Fighting for reality...or is it?
Chapter 1 'Why Me'
I woke up this morning with sleepy yelling at me to hurry up and get ready or he's leaving without me. And he would to, I was sure if it. So I climbed out of bed and got in the shower when I came out Jesse was sitting on the day bed with Spike. It surprised me that he was here at all. Every since we got back from the shadowland and he kissed me he hadn't been around much. Then Paul Slater comes back and Jesse beat the crap out of him. Then we kissed AGAIN in the cemetery, and you'd think everything would be fine now. Oh no. Not for me. Not for the mediator. NO! Jesse had to move tot he rectory and I hardly ever see him. So I'm starting to wonder why he even kissed me in the first place. God! My life sucks. I was getting my books ready and walking to the door when Jesse got up, walked over to and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Querida are you mad at me?'' he said with a very hot sad look on his face.
I was mad at him. I mean he avoids me after he kissed me not once but twice. But looking at his face and hearing him calling me querida, I couldn't be mad at him.
"No I'm not mad at you. Why would I be?"
"I thought...well never mind. You had better get down stairs before Jake leaves you." Was all he said before disappearing.
I stood there in a daze. What was going on in Jesse's mind? I was snapped out of it when Doc came in threw the doorway.
"Suze come on were leaving."
I headed down stairs and made it to the jeep just as they were getting ready to pull out. Needless to say we got to school late. But nobody noticed. Except him, Paul Slater. He was standing by my homeroom. I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the nearest closet.
"Would you let go of my arm? God that hurts you know." was all I could say before he kissed me. That when I kneed him in the crotch. He gasped on pain and fell backwards on the floor.
"You stupid bitch. You'll pay for that. I'll make sure of it." he said before I punched him in the face.
"Noone calls me a bitch and gets away with it. Make all the threats you want Paul, but know that if you come near me again I will kick your ass." I started to walk out of the closet when Paul grabbed my arm and pulled me back in.
"I'm not threw with you yet. I said we would be together and we WILL."
"I said let go of me." I said trying to fight him off me, but he was too strong.
That when he slapped me across the face. Hard. He split my lip and blood was running down my chin. When I noticed that I got really mad I mean now I was going to look like some freak with a face the size of a watermelon. So that when I just hit him as hard as I could in the face and I know I broke his nose because you could hear it brake. I felt proud I haven't broken anyone's nose in a while. With that I got up and left. I went straight home where I knew nobody would be to try and fix my face.
When I got home I went up to my room and went straight for the mirror. It really looked bad I mean it was bruised and everything. I would have to wear at look of makeup to cover this up. My mom would total flip when she found out that I was in another fight. I mean with Jesse and Paul fighting and me in it. Let me tell you after that she was mad. So getting a fat lip would not be good for me. So on with the makeup. As I was putting it on I noticed a faint glow in the corner.
"Nombre de Dios, querida what did you do to yourself?" Jesse said with a look of concern. I thought I would melt right then.
"Hey Jesse. Nice to see you to." I said hoping he noticed the sarcasm in that.
"This is no time to be smart Susannah. What happen to you?"
"Well do you want the long version or the short?" I asked grinning at him with my busted lip.
"Susannah."
"Ok fine. I got to school and Paul was there waiting for me. He pulled me inside a closet and kissed." when I said that the scar above Jesse eye stated glowing and I stepped back a step and continued. "I kneed him and then he said that we would be together and I tried to fight him off and thats when he slapped me and I broke his nose and ran."
By that time Jesse had that look on his face. The one he get when he wants to kill someone. Which most of the time is Paul.
"I'm going to kill him. Nobody hurts my querida and gets away with it."
"Jesse please don't go doing anything to get yourself exorcised. I can handle Paul I mean if he hadn't have a hold of my arm I would have beaten the living daylights out of him. This is nothing I mean its looks worse then it feels. It just hurts a little bit and tomorrow my head will look like a watermelon, but really its fine."
"Susannah I will not go after Paul if you don't want me to. Now come here." he said pulling me to the bathroom. Once we got in there he got a wash cloth and wetted it and cleaned my cut. It was really sweet of him. But it hurt like hell.
"Ow God Jesse that hurts."
"Sorry querida, but it needs to be cleaned or it will get infected."
"Thank you Jesse. For Everything."
"Your welcome querida."
Then he kissed me on the forehead. Its not the lips but hey it works. My lips was to busted to kiss anyway. After that we talked about Paul some more and decided that he wasn't worth beating the crap out of.
