Chapter 4-A Price Utano Amaya
I walked into the office and held out the call slip to the secretary, she let me go into Father Dom's office. As soon as I stepped in and had the door closed I glared at Father Dom. "What are you thinking?!"
"Oh, Susannah, welcome."
"Father Dom! Stop avoiding things! Do you have ANY IDEA who you have let into this school?"
Father looked up at me, "Oh. You mean that new boy, Paul Slater?" It suddenly hit me that while I had told Father Dom about Paul, he hadn't exactly ever met him. So he might not know whom this demon walking through his school was. Well someone would have to tell him.
"Father Dom, doesn't that name ring a bell?" Father Dom thought for a moment, "It sounds familiar, but no, I can't think of anyone. Why, Susannah?"
I had never seen him so...ignorant before. It was really out of character. I think I might have stared for a moment or so because suddenly Father Dom said "Why, Susannah? Should I?"
I shook my head, how could he not know? "Father Dom, do you remember that big mess with lovely miss boyfriend killer?"
He groaned, "How could I forget?"
"Well, remember that boy I told you about, the one who had obviously helped have it all arranged because he couldn't get me to go on a date with him or something?"
Father Dom started to nod, but the nodding slowed as he started to put the puzzle together, "Oh, my...Susannah, that boy isn't...?"
I nodded.
"Oh dear."
"You can say that again." We both sat in silence for a moment, reasoning over what to do. We couldn't exactly expel him or anything, he hadn't done anything wrong as far as the school knew, and we couldn't exactly tell them what he had done. So we just kind of sat there, thinking.
We didn't have any breakthroughs, to say the least.
Finally, Father Dom said, "Well, I guess we'll just have to talk to the boy, and hope he won't do anything dangerous." Father Dom is a very trusting man; he looks for the good in everything. But I had seen Paul do some pretty noxious things, and I was pretty darn sure he was pure evil. I couldn't see how you could find a drop of good in him. But Father Dom was right; we needed to talk. Paul and I seriously needed to talk because there was still the little matter of the book, and the powers that he seemed to have so much control over.
Father Dom and I finally separated, there wasn't really any more to say. Still, I couldn't concentrate at all during my classes. When lunch came around I was happier than a kid following an ice-cream truck. I was relieved to not have to try to pay attention to anything beyond the big problem I was facing.
Of course, I forgot that Paul would be at lunch, too.
As soon as I saw him I froze, which made CeeCee stop and look at me. "What are you doing, Suze?" She followed my gaze, "Oh.... Him."
I looked away quickly and looked at CeeCee, "Listen, just stay away from him, OK? He's...well...he's not a good person."
I could tell CeeCee didn't believe me, "Suze," she said, "I don't know what's going on, but if I didn't 'know' better, I would say you're trying to keep me off him so you can have him all to yourself."
Of course! That's it! I wouldn't want anyone else to have him if I could have this miscreant all to myself! Right. I actually didn't care what CeeCee thought, as long as she stayed away from him. I seriously did not want her to get hurt. That's why, instead of correcting her I just, "Look, CeeCee, just keep away from him." CeeCee just shrugged and we found our usual place with Adam and started to eat, but as soon as I was starting to enjoy myself, Paul-the- evil showed up.
"Suze, We need to talk."
Everyone was looking at me, I just glanced calmly up at him, "Okay then, talk." And continued to eat my sandwich.
"Alone."
I really didn't like the idea of being alone with this guy who was practically a murderer, but CeeCee didn't offer me any escape when I gave her a help plea with my eyes. So I just said, "Fine." And stood up. He led me across the grass to a little abandoned corner of the courtyard. He sat down, and I sat down next to him. "Well?" I said, after we had been sitting for a while. I was actually really proud of myself, after the initial shock of first seeing him I had pretty good control over my voice and body, so I wasn't trembling or anything. Of course, that didn't erase my urge to run.
"Well, do you want to say anything?" he replied.
I thought that was kinda stupid and told him so. "You are the one who brought me over here, you are the one who wanted to talk."
"Well, we do need to talk don't we? Or are you still not ready to find the answers you want?" I thought about it. I thought about it for a really long time. I could feel his gaze on me while he was waiting for a response. Suddenly I could very easily imagine him with red glowing eyes like all the evil guys have in the movies. The thought didn't comfort me. I knew what I had to do. As much as I wanted to avoid it, I knew that Paul could be the key to helping Jesse and possibly many other people. And I knew I would do anything for Jesse, Anything. Which is why I braced myself and said, "I'm ready for anything you have to tell me. I'm ready to know where you got your powers."
Paul smirked, which was indisputably freaky, "I thought so." He leaned back calmly, "But I don't think I'll tell you."
"What?" I exclaimed. "But-"
"I don't think I'll tell you, because you wouldn't help me." I tensed. What did he mean?
"Help you with what?"
He turned to me, eyes narrowed, "Help me bring her back."
'Her' I had a strong feeling that I didn't want to know who that was. My head was screaming "Run away! Run away now!" but I ignored it, "Who?"
He smiled evilly, I cringed, "You may not know this Susannah, but we have the power to bring back the dead."
I nodded, "So I heard."
He seemed surprised that I had that much information, but shook it off, "It is very easy to bring back a ghost, someone who is still in this world, but it is much harder to bring back someone who has moved on." I suddenly had and idea about who "Her" was, I started praying that I was wrong.
"To bring back someone who has moved on you need the power of two, maybe even three people." A lump formed in my throat, my mind began to race: Please, no....
"If I tell you how to increase your power, than when you've reached a good strength you have to help me bring back a dear friend." Please, please, no....
"You might know her,"
He paused,
"her name is Maria De Silva."
