I couldn't get over what had just happened. It was two in the morning, and I had school tomorrow. But no matter how hard I tried to get to sleep, I just couldn't. I couldn't think about anything except You-know-who.
Screw the demons. I had other things to worry about.
"Oh, Jesse…" I murmured under my breath.
"Querida…I am here…"
"Jesse…"
"Querida…"
"Jesse…"
"Querida…"
"Jesse…"
"Querida…"
"Jesse…"
"Oh, please, stop that already, I think I'm gonna gag!"
My eyes snapped open. Damn, I had just been starting to fall asleep. I looked up, half expecting to see Jesse, but then why would he be straddling me like that? Don't tell me he's…
"Wake up, little princess!" the voice said nastily. It was a woman's voice. I squinted…crap…
It was Bianca.
She was smiling at me maliciously, her eyes bright. She was holding something to my throat…a knife? No…her CLAW.
Talk about déjà vu. Does my throat have a "cut me" sign on it or something?
"What do you want?" I asked, hiding my fear.
Bianca grinned at me. "So good of you to ask, Miss Mediator." She got off of me, standing beside my bed. But something was wrong…I couldn't move. I wouldn't move. I tried to kick my legs, flail my arms, do something, anything…
Oh, great, not this again.
"Stand up," Bianca commanded. My body obediently stood up and at attention in front of her. I couldn't speak, so I watched in horror as Bianca's claw came towards my face… She put the tip of her finger on my nose. Okaaaay…
But then something started happening to her. She was…changing, I realized. Her face was melting into a different shape, she was growing shorter, her claws became hands, even her clothes, which was previously a gothic-type dress thing, was changing. And then…
She was me. Her face, her nightie, everything. She had transformed herself to look like me.
And I ask you…who in their right mind would want to look like me???
I would have asked her that myself, had I control of my body.
She smiled at me again. Do you have any idea how weird it is to have your own face smiling at you? It was downright freakish.
Unless you're a twin, of course, but whatever.
"Now, Susannah," she said, sweetly, in my own voice (did I really sound that squeaky?), "I want you to be a good little girl, and crawl under your bed and be absolutely silent."
Why the hell did she want me to do that???
Well, it didn't matter, because I was doing it, whether I wanted to or not.
Once I was wedged under the bed, where I could still look up and see what was going on in my room, I heard Bianca say, "Now I want you to call your boyfriend."
No. No I'm not doing it.
"Call him now."
NOOOOO!!!! I fought with all the energy I had left. I wouldn't let her take Jesse! But it was so hard… I couldn't do it… I tried my best…
But Jesse heard me anyway, and came.
He materialized sitting on the bay window. He looked so beautiful with the moon shining down on him like that. He looked up at Bianca. "Susannah?" he said, looking worried. "Is something wrong?"
YES, JESSE, THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG!!!! HE THOUGHT THAT WAS ME!!!!!
"Yes, Jesse…" Bianca said in a really sad voice. Boy, she was a good actress.
Jesse got up, looking really concerned. He put his hands on Bianca's shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "What is it querida?"
You wanna know what my problem is, Jesse? OK, how about, I'm stuck under the damn bed while you swoon over my demon look alike!
Bianca sniffled. "I - I - I missed you…"
Jesse looked shocked, then he smiled. "You - you missed me?" He felt her forehead. "Are you feeling okay, Susannah?"
Bianca looked like she was about to cry. "Why are you laughing at me, Jesse?" she whispered.
"Oh - oh, you're serious," Jesse said. "Uh…"
"Uh" is right! This girl really doesn't know how to be Susannah Simon, does she? I mean…she was acting pathetic!
She sniffled again. "Oh, Jesse!" she wailed pitifully. "You don't love me!"
What the hell…
Jesse was looking at Bianca with a "What the hell…" expression of his own.
"Um.… Of course I love you, querida… uh…"
Ah, Jesse loves me!
She stopped crying all of sudden. I couldn't see her face, but all I know is, she suddenly jumped on Jesse - I mean, really jumped, like wrapped her legs around his hips and everything - and started heavy-duty kissing him.
I wanted to scream. Except, of course, I couldn't.
Jesse was shocked. He stumbled backwards with the force of her jump, and sort of swung his arms back to keep from falling. His eyes were wide and totally disbelieving. And she was all out - seriously. Tongue and everything.
RAAARRRRRGGGG!!!!! I'M GONNA KILL HER!!!!
Then Jesse sort of hesitantly put his arms around her, and started kissing her back, though not as enthusiastically. He looked very confused.
Yoo, hoo! Here under the bed! I'm down here! Jesse! JESSE, DOWN HERE, DAMMIT!
