A/N: Updated fast, didn't I? Yup...updated before I had to endure reviews for my sucky lemon...
Angel Wings-Chapter 8
As I walked into the throne room, the first thing I noticed was that it was darker than usual. Which made sense, since Paul was angry today. And with good reason.
I was, also.
Then my eyes fell upon the brooding figure sitting on his throne, covered in shadows. "Your grace, Unholy One," I intoned dramatically. "Why have you requested my presence?"
He stood up slowly, cat-like, and made his way over to me, stopping inches away from me. He looked at me with horrible rage in his eyes, and for a second, I thought he would kill me.
Then he said, in a tone that chilled me with its calm anger, "Because, Bianca, I am getting impatient. I'm doing it tonight."
"But-"
"Don't 'but' me. I will have her tonight. And he will die tonight…and I will have my power again…" He turned away from me, his fists clenching and unclenching. "He touched her," he muttered. "He touched her in ways only I should. He…he made love to her…he took away her virginity…"
What a baby, I couldn't help but think. I was carefully shielding all my thoughts from him. He would kill me if he knew what I was plotting.
"Very well, then," I said loudly so I could catch his attention again. Then, out of pure curiosity, "How do you intend to gain back the power that Jesse took?"
Paul turned towards me, and there was an evil glint in his eye. "I must possess him, and destroy his essence."
"…his...essence?"
"Yes," Paul said, then he snapped his fingers, calling up a holographic image of Susannah, smiling and blowing kisses at him. He gazed at the image wistfully, then reached out a hand…when the hand passed through the image, though, his moodiness returned. "Yes," he repeated, now glaring at the image, "I must do battle with his soul. And…then I must absorb his soul into my own. That's what I did to my father…when he wouldn't let me have Suze…he left me no choice…"
A shiver ran through my body as Paul spoke of how
he murdered his father.
He turned back towards me. "Tonight we will do it. Tonight the universe will be mine. You are dismissed."
He turned away, and walked back into the shadows, sitting imposingly on his throne. With a final bow, I walked out of the throne room. And released the breath I had been holding in.
I slinked through the massive halls of the dark palace, avoiding other demons. I always avoided them. Because if they caught me, they would mock me. Mock me for what I was.
Finally, I reached the door to my chambers. With one last look around to make sure no one had seen me, I slipped in quietly. As soon as I stepped in, a blazing fire roared to life, casting flickering lights on the large, cold room.
I would never get used to this place.
I snapped my fingers, calling up that holographic image of the man I loved and hated with all my heart. I approached the image, and looked into the dark eyes, which were gazing at me with laughter in them.
He touched her…and not me…
With a scream, I swiped angrily at the image. It flickered, but if anything, his smile seemed to grow wider.
"I hate you…you horrible bastard…I'll never forgive you for what you did to me…"
Tears were filling my eyes.
"And yet…"
I turned and walked away from the image, pulling a small dagger out of my belt as I went, the hate slowly filling me, until I thought I would burst. "I'll never let him kill you," I assured the image. "I'll protect you from him, I promise…"
I turned quickly, and flung the knife as hard as I could at the image. The knife went through him, and buried itself to the hilt in the wall behind him. Once again, he flickered, but didn't vanish.
"…but only so I can kill you myself."
It was around noon when I finally limped into the kitchen for breakfast.
Yeah, you read that right: limped. And I'm sure you can guess why.
But I had a huge smile plastered onto my face, and I get rubbing the stone on my finger.
I went in and sat down at the table, along with Dopey and Doc. Sleepy was already out delivering "za". He didn't really need to save his money any more, but I guess it gave him an excuse to drive around his new Camaro. Dopey looked as clueless as ever, but I couldn't help but notice how Doc was looking at me with an almost accusatory glare. He had bags under
his eyes also, like he hadn't slept all night.
Andy turned, balancing his tuna special on a tray. Guess I missed breakfast. As he was passing out plates, he said to me, "That's a pretty nasty limp you've got there, Suze. Did you bang you're knee or something?"
"Oh, she got banged alright," I heard Doc mutter. Oh, *shit, he must have heard what was going on. I could feel myself turning a deep crimson, and I bent over my plate and started eating, hoping no one would notice.
At that moment, Mom waltzed in, and she seemed to be in a good mood. "Morning everyone!" She gave Andy a peck on the cheek, then sat down.