Chapter 1 'Why Me'
I woke up this morning with sleepy yelling at me to hurry up and get ready or he's leaving without me. And he would to, I was sure if it. So I climbed out of bed and got in the shower when I came out Jesse was sitting on the day bed with Spike. It surprised me that he was here at all. Every since we got back from the shadowland and he kissed me he hadn't been around much. Then Paul Slater comes back and Jesse beat the crap out of him. Then we kissed AGAIN in the cemetery, and you'd think everything would be fine now. Oh no. Not for me. Not for the mediator. NO! Jesse had to move tot he rectory and I hardly ever see him. So I'm starting to wonder why he even kissed me in the first place. God! My life sucks. I was getting my books ready and walking to the door when Jesse got up, walked over to and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Querida are you mad at me?'' he said with a very hot sad look on his face.
I was mad at him. I mean he avoids me after he kissed me not once but twice. But looking at his face and hearing him calling me querida, I couldn't be mad at him.
"No I'm not mad at you. Why would I be?"
"I thought...well never mind. You had better get down stairs before Jake leaves you." Was all he said before disappearing.
I stood there in a daze. What was going on in Jesse's mind? I was snapped out of it when Doc came in threw the doorway.
"Suze come on were leaving."
I headed down stairs and made it to the jeep just as they were getting ready to pull out. Needless to say we got to school late. But nobody noticed. Except him, Paul Slater. He was standing by my homeroom. I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the nearest closet.
"Would you let go of my arm? God that hurts you know." was all I could say before he kissed me. That when I kneed him in the crotch. He gasped on pain and fell backwards on the floor.
"You stupid bitch. You'll pay for that. I'll make sure of it." he said before I punched him in the face.
"Noone calls me a bitch and gets away with it. Make all the threats you want Paul, but know that if you come near me again I will kick your ass." I started to walk out of the closet when Paul grabbed my arm and pulled me back in.
"I'm not threw with you yet. I said we would be together and we WILL."
"I said let go of me." I said trying to fight him off me, but he was too strong.
That when he slapped me across the face. Hard. He split my lip and blood was running down my chin. When I noticed that I got really mad I mean now I was going to look like some freak with a face the size of a watermelon. So that when I just hit him as hard as I could in the face and I know I broke his nose because you could hear it brake. I felt proud I haven't broken anyone's nose in a while. With that I got up and left. I went straight home where I knew nobody would be to try and fix my face.
When I got home I went up to my room and went straight for the mirror. It really looked bad I mean it was bruised and everything. I would have to wear at look of makeup to cover this up. My mom would total flip when she found out that I was in another fight. I mean with Jesse and Paul fighting and me in it. Let me tell you after that she was mad. So getting a fat lip would not be good for me. So on with the makeup. As I was putting it on I noticed a faint glow in the corner.
"Nombre de Dios, querida what did you do to yourself?" Jesse said with a look of concern. I thought I would melt right then.
"Hey Jesse. Nice to see you to." I said hoping he noticed the sarcasm in that.
"This is no time to be smart Susannah. What happen to you?"
"Well do you want the long version or the short?" I asked grinning at him with my busted lip.
"Susannah."
"Ok fine. I got to school and Paul was there waiting for me. He pulled me inside a closet and kissed." when I said that the scar above Jesse eye stated glowing and I stepped back a step and continued. "I kneed him and then he said that we would be together and I tried to fight him off and thats when he slapped me and I broke his nose and ran."
By that time Jesse had that look on his face. The one he get when he wants to kill someone. Which most of the time is Paul.
"I'm going to kill him. Nobody hurts my querida and gets away with it."
"Jesse please don't go doing anything to get yourself exorcised. I can handle Paul I mean if he hadn't have a hold of my arm I would have beaten the living daylights out of him. This is nothing I mean its looks worse then it feels. It just hurts a little bit and tomorrow my head will look like a watermelon, but really its fine."
"Susannah I will not go after Paul if you don't want me to. Now come here." he said pulling me to the bathroom. Once we got in there he got a wash cloth and wetted it and cleaned my cut. It was really sweet of him. But it hurt like hell.
"Ow God Jesse that hurts."
"Sorry querida, but it needs to be cleaned or it will get infected."
"Thank you Jesse. For Everything."
"Your welcome querida."
Then he kissed me on the forehead. Its not the lips but hey it works. My lips was to busted to kiss anyway. After that we talked about Paul some more and decided that he wasn't worth beating the crap out of.