NO! The cliffhanger Queen is back! ::dances around the room:: I hope you really like it so far, I'll try to write the next part soon
I walked into the office and held out the call slip to the secretary, she let me go into Father Dom's office. As soon as I stepped in and had the door closed I glared at Father Dom. "What are you thinking?!"
"Oh, Susannah, welcome."
"Father Dom! Stop avoiding things! Do you have ANY IDEA who you have let into this school?"
Father looked up at me, "Oh. You mean that new boy, Paul Slater?" It suddenly hit me that while I had told Father Dom about Paul, he hadn't exactly ever met him. So he might not know whom this demon walking through his school was. Well someone would have to tell him.
"Father Dom, doesn't that name ring a bell?" Father Dom thought for a moment, "It sounds familiar, but no, I can't think of anyone. Why, Susannah?"
I had never seen him so...ignorant before. It was really out of character. I think I might have stared for a moment or so because suddenly Father Dom said "Why, Susannah? Should I?"
I shook my head, how could he not know? "Father Dom, do you remember that big mess with lovely miss boyfriend killer?"
He groaned, "How could I forget?"
"Well, remember that boy I told you about, the one who had obviously helped have it all arranged because he couldn't get me to go on a date with him or something?"
Father Dom started to nod, but the nodding slowed as he started to put the puzzle together, "Oh, my...Susannah, that boy isn't...?"
I nodded.
"Oh dear."
"You can say that again." We both sat in silence for a moment, reasoning over what to do. We couldn't exactly expel him or anything, he hadn't done anything wrong as far as the school knew, and we couldn't exactly tell them what he had done. So we just kind of sat there, thinking.
We didn't have any breakthroughs, to say the least.
Finally, Father Dom said, "Well, I guess we'll just have to talk to the boy, and hope he won't do anything dangerous." Father Dom is a very trusting man; he looks for the good in everything. But I had seen Paul do some pretty noxious things, and I was pretty darn sure he was pure evil. I couldn't see how you could find a drop of good in him. But Father Dom was right; we needed to talk. Paul and I seriously needed to talk because there was still the little matter of the book, and the powers that he seemed to have so much control over.
Father Dom and I finally separated, there wasn't really any more to say. Still, I couldn't concentrate at all during my classes. When lunch came around I was happier than a kid following an ice-cream truck. I was relieved to not have to try to pay attention to anything beyond the big problem I was facing.
Of course, I forgot that Paul would be at lunch, too.
As soon as I saw him I froze, which made CeeCee stop and look at me. "What are you doing, Suze?" She followed my gaze, "Oh.... Him."
I looked away quickly and looked at CeeCee, "Listen, just stay away from him, OK? He's...well...he's not a good person."
I could tell CeeCee didn't believe me, "Suze," she said, "I don't know what's going on, but if I didn't 'know' better, I would say you're trying to keep me off him so you can have him all to yourself."
Of course! That's it! I wouldn't want anyone else to have him if I could have this miscreant all to myself! Right. I actually didn't care what CeeCee thought, as long as she stayed away from him. I seriously did not want her to get hurt. That's why, instead of correcting her I just, "Look, CeeCee, just keep away from him." CeeCee just shrugged and we found our usual place with Adam and started to eat, but as soon as I was starting to enjoy myself, Paul-the- evil showed up.
"Suze, We need to talk."
Everyone was looking at me, I just glanced calmly up at him, "Okay then, talk." And continued to eat my sandwich.
"Alone."
I really didn't like the idea of being alone with this guy who was practically a murderer, but CeeCee didn't offer me any escape when I gave her a help plea with my eyes. So I just said, "Fine." And stood up. He led me across the grass to a little abandoned corner of the courtyard. He sat down, and I sat down next to him. "Well?" I said, after we had been sitting for a while. I was actually really proud of myself, after the initial shock of first seeing him I had pretty good control over my voice and body, so I wasn't trembling or anything. Of course, that didn't erase my urge to run.
"Well, do you want to say anything?" he replied.
I thought that was kinda stupid and told him so. "You are the one who brought me over here, you are the one who wanted to talk."
"Well, we do need to talk don't we? Or are you still not ready to find the answers you want?" I thought about it. I thought about it for a really long time. I could feel his gaze on me while he was waiting for a response. Suddenly I could very easily imagine him with red glowing eyes like all the evil guys have in the movies. The thought didn't comfort me. I knew what I had to do. As much as I wanted to avoid it, I knew that Paul could be the key to helping Jesse and possibly many other people. And I knew I would do anything for Jesse, Anything. Which is why I braced myself and said, "I'm ready for anything you have to tell me. I'm ready to know where you got your powers."
Paul smirked, which was indisputably freaky, "I thought so." He leaned back calmly, "But I don't think I'll tell you."
"What?" I exclaimed. "But-"
"I don't think I'll tell you, because you wouldn't help me." I tensed. What did he mean?
"Help you with what?"
He turned to me, eyes narrowed, "Help me bring her back."
'Her' I had a strong feeling that I didn't want to know who that was. My head was screaming "Run away! Run away now!" but I ignored it, "Who?"
He smiled evilly, I cringed, "You may not know this Susannah, but we have the power to bring back the dead."
I nodded, "So I heard."
He seemed surprised that I had that much information, but shook it off, "It is very easy to bring back a ghost, someone who is still in this world, but it is much harder to bring back someone who has moved on." I suddenly had and idea about who "Her" was, I started praying that I was wrong.
"To bring back someone who has moved on you need the power of two, maybe even three people." A lump formed in my throat, my mind began to race: Please, no....
"If I tell you how to increase your power, than when you've reached a good strength you have to help me bring back a dear friend." Please, please, no....
"You might know her,"
He paused,
"her name is Maria De Silva."
NO! The cliffhanger Queen is back! ::dances around the room:: I hope you really like it so far, I'll try to write the next part soon