Andy finally sat down, and announced, "Ok, everybody's here…except one of my sons who decided to work overtime…but we can enjoy this feast without him, then!"
By the time Andy finished this little speech, everyone was already eating. Doc kept casting me dirty looks over the table, which I didn't appreciate. I avoided looking over at him, and as soon as I was done eating, I got up quickly, and said, "Well-um, I'm going to the mall with Cee Cee, so um-"
"Suzie!" my mom suddenly squealed, and I flinched at the hated nickname. "Where did you get that ring? It's beautiful!"
I subconsciously rubbed the stone on my finger again, my mind working over time for an excuse. "Um-uh-Cee Cee…um-she went to the planetarium last week, and she brought this ring…it's, um…a genuine mars rock."
My mom blinked in surprise. "Mars?"
"Yeah, it came from Mars. Now if you'll excuse me…" I got up and left the house as fast as I could, got in the rambler, and drove towards the mall. That was seriously a close one. And Doc seems to know what I was doing last night…
I pulled my cell phone out of my purse, and pushed the speed dial for Cee Cee's phone. It rang two times, then she picked up.
"Hello? Is that you, Suze?"
"Yeah-I'm on my way to the mall now."
"Suze! You're two hours late! Adam and I have been waiting…"
"Yeah, and I'm sure you entertained yourselves quite well without me."
I could already see Cee Cee's red face.
"Um…yeah, well…you still shouldn't be two hours late!"
"Yeah, Cee, I gotta go, k? I'm turning into the parking lot right now, so I'll see you in a few."
I hung up and found a parking easily enough. The drawback? It was about a mile away from the building. By the time I reached the mall, I was fully dehydrated from the intense heat.
I really need to get in shape.
I found Adam and Cee Cee at Mandee's. Cee Cee was grabbing as much clothes as she could, and dumping it all onto a very confused looking Adam, chatting away the whole time. When they caught sight of me, Cee Cee practically screamed, "Suze, it's about time!" which made Adam drop everything he was holding, namely, a pile of designer clothes roughly my height.
I didn't give her a chance to scold me. I just grabbed her wrist, already getting really excited, and started dragging her from the store.
"Suze! Where are we going?!"
"I want to introduce you to someone," I said, smiling broadly as I pushed through the crowds of people, heading towards Super Cuts, which was only a few stores away.
"Ooh!" Cee Cee squealed. "Is it a guy? Huh? Is he hot?"
"You'll see," I said, stopping in front of the store. I peeked in. This was where Jesse said he would be waiting but…he wasn't here. He must be late.
"Where is he?" Cee Cee was whispering. "Is he that hottie over there in the corner? Or that one in the chair-oh, wait, that's a girl-or-oh god, please don't say it's that guy getting his hair cut, or I might be forced to dump Adam!"
"Oh, really?" someone said right behind us. We turned to see a very annoyed looking Adam glaring at Cee Cee.
"Oh, um…" Cee Cee laughed nervously. "Kidding, kidding…"
I tuned out the rest of the conversation as I looked around again, now getting a little worried. Where was my fiancée?
"Oh, hey, Suze!" an annoying, feminine voice said. It was Kelly Prescott and her little gang of buddies.
"Hey," I said, not nearly as enthusiastic as her.
She came to stand in front of me, her friends standing around her like a shield. "Long time no see! How's your summer been so far?"
"Oh, same old stuff. Nothing much has been happening. And you?"
"Oh, me? Well, let's see, on Wednesday I got an incredible pedicure from Feet Inc., you know, that place across from the school? And then I met this hottie from another town, and we've been dating…oh, Suze you've got to see this guy to believe him, he's simply delicious! We've been dating, and-"
Then something happened to Kelly. It was strange, like some kind of chain reaction. First she was cut off in mid-sentence, her mouth hanging open like a fish. Then her eyes widened, her mouth opened even wider. Then her whole face went kind of slack, and her eyes half-closed, making her look like Sleepy. Finally, this pleasant, dreamy smile appeared on her lips, making her look like she just got high on white-out or something. "Who is that god that just walked in?" she said, looking about ready to faint.
I turned, and grinned. He grinned right back at me.
"Must-say-hi-" Kelly began walking towards Jesse, her arms outstretched like those zombies in Night of the Living Dead. She nearly fainted from shock when Jesse breezed right past her as if she weren't there and came right up to me, grabbing me and giving me a quick, but thorough, kiss.
