Oh. My. Goodness. Do you all hate me? Please don't hate me! I know its been a year… I know. I can't believe I just… I don't know. I went through a period where my computer crashed, and I just didn't update anything because EVERYTHING was lost. But I've had a new computer for a few months, and I didn't update because of softball. I still can't believe I wanted almost a YEAR. I'm sorry. Won't happen again. Because I'm going to finish this story, and SOON.
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
Well, hope some of you are still reading… If not… I'm sorry it took so long. And if you are, THANKS FOR STICKING WITH ME!
Chapters in this one: Jesse isn't in chapters 4-8, so these are what I thought he'd be thinking during the time that Suze is at school.
So what you had asked for (more of Jesse's thoughts) is done in this one :)
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I was wandering in the beyond for a bit while she collected herself. Maybe she hadn't meant to act the way she did.
I wondered about her. I've been watching this family, as I believe I already said. They seem like a nice family. It made my heart ache for mis hermanas. I missed them. I missed my sisters.
But this girl… Her mother had said that her father had died. So who was Andy to her?
I have come to know that in recent years, remarriage is a common practice. But the girl's father had passed (I briefly wondered if he had taken his time, as I have), and so her mother had remarried.
My heart went out to her. At the same time though, I was angry. How dare she try to kick me out of my own room? I had been there for one hundred and fifty years! She couldn't just kick me out.
So I decided to give her another chance. I mean, maybe she was just frustrated. I can understand that, if she's been forced to leave her home, and she is without her father.
Maybe I should regard her in a more kind way. It does sound as if she's been through quite a lot.
But I couldn't resist poking fun at her. Just once.
That night, before she went to bed, I made sure to be outside her window. Oh Susannah, don't you cry for me…
The thing about not speaking to anyone for 150 years is that when you finally do find someone to talk to, that's all you want to do.
And all I wanted to do was talk to Susannah Simon.
And when I didn't see her for a few days, all I did was wonder about her. Where did she come from? Why was she here? Why could she see me? What happened to her father? How did he die?
I don't want to sound prying, but she really intrigued me. She wasn't like other girls. She was… not the kind that would have been accepted in my time. But she was beautiful. Bellísima.
It sort of bothered me that I found her so attractive. This girl was so… unconventional. So different from the girls that I would have sought out for myself back then. Or rather, the girls that were sought for me.
My mind quickly drifted to Maria… But I would not let myself think about her.
She was the past. Things had been done with her for a long time…
But then I thought back to what Susannah had said. If that was true… why was I still here?
I shook of the uncomfortable feeling that was forming in the pit of my stomach. I hated thinking about my death.
I briefly wondered when Susannah would be home.
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I know its short, but I wanted to get it OUT. Now he will appear again in chapter 9, and then I will be able to continue easier. It'll almost be half-way through the book then. And updates will hopefully get longer now.
I'll have an update as soon as I finish it (or if you give me 15 reviews. This may sound like a lot, but its about the same amount I've gotten for the other chapters.)
But most likely, I will just post when its finished—it should be done soon anyway.
And someone said it doesn't sound like Jesse... Any ideas how to fix it?
Love,
Monica