Note: This will be my last story here on. Now that school started, it's getting harder for me to make time to write. So, I'm leaving fanfic, but you might still see me around reviewing. So enjoy ; )
Summery: Suze gets cancer, and must end her life. What she will do to the ones that she loves. And I do not know anything about Cancer, because I don't have it, and I'm too lazy to search it up. So I hope you don't mind.
"NO! I can't believe that! I won't believe that!" I heard mom shout outside of my room. I felt dowsy again. What's going on here? Mom has kept something from me for a long time, but she just won't tell me.
"Isn't there anyway to keep that from happening?" I heard Andy's calm voice trying to keep mom calm. Something's going on here. And it's not good.
"We should talk in my office." I heard the doctor say. And their voices fated away. Whatever they tell me, if they tell me, I will handle it. After all, I am Superwoman. And I'm very tough. I can handle whatever comes in my way.
I got up and out of my bed to get a drink of water. I think all Dopey wants to do it to torture me. He placed it as far away as possible. I would punch him if I could. But I'm too weak to do anything now days. And all the fainting.
I suddenly felt weak. My legs go all weak and I was getting a bad headache. And just like that, I fainted.
"Querida! Are you okay?" The words burned my ears. "It's getting worse."
"Jesse." I croaked. "Please don't leave me."
"I won't. I will always be here with you."
I tried to smile, but it made my face all scrunched up. "Jesse?"
"Yes, querida?" His voice was smooth and soothing. I felt safe in his arms.
"Do you know what's going on with me?" I asked, my voice was hoarse.
"No, querida. But whatever it is, I will be right here with you."
"Jesse." The words came out of nowhere. "I think I'm dying."
"Susannah. You must rest. You're not thinking straight. You will be safe right here." He held onto me tighter.
"Suze!" I saw Doc bursting into my room.
"Hey, Doc!" I said sitting up a little more. I thought that Jesse would dematerialize like usual, seeing how freaked David is of ghosts. But he kept his promise and stayed with me. "Not glad to see me?" Gosh, and you would have thought that he's be glad to see me after all this time.
He suddenly bursted into tears, and I panicked. What's going on here? "I d-don't want you to l-l-leave! Suze!" He moved onto he, squeezing me tight. Making Jesse move away, but he still didn't leave. I caught a glimpse of him. His expression unreadable.
"I 'm not going anywhere." I said with a light chuckle. "I'll be right here, if you need me. Which I'm sure you won't, being so smart and all-"
He looked impatient, like time was running out. "But you don't-"
And then, I saw Andy and Mom coming in. Doc, Jesse, And I all looked up in their direction. "David if you don't mind." Andy made a motion for David to leave. He gave me another hug, and got out of here.
Jesse cleared his throat, "No, don't-" But before I could finish. He dematerialized. So much for always being here with me.
"We won't tell you if your don't want to know. But this piece of information will change your life." I saw tears in mom's eyes.
"Forever." Andy added. I saw Mom shoot a glare in his direction.
"I'm ready. I could take on whatever you tell me."
Then mom got all teary. "But it's not that easy!" She said clutching on to my hand tightly.
"I've been through a lot of not so easy things." I said rolling my eyes. But Mom gave me a seriously look.
"What-" Oh yes, they don't know about all the ghost hunting, and all those stuffs.
"Brace yourself." Mom said, tears running down her cheeks.
"I'm fine mom." At that time, I didn't take it seriously. But looking back at it now, time is running out for me. "Oh yes, and before you tell me whatever is it that you needed to tell me. Could you get me out of here? I want to go home."
"Well...I'm not so sure-" Andy get getting a parenting look.
"Oh please let her Andy. While it's her last days."
"What?" I asked stupidly. Well, uh, duh!
"Suze," Hey that's a first time! "Youhavecancer!"
But something unexpected happened. I bursted out in laughter. Yes, I know, there's something wrong with me. "Are you kidding me?" I asked wiping tears out of my eyes, but looking at their expressions, this is not something that I should laugh upon.
"There's like, only one in a million of a chance that you might survive." Andy said in a stern voice, maybe to hold back the tears.
I stopped laughing. Tears rolled down my cheek. I sniffled a bit. "You're not serious right?"