Cee Cee and Adam were right behind us, and I looked at them with a nervous smile. "Um, guys, this is Jesse, my fian-um, boyfriend."
Jesse and I had agreed it would be for the best if we didn't tell anyone we were engaged just yet. We would wait until I finished college.
Cee Cee's eyes widened in recognition. "Hey, that's the guy you were telling me about yesterday!" She took Jesse's hand, shaking it. "Hi, my name is Cee Cee, and this is Adam. And, um, that girl over there-" she pointed at Kelly, who was staring at Jesse with her mouth opening and closing mechanically, trying to comprehend what had just happened, "-is Kelly." She leaned in conspiratorially, and said quietly, "-but I recommend that you stay away from her at all costs."
Jesse laughed. "Um…ok, then. Nice to meet you, Cee Cee." I smiled when he said that. It was so nice being able to introduce Jesse to my friends.
"Hi, my name is Kelly Prescott," Kelly, having finally snapped out of her trance, said as she shoved Cee Cee out of the way. "And here's my phone number." She handed him a slip of paper. Jesse looked at it with some confusion. "Call me when you want to party for real."
Then she walked out of the shop like she owned the place. I glared after her, seething.
"Who the hell does she think she is?! Waltzing in here like the world is in her hands, and-"
Jesse silenced me by placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. "Susannah, come on, let's go. Don't worry about her, I'm already taken." He threw the paper with Kelly's number on it in a nearby trash bin for emphasis.
I blinked. "Yeah, but-"
"Susannah, don't ruin the day because of a person like that," he said, grabbing my shoulders and steering me out of Super Cuts towards a very amused looking Cee Cee and Adam.
I think I can honestly say that this was the greatest day of my life, at least so far. It just meant so much to me to finally be able to do normal, every-day things with Jesse.
First, we went back to Mandee's, where Cee Cee and I modeled clothes for Jesse and Adam. I purposely picked out the most flirty outfits I could find, just for Jesse. He actually blushed when I came out in a very revealing red dress, which cut off just below my butt, along with black boots that went up to my knees. Since he seemed to like that outfit, I bought it, (or at least I tried to, since the moment I set the clothes on the counter, Jesse whipped out a few hundreds and paid for them himself) along with a few more thongs for him to enjoy, a new bikini (which I enjoyed modeling for him very much, thank you), and a black tank top that said "Queen of the Dead". Just so he wouldn't forget who he belongs to. Not that he would.
I nearly cried when, later on, Jesse paid for my pizza. He, never having had pizza before, instantly fell in love with it. When we went to the movies after that, tears actually did fill my eyes as Jesse paid for our tickets, took my hand, and led me in.
Where was he getting all this money, anyway? I thought as he bought us popcorn, and then anything else I wanted, which, since I didn't want to look like I was mooching off of him, was just a bag of M&Ms.
I asked him this as we were sitting in the theater, waiting for the movie to begin. He simply turned to me and said, his eyes twinkling, "Well, Susannah, I got a job, of course."
"Yeah, but…well, what job? Because you seem pretty damn rich to me…"
He laughed quietly. "It is a good job."
"What's the job?" I asked again, getting a little peeved.
He kissed the top of my head affectionately, then leaned his head on my shoulder. "If I told you, I'd have to kill you," he said, sounding pretty serious.
"Is it something illegal?" I said, my eyes getting wide. If Jesse turned out to kill people for a living or something, I don't know if I would be able to marry him.
Jesse only chuckled, a deep sound that made me shiver, and not with fear.
Well, I have to say that we didn't pay much attention to the movie.
Later, after we had said good bye to Adam and Cee Cee, Jesse and I headed for an Italian bistro, called "Fit For a King". This place was known for being the fanciest restaurant in town. Only the rich people came to this place. Seriously, the cheapest plate was like, thirty-five bucks. Jesse only smiled at me when I informed him of this, and said, "I know."
It turns out he already made reservations for us there, and he paid extra cash so that we could sit on the roof, beneath the stars. We were the only ones on the roof. As we sat down, there was already what looked like a bottle of wine waiting for us, but it actually turned out to be soda.
"No underage drinking for you," Jesse said as he poured a glass for me while wagging his finger reproachfully at me.