Then, almost as if he heard me call him, Jesse broke the kiss and literally, I mean literally, dropped Bianca to the floor. It was extremely gratifying to watch. She fell on her butt and looked around, shocked. Jesse was standing rigid, almost like a dog at attention. "Susannah?" he whispered.
Bianca glared at me, then. "Shut the hell up," she thought to me.
"Yeah, right," I thought back.
"Jesse," Bianca barked, stumbling to her feet.
Jesse looked down at her. "Oh, uh…sorry, I thought for a second…"
"Never mind. I'm leaving." She went to my closet and picked something out…my leather mini.
Oh, no you don't!
But she did. She changed clothes right there, in front of Jesse, without even caring. Jesse just kind of blushed and turned around. When Bianca was ready, she said to Jesse, "Alright, let's go." She opened the bay window and started to climb out.
Jesse frowned. "Susannah, you're acting very strange. Where are you going?"
Bianca sighed. "If you must know, I'm going to fight the demons."
Jesse immediately protested. "Susannah, you are not -"
"Yes I am." She said it in this weird way, and her eyes sort of glowed.
"Yes you are," Jesse repeated dully.
"And you are coming with me."
"And I am coming with you."
Great, now she was pulling the mind control thing on Jesse.
Bianca turned and grinned at me savagely. I blinked back, since that was all that I could do, anyway. Then they both dematerialized.
As soon as they were gone, I had control of my body again. I climbed out from under the bed, coughing from all the dust down there. Jeez, what just happened?
Bianca just came and took Jesse away.
Crap.
I ran to my closet, whipping out a pair of black sweats and a black tee. I got my belt, you know, the one with all the tools in it, and put it on. I tied my hair up in a quick ponytail. I jumped out the bay window and climbed down. Then I started running as fast as I could, down the driveway, down the street. Screw the bike, I was mad as anything, and anyway, I needed the exercise. I was going to get my Jesse back. Again.
And I had a pretty good idea of why Bianca had taken him, because according to the what I read, she needed to destroy a pure soul to open the gateway to Hell. And Jesse's about as pure as you can get, believe me.
As I ran through the freezing night, my heart pounding and my thoughts racing, Father Dom's final words came back to me:
"The rip in the dimension is in the chapel. You know, where we exorcised you."
And I knew where to go.
A/N: I know it's short! Sorry, please don't hate me!!! I didn't have too much time though... We are approaching the end of the story, and I'm seriously considering a sequel. But first I want to see how you guys like my story when it's done. Till then... PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Screw the demons. I had other things to worry about.
"Oh, Jesse…" I murmured under my breath.
"Querida…I am here…"
"Jesse…"
"Querida…"
"Jesse…"
"Querida…"
"Jesse…"
"Querida…"
"Jesse…"
"Oh, please, stop that already, I think I'm gonna gag!"
My eyes snapped open. Damn, I had just been starting to fall asleep. I looked up, half expecting to see Jesse, but then why would he be straddling me like that? Don't tell me he's…
"Wake up, little princess!" the voice said nastily. It was a woman's voice. I squinted…crap…
It was Bianca.
She was smiling at me maliciously, her eyes bright. She was holding something to my throat…a knife? No…her CLAW.
Talk about déjà vu. Does my throat have a "cut me" sign on it or something?
"What do you want?" I asked, hiding my fear.
Bianca grinned at me. "So good of you to ask, Miss Mediator." She got off of me, standing beside my bed. But something was wrong…I couldn't move. I wouldn't move. I tried to kick my legs, flail my arms, do something, anything…
Oh, great, not this again.
"Stand up," Bianca commanded. My body obediently stood up and at attention in front of her. I couldn't speak, so I watched in horror as Bianca's claw came towards my face… She put the tip of her finger on my nose. Okaaaay…
But then something started happening to her. She was…changing, I realized. Her face was melting into a different shape, she was growing shorter, her claws became hands, even her clothes, which was previously a gothic-type dress thing, was changing. And then…
She was me. Her face, her nightie, everything. She had transformed herself to look like me.
And I ask you…who in their right mind would want to look like me???
I would have asked her that myself, had I control of my body.
She smiled at me again. Do you have any idea how weird it is to have your own face smiling at you? It was downright freakish.
Unless you're a twin, of course, but whatever.
"Now, Susannah," she said, sweetly, in my own voice (did I really sound that squeaky?), "I want you to be a good little girl, and crawl under your bed and be absolutely silent."
Why the hell did she want me to do that???
Well, it didn't matter, because I was doing it, whether I wanted to or not.
Once I was wedged under the bed, where I could still look up and see what was going on in my room, I heard Bianca say, "Now I want you to call your boyfriend."
No. No I'm not doing it.
"Call him now."