"I am dead serious Susannah Simon. And this is not something that you should laugh upon."
"So, I'm dying." I can't believe this. I didn't die from the RSL angles. Not from Maria or Diego. And certainly not from Paul or Hell. But instead, I'm dying from Cancer. This is hilarious! And I thought that us Mediators would never die. And there's so many things that I never got to do. What did Jesse feel like when he was dying? "So, but I do get to go home right. Since there is no way that I get to survive." Hey, I should just take advantage of this situation.
"Well, the doctor said-"
"Anything that you want? You want to go home? Fine, then we take you home!"
So now, I'm writing a diary of my life. And all the mediating things that I learned from Paul's shifting lessons. Maybe I'll give it to Father D to pass is down to some other Mediator, like Jack or something. When I was little, Father was the only one that I had to help me with mediating. And what I had to go through for the informations. Paul, Hell. Hey, did you notice that I always put Paul and Hell in the same sentence?
So now, the young Mediators are taking the easy way out. The last days of my life, in the diary.
I looked at the window seat in my room. At Jesse. Sitting there reading the book of The Theory of Atlantis. Another boring book that he borrowed from the wise father. I stole a glance at his hot Latino face. But saw that he too, was ding to same thing. My face started heating up.
Jesse's P.O.V:
I pretended to be reading "The Theory of Atlantis" a book that I borrowed from Father Dominic. But deep inside, I was thinking about Susannah. I can't stand to see her sick. I know that she's hiding something from me, but she wouldn't tell. And I didn't dare to ask her something that she would not want to share.
I've been watching over her that last few day. She's grown weaker, and sicker. And she's been crying in her sleep. She grown ignorant of me, but I knew she wanted me to stay close.
So that night, she was watching TV and was writing in her diary, as usual. I kept watch over her. I manage to stole a glance at her. She looked beautiful, as always. Even if she's sick, she still look at beautiful as ever, hell, she always does.
But then, I noticed that she was looking back at me with a curious look on her face. Our gaze met, and something passed through her eyes. She turned red. I love it when she does that.
"Jesse, we need to talk."
"Sure, anything." I said in my softest, most comforting voice. I walked over and sat next to her. She relaxed a bit.
"I, um, if you don't want to know, then I don't have to tell you, I mean, it's fine with me...." She babbled on. She always does that when she's nervous.
"Susannah,"
"Jesse, I," She took at deep breath. "I'mdyingofcancer."
Suze's P.O.V:
I took a deep breath and told him the truth. That I was dying. But he did the same as I did, he bursted out laughing. Now, that's is NOT something that I appretiate very much. I was being very serious, and he's laughing at me for having Cancer.
"Jesse!" I said pouting.
"I'm-I'm sorry Susannah, but you-you were-"
But I grew very impatient and pulled the sheets over my head. Yes, I know, very mature. But I was pissed, okay? he took me having a cancer as a joke. And I was pissed and hurt. I didn't want him laughing at me for dying. I was going to die, okay? Die! But he only laughed at me.
Tears rolled down my cheek.
"Aw, C'mon Susannah. I didn't mean to laugh. But you-you were talking so fast, and I didn't understand a word that you said." He said pulling on to the sheet. "Susannah."
"Why don't you just go to hell, Jesse!" I said clutching on to my sheets.
"Susannah. I didn't mean it. Let's talk." He said pulling on to my sheets. "How can we talk, if you won't even face me, Susannah." He used his softest voice.
"I'm dying and you couldn't care less." I sobbed.
When he heard that, he pulled sheets off me, hard. "What did you just say?"
"I have cancer Jesse." He pulled me into his arm. Holding me tight.
"You're being silly Suze. You're not dying. You're going to get better. I promise." He said laying a tender, soft kiss on my forehead.
"Jesse." I said facing him for the first time today. "I have cancer. And I'm dying."
"You Are Not Dying Susannah." He muttered some Spanish word under his breath.
"But I am. I always thought that Mediators wouldn't die. But I was wrong."
"God Dammit Susannah! You're not dying!" He said shaking me.
"Jesse-" But before I could finish. He dematerialized. Leaving there, sobbing, crying.
End of first chapter. Hope you like it. There's going to be like, three chapters or something. Please review : )