I looked around. This was seriously a perfect night. It was warm and breezy, the stars overhead were twinkling brightly, and Jesse looked so great, smiling at me over the table. He lifted his glass of soda, and I did, too. "A toast," he said, his eyes twinkling playfully, "to great *sex."
I rolled my eyes at him, but smiled in spite of myself. "Yeah, whatever…and, um-to a life of happiness together."
"Cheers," Jesse said, and our glasses chinked.
I picked up the menu and scanned it. I didn't know half the stuff that was on there. But I was too distracted by Jesse's hand, which was drumming lightly on the table, to read it, anyway.
"Thanks, Jesse," I said quietly. "Thanks for…everything. Not just the restaurant…everything. You've always been there for me, and I'll love you forever because of that."
A violin started playing in the background, and I felt like I was in a sappy romance movie.
"I didn't do anymore than you did for me, Susannah," Jesse replied, taking my hand.
We were silent for a few more minutes, checking out our menus. Then I broke the silence with my graceful and ever-witty mouth.
"Um, Jesse…what is this stuff, anyway?"
Jesse looked up, and saw I was referring to the menu. "Oh…how about I order for you, then? I know some stuff on here that you would love."
"Um, ok," was my smooth and sexy reply.
When the waitress came up, Jesse ordered two plates of something that seriously sounded like it was in German or something. But that's ok, because it turned out to be really delicious, even if it did look like a pile of mush. I dug in, completely forgetting my manners…at least until Jesse started cracking up. That was when I realized how stupid I looked, inhaling this stuff like I hadn't eaten in days.
Besides that one embarrassing moment, the dinner was perfect, an absolute dream…it was when Jesse dropped me off home (how the hell did he manage to afford a brand-new black corvette, anyway?!?) that everything went all wrong.
Oh, the good-bye kiss was perfect, believe me. Actually, it was a little more than a kiss, but that's beside the point. No, I didn't get into any fights with my family or anything. We weren't robbed or anything, nobody was dead.
The problem was, that when I turned on the lights to my room and closed the door behind me, planning on taking a nice, hot bath and reading some Danielle Steel (can you tell I'm obsessed?), someone grabbed me from behind and put a knife to my throat.
And it sure as hell wasn't Jesse.
A/N: Well, I have nothing to say, so just REVIEW dammit!!!!!
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Angel Wings-Chapter 8
As I walked into the throne room, the first thing I noticed was that it was darker than usual. Which made sense, since Paul was angry today. And with good reason.
I was, also.
Then my eyes fell upon the brooding figure sitting on his throne, covered in shadows. "Your grace, Unholy One," I intoned dramatically. "Why have you requested my presence?"
He stood up slowly, cat-like, and made his way over to me, stopping inches away from me. He looked at me with horrible rage in his eyes, and for a second, I thought he would kill me.
Then he said, in a tone that chilled me with its calm anger, "Because, Bianca, I am getting impatient. I'm doing it tonight."
"But-"
"Don't 'but' me. I will have her tonight. And he will die tonight…and I will have my power again…" He turned away from me, his fists clenching and unclenching. "He touched her," he muttered. "He touched her in ways only I should. He…he made love to her…he took away her virginity…"
What a baby, I couldn't help but think. I was carefully shielding all my thoughts from him. He would kill me if he knew what I was plotting.
"Very well, then," I said loudly so I could catch his attention again. Then, out of pure curiosity, "How do you intend to gain back the power that Jesse took?"
Paul turned towards me, and there was an evil glint in his eye. "I must possess him, and destroy his essence."
"…his...essence?"
"Yes," Paul said, then he snapped his fingers, calling up a holographic image of Susannah, smiling and blowing kisses at him. He gazed at the image wistfully, then reached out a hand…when the hand passed through the image, though, his moodiness returned. "Yes," he repeated, now glaring at the image, "I must do battle with his soul. And…then I must absorb his soul into my own. That's what I did to my father…when he wouldn't let me have Suze…he left me no choice…"
A shiver ran through my body as Paul spoke of how
he murdered his father.
He turned back towards me. "Tonight we will do it. Tonight the universe will be mine. You are dismissed."
He turned away, and walked back into the shadows, sitting imposingly on his throne. With a final bow, I walked out of the throne room. And released the breath I had been holding in.
I slinked through the massive halls of the dark palace, avoiding other demons. I always avoided them. Because if they caught me, they would mock me. Mock me for what I was.
