Ok, no reviews on the last chapter...but oh well. This is for sure my last update for a while. We are going to be soooo busy with the food drive at school and the family we've 'adopted', And my huge career report. So, I love you guys!
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Just as soon as Marc appeared, he dissappeared.
"What the hell was that?" Jesse asked as he loosened his grip on me.
"Marc." I said as I got up.
"Where are you going?" He asked. When I didn't answer, Jesse came up in front of me and grabbed me by the shoulders.
"Jess, please don't." I whined.
" One, what have I told you about calling me 'Jess'? And two, yes I am. If he's as dangerous as you say he is-"
"-I'm not letting you go, querida." I finished for him. I had heard this speech so many times. So so so many times. I sighed, "Jess...e, look, I'll be fine."
"Where are you going?" I didn't answer. "You're not going to Slater, are you?" Still no answer. "Susannah-"
"Jesse-"
"Susannah!"
"Jesse!" I got out of his grip and ran out of his apartment.
"What are you going to do, genius? I drove you here!" Jesse called when I had made it to the bottom of the stairs. I narrowed my eyes and looked back up at him to see him smirking at me.
I crossed my arm and sat on the bottom step.
"What am I going to do with you, Susannah?" I looked up to see Jesse walking past me, twirling his keys in his hand. "You coming or not?"
I smiled and he reached down and pulled me to his feet.
"Paul, answer you phone!" I said as I dialed his number for the fifth time.
"Hello?"
"Where the heck were you?"
"To what do I owe the pleasure, Miss Simon?"
"Meet us out in your driveway."
"Who's 'us'?" He groaned. "Jesse with you?"
"No, Paul. It's Santa Claus. Of course it's Jesse! Look, my whole existance is a stake here so if you don't mind-"
"I'll be out."
And sure enough, Paul came out just a few minutes later. "Get in the car."
He looked at me. "You are not serious."
"Paul! Get in the stupid car!"
He smirked as he got in the backseat. "Someone didn't take their Midol this morning." Paul said.
Jesse laughed, "At least she didn't have a Christmas tree." Then they both started laughing.
"Would you two shut up? It was only one time."
"Suze, you almost took off Father D's head with a Christmas tree!"
Yeah, you're probably still wondering why this topic keeps coming up...well, let's go back a few weeks at the Winter Formal. Paul and Jesse overheard me tell Cee I didn't take my Midol that day and we teasing me about it. Ok, see when it's 'that time of the month' for me, I can get pretty...well...evil, I guess you could say. Jesse and Paul would not let go about it. So, it got so bad and it made me snap. So, I took one of the Christmas trees and tried to hit them with it.
They ducked.
And guess who I hit?
Yep. Hit him square in the nose.
With a friggin' Christmas tree.
And that lands you a one way spot on Santa's naughty list...well, I was probably already there to begin with, but that didn't help any.
"Where are we going, Princess Midol?" Paul snorted when Jesse said that.
"Jesse, shut up!" I sighed. "Father D's."
"So you can go finish the job?" Paul asked. Jesse was still smiling.
But then again, I guess you could say that was the reason that Jesse and Paul came together. I mean, they finally found one thing they had in common.
Making fun of me and my...erm...cycle.
"Oh, come on, querida. We're just kidding."
"Yeah, Susie-Q."
I was quiet the rest of the way up there.
"Father D? You're attacker's here!" Paul yelled when we got in front of the rectory.
I rolled my eyes and knocked again. Father D opened the door. He looked at little shocked. "What's he got? A nun in there?" Paul asked quietly. I elbowed him and said, "Hey, Father Dom."
"Susannah, Jesse, ...Paul... what are you doing here?"
Paul smirked, "Suze has some news for you. She's pregnant!"
"WHAT!?" Father D yelled.
"What?" Jesse looked at me accusingly.
"I'm what?"
Father D glared at Jesse. Jesse looked at him, "It wasn't...I didn't..."
"He didn't." I said.
"Then who did?" Father D asked.
