Killin' Me Softly-
Chapter Uno: A New Baby?!
Okay, normally when your mother says, 'Honey, guess what? We're going have a baby!' you'd think, 'Yeah, right, and I'm the Queen of England,' right? Haha…I was wrong. God was I ever wrong!
So when my mom told me, "Suzie, sweetie. There's going to be a new addition to the family!" I totally freaked out.
I mean, the idea of my mother and my stepfather doing the love dance in their bedroom wasn't very comforting, y'know? I certainly didn't wanna even think about that let alone have proof of it. Not to mention I was currently trying to drink milk.
Oh shit, we're going to have a baby! Dopey, my stepbrother (really Brad) sitting at the table pigging out on the quesadillas gaped in mid-chew. Just what I needed. A glance at the crap (once food) lingering in his mouth. I swear I don't understand what girls see in him. He is such a pig! I swished the milk around in my mouth trying not to think about the baby. Doc (AKA David) came down the stairs.
Having overheard he said happily, "I personally congratulate you, Mom," to us now, "Did you know a baby is the product of a man and woman's sexual activity? It is the result of sexual intercourse between two individuals." Did I mention the kid's got the IQs of my science teacher and geometry teacher put together?
I spit out the milk I had in my mouth. Oh gross. Gross gross GROSS! I mean, come on! I'm drinking milk here! My mother blushed and I groaned.
"Thanks Doc, thanks a lot. I was trying to drink here?" I rolled my eyes and bolted up the stairs.
I stormed into my room and ignored the figure sitting near the window with the book in his hands. I threw myself onto the bed and buried my face in the pillows. This was WAY too soon.
"Susannah? What is the matter?" the young man leaned over my bed.
"Life. Jesse, my mom's having a baby," I moaned. Then I rolled over and looked up at him.
(AN: I know it's stupid, but this is for the pplz who don't know what's goin' on. So to avoid getting bored u can skip the (*)'s if u know the plot!)
[Y'know what? Just shut up and write the fricken chapter!]
Just shut and READ the fricken chapter you ass!! BTW: That annoying voice? That would be my beta reader, Charles.
[Yah, whatever]
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Jesse. The object of my affections. We should go out on a date. But that's technically impossible since he's already dead. He has been dead for the past 200 years. He hasn't told me how he died, but I figure sooner or later I'll find out anyway.
So now he's hanging around my house for God knows how long. Though I have to admit, I had every intention of begging him to stay with me. I was in love with him.
Then there's the whole ghost thing. Ever see the 6th Sense? That kid Haley Joel Osment plays? Yeah, I'm like him. I can see ghosts [I SEE DEAD PPL!]. I am a Mediator. It's my personal job to do whatever I can to help them move on to the afterlife. If that was where they went. At least that's what the director of my school Father Dominic has told me.
Fun? Ha, let's just say, some of those spirits I've tried to help aren't so grateful. Let's see…I've been pushed out a window, had the head of a statue thrown at me, been kicked down a flight of stairs and hauled off the roof of my own house. Nice, yeah?
I guess you can say I've been every ghost's favorite plush doll. They like to kick me around. Don't get me wrong. I don't let them get away with it, hell no. I've clocked a few ghosts, broken necks and such. Not that it helps, but I can handle myself.
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"Is that not supposed to be a good thing?" Jesse asked.
"No! I mean, yeah, but give me a break! She just flat out told me! No warning, nothing. I can't even handle three older brothers let alone another one!!"
He took the pillow from my hands and set it and the book he'd been reading aside. I don't understand how the HELL he can read such boring stuff! He leaned closer to me, and I felt myself hold my breath. Damn he is so friggin' hot! Him and his sexy six pack. :P
"Susannah, I really…"
This was it. This was the moment. I was gonna find out if Jesse felt the same way I felt about him. For a moment I completely forgot about the whole 'I'm pregnant' issue. Little Jesses were dancing in my head. I was ready. He's going to kiss me again like he did last time. Or tell me…tell me he loves me!
"Susannah," he said huskily, "querida, I…"
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Okay, gotta stop there!! Jeez, it's been so long since I've written a fic. I'm real rusty. So have patience wit me people. Plus I could possibly have myself a beta reader (Yay!)
[I guess I don't exist then]
NOPE! Flame me, give me advice, what u wanna see, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!! Oh, and read too. :P
-Ana-malia
Chapter Uno: A New Baby?!