Finally, I reached the door to my chambers. With one last look around to make sure no one had seen me, I slipped in quietly. As soon as I stepped in, a blazing fire roared to life, casting flickering lights on the large, cold room.
I would never get used to this place.
I snapped my fingers, calling up that holographic image of the man I loved and hated with all my heart. I approached the image, and looked into the dark eyes, which were gazing at me with laughter in them.
He touched her…and not me…
With a scream, I swiped angrily at the image. It flickered, but if anything, his smile seemed to grow wider.
"I hate you…you horrible bastard…I'll never forgive you for what you did to me…"
Tears were filling my eyes.
"And yet…"
I turned and walked away from the image, pulling a small dagger out of my belt as I went, the hate slowly filling me, until I thought I would burst. "I'll never let him kill you," I assured the image. "I'll protect you from him, I promise…"
I turned quickly, and flung the knife as hard as I could at the image. The knife went through him, and buried itself to the hilt in the wall behind him. Once again, he flickered, but didn't vanish.
"…but only so I can kill you myself."
It was around noon when I finally limped into the kitchen for breakfast.
Yeah, you read that right: limped. And I'm sure you can guess why.
But I had a huge smile plastered onto my face, and I get rubbing the stone on my finger.
I went in and sat down at the table, along with Dopey and Doc. Sleepy was already out delivering "za". He didn't really need to save his money any more, but I guess it gave him an excuse to drive around his new Camaro. Dopey looked as clueless as ever, but I couldn't help but notice how Doc was looking at me with an almost accusatory glare. He had bags under
his eyes also, like he hadn't slept all night.
Andy turned, balancing his tuna special on a tray. Guess I missed breakfast. As he was passing out plates, he said to me, "That's a pretty nasty limp you've got there, Suze. Did you bang you're knee or something?"
"Oh, she got banged alright," I heard Doc mutter. Oh, *shit, he must have heard what was going on. I could feel myself turning a deep crimson, and I bent over my plate and started eating, hoping no one would notice.
At that moment, Mom waltzed in, and she seemed to be in a good mood. "Morning everyone!" She gave Andy a peck on the cheek, then sat down.
Andy finally sat down, and announced, "Ok, everybody's here…except one of my sons who decided to work overtime…but we can enjoy this feast without him, then!"
By the time Andy finished this little speech, everyone was already eating. Doc kept casting me dirty looks over the table, which I didn't appreciate. I avoided looking over at him, and as soon as I was done eating, I got up quickly, and said, "Well-um, I'm going to the mall with Cee Cee, so um-"
"Suzie!" my mom suddenly squealed, and I flinched at the hated nickname. "Where did you get that ring? It's beautiful!"
I subconsciously rubbed the stone on my finger again, my mind working over time for an excuse. "Um-uh-Cee Cee…um-she went to the planetarium last week, and she brought this ring…it's, um…a genuine mars rock."
My mom blinked in surprise. "Mars?"
"Yeah, it came from Mars. Now if you'll excuse me…" I got up and left the house as fast as I could, got in the rambler, and drove towards the mall. That was seriously a close one. And Doc seems to know what I was doing last night…
I pulled my cell phone out of my purse, and pushed the speed dial for Cee Cee's phone. It rang two times, then she picked up.
"Hello? Is that you, Suze?"
"Yeah-I'm on my way to the mall now."
"Suze! You're two hours late! Adam and I have been waiting…"
"Yeah, and I'm sure you entertained yourselves quite well without me."
I could already see Cee Cee's red face.
"Um…yeah, well…you still shouldn't be two hours late!"
"Yeah, Cee, I gotta go, k? I'm turning into the parking lot right now, so I'll see you in a few."
I hung up and found a parking easily enough. The drawback? It was about a mile away from the building. By the time I reached the mall, I was fully dehydrated from the intense heat.
I really need to get in shape.
I found Adam and Cee Cee at Mandee's. Cee Cee was grabbing as much clothes as she could, and dumping it all onto a very confused looking Adam, chatting away the whole time. When they caught sight of me, Cee Cee practically screamed, "Suze, it's about time!" which made Adam drop everything he was holding, namely, a pile of designer clothes roughly my height.
I didn't give her a chance to scold me. I just grabbed her wrist, already getting really excited, and started dragging her from the store.
"Suze! Where are we going?!"