"Father D, Paul is lying. That's not why we're here. I'm not pregnant." I said. Father D calmed down, "Oh, well...that's good. Come in."
I went in. Paul followed me, but Jesse cut him off, and walked in between us.
So, once again...I had to tell the long story to Paul and Father D.
Which somehow resulted in me and Jesse on the rectory's roof at midnight. Paul was waiting in the cemetery, and Father Dom was in the courtyard.
Yeah, I was the one with protection.
"This is so stupid." I said. It was so cold, I could see my breath.
Jesse walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me. He gently kissed the back off my neck.
"PDA!" Someone yelled.
I'll be honest. I was expecting to turn around and see Paul standing behind us...but what I got was...
Marc.
And he was dressed in all black.
He was 'Creepy Guy'.
"You don't happen to have a Christmas tree with you, do you?" Jesse asked as he pushed me behind him.
"All out." I said.
"You're not that hard to figure out, Miss Simon." Marc said as he took a step towards us. "I knew you would believe me. I knew you would break the necklace...I can see right through you."
I looked at Jesse who almost looked as if he was resisting an urge to laugh. Hey, I was too. Marc seriously needed better lines.
But we weren't laughing when Marc through us off the roof.
I hate him.
But, being the quick little thinker I am (not being sarcastic this time) I put my hands below me, and created a little forcefield, catching us before we hit the ground.
"I knew there was a reason I fell in love with you." Jesse said when I helped him up.
"Duck."
"What?"
"DUCK!" I pushed him down. As soon as we hit the ground, a piece of the roof hit where we were just standing.
"I hate this fruitloop!" I said as I rolled off of Jesse.
"Come on." Jesse grabbed my hand and we ran. We ran all the way until we came to the Mission's courtyard.
"Father D?" He walked from where he had been standing.
"Children, are you alright?"
"No, he's here." Jesse said, breathing heavily. He looked down at me, "Susannah, what are you looking at?" He followed my gaze and laughed.
"It's not funny." I said as I took my gaze off of the Junipperra Serra head.
"He smiling at you, querida?"
"Yeah, go ahead and laugh. You didn't have 50 pounds of Serra head in your stomach." I said as I followed him and Father D into the cemetery. "He could be following us. I mean, how do you know he won't start uprooting tree and start hurling them at us."
Jesse laughed again as he wrapped his arm around me, "Haven't we been over this?"
"Yeah, but he's a demon from hell."
"So was Heather." He said.
"No she wasn't. She was just a heartbroken teenager. This guy isn't dead. This guys is-" I never got to finish that, nor could I even recall a minute later what I was going to say.
That's because an uprooted tree came flying past us.
"Ha! In your face, Jesse! I told you!"
"Susannah-" He ran over and pushed me down. I screamed, because the tree landed right beside us.
"Oh my gosh. Where's Father D?"
"Children, just go!" I heard him yell.
"But, Father-"
"Jesse, take Susannah and go." Jesse looked over in that direction for a minute before literally grabbing me and running with me.
"Jesse-"
"Susannah!" I started running back to where Father D was. "Susannah." He grabbed me. "No!"
"But, Jesse-"
"There's no time. I'm not losing you." I looked into his eyes, and saw a look I hardly ever saw.
Fear.
And when Jesse was scared..well, I should be too. I haven't seen that look since that day we were in the Shadowland.
I looked back to where Father D was, then reluctantly went back with Jesse
We ran through the Mission's hallways, and ironically, we locked ourselves in Mr. Walden's room. Just like that day with Heather.
Only this wasn't Heather.
This was a demon from hell...
Literally.
Maybe even the devil himself, for all I knew.
"Jesse-" I said. I was shaking almost uncontrollably now, and I was crying. I hated crying in front of Jesse. I knew it killed Jesse to see me cry as much as it killed me to cry.
"Shh, querida." He said in one of the softest voices I had ever heard him use. He put his arms tightly around me and rested his head on mine.
Then, we heard a loud bang on the door. "Miss Simon? Mr de Silva? Come out and play."