NOOOOO!!!! I fought with all the energy I had left. I wouldn't let her take Jesse! But it was so hard… I couldn't do it… I tried my best…
But Jesse heard me anyway, and came.
He materialized sitting on the bay window. He looked so beautiful with the moon shining down on him like that. He looked up at Bianca. "Susannah?" he said, looking worried. "Is something wrong?"
YES, JESSE, THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG!!!! HE THOUGHT THAT WAS ME!!!!!
"Yes, Jesse…" Bianca said in a really sad voice. Boy, she was a good actress.
Jesse got up, looking really concerned. He put his hands on Bianca's shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "What is it querida?"
You wanna know what my problem is, Jesse? OK, how about, I'm stuck under the damn bed while you swoon over my demon look alike!
Bianca sniffled. "I - I - I missed you…"
Jesse looked shocked, then he smiled. "You - you missed me?" He felt her forehead. "Are you feeling okay, Susannah?"
Bianca looked like she was about to cry. "Why are you laughing at me, Jesse?" she whispered.
"Oh - oh, you're serious," Jesse said. "Uh…"
"Uh" is right! This girl really doesn't know how to be Susannah Simon, does she? I mean…she was acting pathetic!
She sniffled again. "Oh, Jesse!" she wailed pitifully. "You don't love me!"
What the hell…
Jesse was looking at Bianca with a "What the hell…" expression of his own.
"Um.… Of course I love you, querida… uh…"
Ah, Jesse loves me!
She stopped crying all of sudden. I couldn't see her face, but all I know is, she suddenly jumped on Jesse - I mean, really jumped, like wrapped her legs around his hips and everything - and started heavy-duty kissing him.
I wanted to scream. Except, of course, I couldn't.
Jesse was shocked. He stumbled backwards with the force of her jump, and sort of swung his arms back to keep from falling. His eyes were wide and totally disbelieving. And she was all out - seriously. Tongue and everything.
RAAARRRRRGGGG!!!!! I'M GONNA KILL HER!!!!
Then Jesse sort of hesitantly put his arms around her, and started kissing her back, though not as enthusiastically. He looked very confused.
Yoo, hoo! Here under the bed! I'm down here! Jesse! JESSE, DOWN HERE, DAMMIT!
Then, almost as if he heard me call him, Jesse broke the kiss and literally, I mean literally, dropped Bianca to the floor. It was extremely gratifying to watch. She fell on her butt and looked around, shocked. Jesse was standing rigid, almost like a dog at attention. "Susannah?" he whispered.
Bianca glared at me, then. "Shut the hell up," she thought to me.
"Yeah, right," I thought back.
"Jesse," Bianca barked, stumbling to her feet.
Jesse looked down at her. "Oh, uh…sorry, I thought for a second…"
"Never mind. I'm leaving." She went to my closet and picked something out…my leather mini.
Oh, no you don't!
But she did. She changed clothes right there, in front of Jesse, without even caring. Jesse just kind of blushed and turned around. When Bianca was ready, she said to Jesse, "Alright, let's go." She opened the bay window and started to climb out.
Jesse frowned. "Susannah, you're acting very strange. Where are you going?"
Bianca sighed. "If you must know, I'm going to fight the demons."
Jesse immediately protested. "Susannah, you are not -"
"Yes I am." She said it in this weird way, and her eyes sort of glowed.
"Yes you are," Jesse repeated dully.
"And you are coming with me."
"And I am coming with you."
Great, now she was pulling the mind control thing on Jesse.
Bianca turned and grinned at me savagely. I blinked back, since that was all that I could do, anyway. Then they both dematerialized.
As soon as they were gone, I had control of my body again. I climbed out from under the bed, coughing from all the dust down there. Jeez, what just happened?
Bianca just came and took Jesse away.
Crap.
I ran to my closet, whipping out a pair of black sweats and a black tee. I got my belt, you know, the one with all the tools in it, and put it on. I tied my hair up in a quick ponytail. I jumped out the bay window and climbed down. Then I started running as fast as I could, down the driveway, down the street. Screw the bike, I was mad as anything, and anyway, I needed the exercise. I was going to get my Jesse back. Again.
And I had a pretty good idea of why Bianca had taken him, because according to the what I read, she needed to destroy a pure soul to open the gateway to Hell. And Jesse's about as pure as you can get, believe me.
As I ran through the freezing night, my heart pounding and my thoughts racing, Father Dom's final words came back to me:
"The rip in the dimension is in the chapel. You know, where we exorcised you."
And I knew where to go.
A/N: I know it's short! Sorry, please don't hate me!!! I didn't have too much time though... We are approaching the end of the story, and I'm seriously considering a sequel. But first I want to see how you guys like my story when it's done. Till then... PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!