"I want to introduce you to someone," I said, smiling broadly as I pushed through the crowds of people, heading towards Super Cuts, which was only a few stores away.
"Ooh!" Cee Cee squealed. "Is it a guy? Huh? Is he hot?"
"You'll see," I said, stopping in front of the store. I peeked in. This was where Jesse said he would be waiting but…he wasn't here. He must be late.
"Where is he?" Cee Cee was whispering. "Is he that hottie over there in the corner? Or that one in the chair-oh, wait, that's a girl-or-oh god, please don't say it's that guy getting his hair cut, or I might be forced to dump Adam!"
"Oh, really?" someone said right behind us. We turned to see a very annoyed looking Adam glaring at Cee Cee.
"Oh, um…" Cee Cee laughed nervously. "Kidding, kidding…"
I tuned out the rest of the conversation as I looked around again, now getting a little worried. Where was my fiancée?
"Oh, hey, Suze!" an annoying, feminine voice said. It was Kelly Prescott and her little gang of buddies.
"Hey," I said, not nearly as enthusiastic as her.
She came to stand in front of me, her friends standing around her like a shield. "Long time no see! How's your summer been so far?"
"Oh, same old stuff. Nothing much has been happening. And you?"
"Oh, me? Well, let's see, on Wednesday I got an incredible pedicure from Feet Inc., you know, that place across from the school? And then I met this hottie from another town, and we've been dating…oh, Suze you've got to see this guy to believe him, he's simply delicious! We've been dating, and-"
Then something happened to Kelly. It was strange, like some kind of chain reaction. First she was cut off in mid-sentence, her mouth hanging open like a fish. Then her eyes widened, her mouth opened even wider. Then her whole face went kind of slack, and her eyes half-closed, making her look like Sleepy. Finally, this pleasant, dreamy smile appeared on her lips, making her look like she just got high on white-out or something. "Who is that god that just walked in?" she said, looking about ready to faint.
I turned, and grinned. He grinned right back at me.
"Must-say-hi-" Kelly began walking towards Jesse, her arms outstretched like those zombies in Night of the Living Dead. She nearly fainted from shock when Jesse breezed right past her as if she weren't there and came right up to me, grabbing me and giving me a quick, but thorough, kiss.
Cee Cee and Adam were right behind us, and I looked at them with a nervous smile. "Um, guys, this is Jesse, my fian-um, boyfriend."
Jesse and I had agreed it would be for the best if we didn't tell anyone we were engaged just yet. We would wait until I finished college.
Cee Cee's eyes widened in recognition. "Hey, that's the guy you were telling me about yesterday!" She took Jesse's hand, shaking it. "Hi, my name is Cee Cee, and this is Adam. And, um, that girl over there-" she pointed at Kelly, who was staring at Jesse with her mouth opening and closing mechanically, trying to comprehend what had just happened, "-is Kelly." She leaned in conspiratorially, and said quietly, "-but I recommend that you stay away from her at all costs."
Jesse laughed. "Um…ok, then. Nice to meet you, Cee Cee." I smiled when he said that. It was so nice being able to introduce Jesse to my friends.
"Hi, my name is Kelly Prescott," Kelly, having finally snapped out of her trance, said as she shoved Cee Cee out of the way. "And here's my phone number." She handed him a slip of paper. Jesse looked at it with some confusion. "Call me when you want to party for real."
Then she walked out of the shop like she owned the place. I glared after her, seething.
"Who the hell does she think she is?! Waltzing in here like the world is in her hands, and-"
Jesse silenced me by placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. "Susannah, come on, let's go. Don't worry about her, I'm already taken." He threw the paper with Kelly's number on it in a nearby trash bin for emphasis.
I blinked. "Yeah, but-"
"Susannah, don't ruin the day because of a person like that," he said, grabbing my shoulders and steering me out of Super Cuts towards a very amused looking Cee Cee and Adam.
I think I can honestly say that this was the greatest day of my life, at least so far. It just meant so much to me to finally be able to do normal, every-day things with Jesse.