Okay, normally when your mother says, 'Honey, guess what? We're going have a baby!' you'd think, 'Yeah, right, and I'm the Queen of England,' right? Haha…I was wrong. God was I ever wrong!
So when my mom told me, "Suzie, sweetie. There's going to be a new addition to the family!" I totally freaked out.
I mean, the idea of my mother and my stepfather doing the love dance in their bedroom wasn't very comforting, y'know? I certainly didn't wanna even think about that let alone have proof of it. Not to mention I was currently trying to drink milk.
Oh shit, we're going to have a baby! Dopey, my stepbrother (really Brad) sitting at the table pigging out on the quesadillas gaped in mid-chew. Just what I needed. A glance at the crap (once food) lingering in his mouth. I swear I don't understand what girls see in him. He is such a pig! I swished the milk around in my mouth trying not to think about the baby. Doc (AKA David) came down the stairs.
Having overheard he said happily, "I personally congratulate you, Mom," to us now, "Did you know a baby is the product of a man and woman's sexual activity? It is the result of sexual intercourse between two individuals." Did I mention the kid's got the IQs of my science teacher and geometry teacher put together?
I spit out the milk I had in my mouth. Oh gross. Gross gross GROSS! I mean, come on! I'm drinking milk here! My mother blushed and I groaned.
"Thanks Doc, thanks a lot. I was trying to drink here?" I rolled my eyes and bolted up the stairs.
I stormed into my room and ignored the figure sitting near the window with the book in his hands. I threw myself onto the bed and buried my face in the pillows. This was WAY too soon.
"Susannah? What is the matter?" the young man leaned over my bed.
"Life. Jesse, my mom's having a baby," I moaned. Then I rolled over and looked up at him.
(AN: I know it's stupid, but this is for the pplz who don't know what's goin' on. So to avoid getting bored u can skip the (*)'s if u know the plot!)
[Y'know what? Just shut up and write the fricken chapter!]
Just shut and READ the fricken chapter you ass!! BTW: That annoying voice? That would be my beta reader, Charles.
[Yah, whatever]
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Jesse. The object of my affections. We should go out on a date. But that's technically impossible since he's already dead. He has been dead for the past 200 years. He hasn't told me how he died, but I figure sooner or later I'll find out anyway.
So now he's hanging around my house for God knows how long. Though I have to admit, I had every intention of begging him to stay with me. I was in love with him.
Then there's the whole ghost thing. Ever see the 6th Sense? That kid Haley Joel Osment plays? Yeah, I'm like him. I can see ghosts [I SEE DEAD PPL!]. I am a Mediator. It's my personal job to do whatever I can to help them move on to the afterlife. If that was where they went. At least that's what the director of my school Father Dominic has told me.
Fun? Ha, let's just say, some of those spirits I've tried to help aren't so grateful. Let's see…I've been pushed out a window, had the head of a statue thrown at me, been kicked down a flight of stairs and hauled off the roof of my own house. Nice, yeah?
I guess you can say I've been every ghost's favorite plush doll. They like to kick me around. Don't get me wrong. I don't let them get away with it, hell no. I've clocked a few ghosts, broken necks and such. Not that it helps, but I can handle myself.
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"Is that not supposed to be a good thing?" Jesse asked.
"No! I mean, yeah, but give me a break! She just flat out told me! No warning, nothing. I can't even handle three older brothers let alone another one!!"
He took the pillow from my hands and set it and the book he'd been reading aside. I don't understand how the HELL he can read such boring stuff! He leaned closer to me, and I felt myself hold my breath. Damn he is so friggin' hot! Him and his sexy six pack. :P
"Susannah, I really…"
This was it. This was the moment. I was gonna find out if Jesse felt the same way I felt about him. For a moment I completely forgot about the whole 'I'm pregnant' issue. Little Jesses were dancing in my head. I was ready. He's going to kiss me again like he did last time. Or tell me…tell me he loves me!
"Susannah," he said huskily, "querida, I…"
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Okay, gotta stop there!! Jeez, it's been so long since I've written a fic. I'm real rusty. So have patience wit me people. Plus I could possibly have myself a beta reader (Yay!)
[I guess I don't exist then]
NOPE! Flame me, give me advice, what u wanna see, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!! Oh, and read too. :P
-Ana-malia