which happened to be "My Big Fat Greek Wedding."

Okay, I'm going to get up enough nerve to ask him who Casey is.

"J-Jesse?" I stuttered.

"Mmmmhmm?" He said, eyeing the cover of the DVD.

"Who's Casey?"

His eyes got big as he put the DVD down onto the table. "Susannah, she's……" He started, but the doorbell rang.

He became less tense, as he sprang up off of the couch and ran to the door.

"It's probably the Chinese food." I sat back down onto the couch and grabbed the DVD off of the table.

I turned around when he opened the door, and I gasped.

"Nombre De Dios." Jesse said, putting his head in his hands.

I knew exactly who it was the minute I saw her standing there in the doorway. I knew that this was Casey.

She was about 5' 4" with long, really straight, blonde hair. She had huge hoop earrings, and a mini skirt that just covered her.

She had on a pink tank top, a pearl necklace, and white flip-flops. I could tell she was a prep just by the way she stood in the door, smacking her gum, and leaning against the frame.

"Hey Jess." She cooed at him, as I ran into the kitchen.

I needed to hear that message.

"Hey Jess, It's Case! Just wanted to like let you know that it is going to be such a fun night tonight at your place cause you are just like the nicest and sexiest latino male that I have like ever met. So like see you there! Toodles!" The answering machine practically spat at me.

I turned around quickly and ran back into the living room to find Jesse and 'Casey' almost kissing in the doorway.

"JESSE!" I squeaked. Where did that voice come from? It's not even MY voice!

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" I screamed, as my tears freely fell.

"I didn't know how." He sighed.

"Come Jess. I don't like think this is a good place to be like right now. Let's like go and have a nice dinner somewhere else" She said, leaving.

Jesse stayed for a little, his dark pools for eyes leaking with sadness.

"JUST GO!" I screamed, as I collapsed to the floor.

He slowly left and closed the door behind him.

After about 5 minutes, I got up off of the ground and pulled the necklace around my neck off.

The clasp broke.

I stared at it for a minute.

Jesse had given it to me after the Winter Formal in High School.

It symbolized that we would always be together.

It was made out of pure gold, and it had two hearts dangling from it. One said Jesse and the other said Susannah.

I threw it on the table and pushed all of the photos of us off of the dresser in the room we shared until I could afford to pay the bill for my own.

The glass shattered, and I grabbed my purse and stomped out of the room.

As I slammed the door, the golden hearts of my necklace broke in two.