Which, that would have been funny if I wasn't scared beyond all reasons.
"Damn it." Jesse said. "Susannah, go."
"Jesse, I'm not leaving you."
"Just go." He pleaded. I looked at him for a minute, then another loud bang. "Susannah."
I leaned up and kissed him, "Be careful." I ran over to the window. I looked back just once more and Jesse said, "Hurry."
I jumped out the window and ran as fast as I could to the cemetery. "Suze!" Paul grabbed me. "What the hell is going on up there? Where's Father Dom and Jesse?" He saw me crying and brought me into his arms.
Then, the windows in Mr. Walden's room blew out.
"Oh no." Paul whispered.
Jesse.
I lost him again.
"Come on. We've got to get out of here." Came a voice from behind me. I turned around to see Jesse walking towards us.
"Jesse!" I ran up to him and threw my arms around him.
"Ow!" I pulled back and saw that his shoulder was bleeding. He saw my expression and said, "Querida, it's just a cut. Don't worry." He smiled.
"I thought I lost you again." He smiled again and kissed me.
"Um, guys. I hate to break up your little moment...but...we've got a problem." We looked up and saw flames shooting out of the Mission.
"Come on." Paul grabbed my hand and pulled me. Jesse followed.
"Wait." I said, pulling myself from Paul's grasp. "Father Dom." Jesse and Paul exchanged glances.
"Me and Jesse will go after him. You go get in the car."
"Paul-"
"Susannah, we'll go. Get in the car." He threw me the keys. "And turn it on. Because as soon as we get back...we're getting out of here."
"But-"
"Suze."
"Fine." They watched me run to the car, before they left to go find Father D.
I got into the car, locked the doors, and started it up.
"Come on, guys!" I said. They'd been gone for 10 minutes, and I was getting worried. So, I did what any of you would do in this situation.
I drove the car through the cemetery.
What? You didn't actually think I was going to walk, did you?
"I am so sorry!" I said as I drove over graves.
Wow, it I wasn't already going to hell for bugging that confessional, I was sure going now.
"JESSE GET YOU SPANISH BUTT IN THE CAR RIGHT NOW!" I yelled when I saw Jesse and Paul help Father D over to where I was.
"Susannah, what the hell?"
"What? You didn't think I'd walk did you? I mean, if Marc came after me, all I'd have to do is run over him. Now get in the car!"
Paul and Father D got into the backseat and Jesse got in and sat beside me.
"Seatbealts, everyone. This is going to be a bumpy ride."
I felt like I was in a James Bond or Mission Impossible movie. This would be so cool if I wasn't scared that I was about to die.
I need my own theme song!
"Susannah, drive!!!" Jesse yelled. Marc was catching up to us.
"How is he doing that?" I said looking back at him.
"LOOK OUT!! SUZE!" I looked out the windshield and saw that I was about to run into the Mission's wall.
"Oh my gosh!" I said and I let go of the wheel and closed my eyes.
"Susannah!" Jesse yelled. He pratically had to jump into my lap and grab the wheel. We spun completly around.
"Move." Jesse said. I went under, Jesse went over and by some miracle we managed to switch seats.
He floored it and we flew out of the cemetery onto the road. The next thing I knew, we were speeding around Big Sur.
"I think we lost him." I said.
"We can't be too sure." Jesse said.
"How ya doing, Father D?" I asked.
"A little bruised, but fine."
"Fine? Father Dom, you broke your leg. I think that's more than a little bruised." Paul pointed out.
"Oh no." Jesse said.
"What?" I looked out the windshield and saw Marc standing in front of us.
Gosh, you know Micheal Myers in the Halloween movies? No matter how fast you run, or in this case drive, he always manages to catch up?
Yeah, this was like Marc.
"Jesse! Stop the car!"
"I can't!"
"What do you mean you can't?" I looked down and saw that his foot was off the gas.
Marc waved at us as we sped by him.
And the next thing I knew, we were flying, literally, off the cliff.
Just like the RLS Angels.
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