A/N: Hey people! Long time no see! I'm SOOOO sorry about the wait! I've been completely overloaded and everything and I haven't had one INSTANT to work on this story. I'm blowing off homework right now to do it, but who needs homework?? Lol. Anyways, for those of you who are dying for Jesse to rip Paul apart, you'll get a very small dose of it very soon!
~*The Undoing of the Mediator*~
Chapter 10: Better Man
I took the medallion off of my neck for about the twentieth time that day. I moved my hand over its gleaming surface, finding myself reflected many times in the roughly cut metal. I stared at it. Usually mirrors didn't show my reflection; I hadn't seen myself in 150 years. I stared at my face. 'Unusual………' I thought to myself, 'Why can I see myself?' My eyes roved over my dark hair, always annoyingly curling at the back. I fingered the small scar over my eyebrow, smoothing it out. I hadn't seen that in so long………
It brought all the memories of my life flooding back. My family, my sisters. I remember their faces when they found out I was dead. I wanted to comfort them so badly, show them that I was still there. But after time they passed on, too, but straight to heaven. They never saw me since that fateful day I left home to marry Maria. I sighed and felt the bumpiness of the thing, still not able to tear my eyes off of my reflection. My liquid black eyes stared back.
At that moment Susannah walked into the room. She didn't take one look my way, she only threw her backpack down and fell back onto her bed, sighing. I looked at her curiously and walked over to her. The medallion was hanging from my hands, and Susannah still didn't notice me. That was odd; she should be able to see the medallion, it was not a ghost. I held it up right in front of her face and waved it back and forth. But she just lay there staring at the ceiling. At that moment, she sat up, passing right through the my arm………and the medallion.
"Nombre de dios," I said out loud, pulling my arm and the medallion back through her body. I hated when people passed through me, but it depressed me even more when it happened with Susannah, my querida, because it never had happened before now. I set the medallion on the bed next to her, thinking that maybe if I wasn't touching it it would be visible. She still didn't see it. I took it back up in my hands again by the leather cord.
At that moment a knock came on the door, and it opened to reveal a rather flustered looking Andy Ackerman. "Suze, there's a boy at the door for you," he said.
Susannah looked up from where she was lying on the bed. "Um, thanks, I'll be right down," she said with curiosity. She smoothed out her extraordinarily short skirt and hurried down the stairs. I hurried after her.
When I got downstairs, I saw who it was who had come to see her that day. It was Paul Slater, and I could rip his heart out. However, I stayed hidden so Paul wouldn't notice me and because I thought the fact that Paul could see me and my querida couldn't would be a little too distressing on her. She took one look at him and turned around to go back upstairs. As she spun around, he roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her outside. I followed and hid myself behind the door, only allowing one eye to peek through.
Paul looked around him for a moment, and then looked at my querida fiercely. "You may think that you've gotten away from me this time, Suze, but you haven't. I still need to know where that medallion is. Otherwise………otherwise you may not be seeing your Jesse ever again," he sneered maliciously. My fists were white from being clenched, but I couldn't reveal myself. He would see what was around my neck. And I didn't even want to know what the consequences of that would be.
Susannah looked at him coolly. "I still don't know what you're talking about Paul, but it's getting late, and I hope that the next time you come to threaten me about this medallion, you will tell me what it is. These little meetings that we've had are getting both you and me nowhere," she replied indifferently, almost in a bored voice.
Threaten? He had been threatening my querida? With that I tore the medallion from around my neck, threw it somewhere behind me, and jumped out from behind the door where I was hiding. Paul seemed quite surprised by this. He fell down hard when I landed on him and we rolled down the steps leading up to the house. After I had thoroughly punched him (he had only gotten one punch off on me) I threw him in his car and slammed the door, saying, "Next time you want to see Suze, it'll be the day you die."
It seemed as though he didn't mind that I had just beaten him up. In stead he gave me a look that clearly said, "I've got the girl."
Then his face was twisted into a malicious sneer, but he looked over a Suze, sighed, and with that, he drove away. I turned back around to find Suze sitting on her front steps, staring down at the steps wordlessly. Confused, I sat down on the steps next to her. I guess she realized that I was there because she looked beside her and I saw something in her eyes I couldn't quite identify.
"Jesse," she said in that adorable squeaky voice of hers, glancing up as her forehead wrinkled, "Jesse, I can't stand it anymore."
I gave her a quizzical look even though she couldn't see me. At that moment, I knew exactly what she was feeling and what that look was in her eyes. Very few people would ever feel what I was feeling, but I never thought she felt the same way about me.
"He………can see you………and I can't!" she raged, standing up quickly. "That bastard! I swear! I'll………I'll………" she cut off, looked up, and stormed off into the house.
I followed her quickly, only stopping to grab the medallion from where I threw it, and hurried after her worried out of my mind. If only she could wait a few more hours………
A/N: once again, I AM SO SORRY! AHHHH! Stupid Swimming end of the year meets/practices keeping me from my precccioooussssss (haha). I know its REALLY short, but it was this or nothing! Will Suze do something crazy/psycho? Can Jesse stop her?