First, we went back to Mandee's, where Cee Cee and I modeled clothes for Jesse and Adam. I purposely picked out the most flirty outfits I could find, just for Jesse. He actually blushed when I came out in a very revealing red dress, which cut off just below my butt, along with black boots that went up to my knees. Since he seemed to like that outfit, I bought it, (or at least I tried to, since the moment I set the clothes on the counter, Jesse whipped out a few hundreds and paid for them himself) along with a few more thongs for him to enjoy, a new bikini (which I enjoyed modeling for him very much, thank you), and a black tank top that said "Queen of the Dead". Just so he wouldn't forget who he belongs to. Not that he would.
I nearly cried when, later on, Jesse paid for my pizza. He, never having had pizza before, instantly fell in love with it. When we went to the movies after that, tears actually did fill my eyes as Jesse paid for our tickets, took my hand, and led me in.
Where was he getting all this money, anyway? I thought as he bought us popcorn, and then anything else I wanted, which, since I didn't want to look like I was mooching off of him, was just a bag of M&Ms.
I asked him this as we were sitting in the theater, waiting for the movie to begin. He simply turned to me and said, his eyes twinkling, "Well, Susannah, I got a job, of course."
"Yeah, but…well, what job? Because you seem pretty damn rich to me…"
He laughed quietly. "It is a good job."
"What's the job?" I asked again, getting a little peeved.
He kissed the top of my head affectionately, then leaned his head on my shoulder. "If I told you, I'd have to kill you," he said, sounding pretty serious.
"Is it something illegal?" I said, my eyes getting wide. If Jesse turned out to kill people for a living or something, I don't know if I would be able to marry him.
Jesse only chuckled, a deep sound that made me shiver, and not with fear.
Well, I have to say that we didn't pay much attention to the movie.
Later, after we had said good bye to Adam and Cee Cee, Jesse and I headed for an Italian bistro, called "Fit For a King". This place was known for being the fanciest restaurant in town. Only the rich people came to this place. Seriously, the cheapest plate was like, thirty-five bucks. Jesse only smiled at me when I informed him of this, and said, "I know."
It turns out he already made reservations for us there, and he paid extra cash so that we could sit on the roof, beneath the stars. We were the only ones on the roof. As we sat down, there was already what looked like a bottle of wine waiting for us, but it actually turned out to be soda.
"No underage drinking for you," Jesse said as he poured a glass for me while wagging his finger reproachfully at me.
I looked around. This was seriously a perfect night. It was warm and breezy, the stars overhead were twinkling brightly, and Jesse looked so great, smiling at me over the table. He lifted his glass of soda, and I did, too. "A toast," he said, his eyes twinkling playfully, "to great *sex."
I rolled my eyes at him, but smiled in spite of myself. "Yeah, whatever…and, um-to a life of happiness together."
"Cheers," Jesse said, and our glasses chinked.
I picked up the menu and scanned it. I didn't know half the stuff that was on there. But I was too distracted by Jesse's hand, which was drumming lightly on the table, to read it, anyway.
"Thanks, Jesse," I said quietly. "Thanks for…everything. Not just the restaurant…everything. You've always been there for me, and I'll love you forever because of that."
A violin started playing in the background, and I felt like I was in a sappy romance movie.
"I didn't do anymore than you did for me, Susannah," Jesse replied, taking my hand.
We were silent for a few more minutes, checking out our menus. Then I broke the silence with my graceful and ever-witty mouth.
"Um, Jesse…what is this stuff, anyway?"
Jesse looked up, and saw I was referring to the menu. "Oh…how about I order for you, then? I know some stuff on here that you would love."
"Um, ok," was my smooth and sexy reply.
When the waitress came up, Jesse ordered two plates of something that seriously sounded like it was in German or something. But that's ok, because it turned out to be really delicious, even if it did look like a pile of mush. I dug in, completely forgetting my manners…at least until Jesse started cracking up. That was when I realized how stupid I looked, inhaling this stuff like I hadn't eaten in days.
Besides that one embarrassing moment, the dinner was perfect, an absolute dream…it was when Jesse dropped me off home (how the hell did he manage to afford a brand-new black corvette, anyway?!?) that everything went all wrong.
Oh, the good-bye kiss was perfect, believe me. Actually, it was a little more than a kiss, but that's beside the point. No, I didn't get into any fights with my family or anything. We weren't robbed or anything, nobody was dead.
The problem was, that when I turned on the lights to my room and closed the door behind me, planning on taking a nice, hot bath and reading some Danielle Steel (can you tell I'm obsessed?), someone grabbed me from behind and put a knife to my throat.
And it sure as hell wasn't Jesse.
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