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Why does he keep doing this?
Let's review, he kisses me, then disappears for a week, he professes his undying love for me, well, sorta, but that was the basic gist of it, kisses me again, and disappears for two weeks, maybe longer. I wouldn't know how long he plans to be gone this time seeing as I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM HIM.
Is anyone noticing a pattern?
Ugh. Guys. They're all the same. It doesn't matter which century they're born in. But this time I really don't get it, I told him I loved him. He kissed me. So why is he AWOL? I mean, I'm pretty sure they didn't have that whole 'wait three days before calling' thing in 1850. At least I hope not. Besides, Jesse isn't exactly a mind games kind of guy. The first week he was gone I was worried, really worried. I thought Paul had gone and exorcized him again and I was all set to pay another visit to my friend The Gatekeeper to get him back, but I figured I'd better talk to Father Dom first. Just so that if I got lost up there he would be able to tell my mom what happened. But Father Dom said that Jesse had just been hanging around the rectory looking upset all week. I wasn't worried anymore. I was pissed. I mean, I'm ready to die for the guy. Again. And he can't even be bothered to tell me whether or not he's alive. Well, not alive. You know what I mean, still hanging around.
But I of course have too much pride to go storming into the rectory and letting all hell break loose in his general direction.
Okay fine. I don't. I went looking for him. Several times actually. But the most I got was a small silver glimmer to show me that he'd heard me coming and had flown the coop, so to speak.
But, despite all of this, I realized it was Tuesday, so I had to get ready for my first shifting lesson with Paul. Something that I only agreed to in the first place to keep Jesse safe. But Jesse doesn't know any of this, and I'm not planning on telling him, assuming he ever shows up. There is a small chance he'd thank me, but he'd probably just yell at me for being so stupid.
I sighed walked upstairs to change into some sweats and sneakers. If Paul tried anything I was gonna be prepared this time. I don't care what the media says. Designer shoes are not a girls best friend. Especially if she's walking a couple of miles in them to escape from sexual predators. Yah. Not so fun.
As I was rummaging through my closet this noise started coming from my window seat. It sounded kind of like a dishwasher. I stopped in my tracks. If dishwashers started coming to me for help moving on to the afterlife, I was quitting. No more mediating for Suze. But then I realized it was just Spike purring. Spike very rarely purrs, so I'm not used to it. Actually he only does it when Jesse is aroun- JESSE!
I spun around just in time to see him materialize, and then, seeing me awake, start to dematerialize.
"No! Jesse! Wait a second!" I yelled. He winced and sighed reluctantly but he stayed.
"Susannah why are you awake? It's midnight." he said after a pause. I fiddled with my shoelaces,
"Well, um, I have this...science project, so I'm going to the library." He gave me a look. Hey, give me some credit. It wasn't a complete lie. I was meeting Paul at the library. Like I was getting within five miles of his house.
"Susannah you never leave your room without spending an hour on your hair. Why are you going to the library in sweat pants?" he said doubtfully. He had me there.
"Well I don't really wanna look at all attractive for this particular outing. It hasn't exactly been an asset in the past." I mumbled keeping my eyes on my shoelaces. I could feel his eyes on the back of my head.
"Susannah, where are you going? Why won't you tell me?" I sighed.
"Look Jesse, why do you care anyway? It's not like you've even bothered to show your face for the past two weeks. I mean, man Jesse, I thought Paul had exorcized you again! I was all set to exorcize myself to go get you back and then Father Dom tells me that you've been hanging around the rectory the whole time! Where I go is none of your business." I said. I looked up from my shoe lace, I'd retied it three times now, and met his eyes. Shit. That was a bad idea. And why the hell did I have to tell him I was gonna exorcize myself anyway? Jesse looked liked I'd slapped him. I held his gaze for a second and then I looked away. "Look...." I said, "I'm sorry. It's just that..." I looked at him for another second and felt a lump start to form in my throat. "I've gotta go," I said quickly, I started walking to the window, but then his hand clamped down on my shoulder. I swallowed the tears that were prickling my eyes and turned around to face him.
"What Jesse?" I said, my voice breaking a little. He stared at me for a second, before cupping the side of my face with his hand.
"Querida..." He said softly. I gulped. Nice Suze. He started to say something else, but then thought better of it, and dropped his hand.
"I've really gotta go." I said, my voice breaking obviously this time. He just stared at me with this look on his face like....I don't know what. I was pulling open the window when he spoke again.
"Querida...be careful." I looked at him. His spectral glow was the only light in my room other than the moonlight. Don't cry Suze. Don't cry Suze. I nodded quickly and ducked out of my window. I ran all the way to the library, letting the wind wipe away my tears.
Why does he keep doing this?
Let's review, he kisses me, then disappears for a week, he professes his undying love for me, well, sorta, but that was the basic gist of it, kisses me again, and disappears for two weeks, maybe longer. I wouldn't know how long he plans to be gone this time seeing as I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM HIM.
Is anyone noticing a pattern?
Ugh. Guys. They're all the same. It doesn't matter which century they're born in. But this time I really don't get it, I told him I loved him. He kissed me. So why is he AWOL? I mean, I'm pretty sure they didn't have that whole 'wait three days before calling' thing in 1850. At least I hope not. Besides, Jesse isn't exactly a mind games kind of guy. The first week he was gone I was worried, really worried. I thought Paul had gone and exorcized him again and I was all set to pay another visit to my friend The Gatekeeper to get him back, but I figured I'd better talk to Father Dom first. Just so that if I got lost up there he would be able to tell my mom what happened. But Father Dom said that Jesse had just been hanging around the rectory looking upset all week. I wasn't worried anymore. I was pissed. I mean, I'm ready to die for the guy. Again. And he can't even be bothered to tell me whether or not he's alive. Well, not alive. You know what I mean, still hanging around.
But I of course have too much pride to go storming into the rectory and letting all hell break loose in his general direction.
Okay fine. I don't. I went looking for him. Several times actually. But the most I got was a small silver glimmer to show me that he'd heard me coming and had flown the coop, so to speak.
But, despite all of this, I realized it was Tuesday, so I had to get ready for my first shifting lesson with Paul. Something that I only agreed to in the first place to keep Jesse safe. But Jesse doesn't know any of this, and I'm not planning on telling him, assuming he ever shows up. There is a small chance he'd thank me, but he'd probably just yell at me for being so stupid.
I sighed walked upstairs to change into some sweats and sneakers. If Paul tried anything I was gonna be prepared this time. I don't care what the media says. Designer shoes are not a girls best friend. Especially if she's walking a couple of miles in them to escape from sexual predators. Yah. Not so fun.
As I was rummaging through my closet this noise started coming from my window seat. It sounded kind of like a dishwasher. I stopped in my tracks. If dishwashers started coming to me for help moving on to the afterlife, I was quitting. No more mediating for Suze. But then I realized it was just Spike purring. Spike very rarely purrs, so I'm not used to it. Actually he only does it when Jesse is aroun- JESSE!
I spun around just in time to see him materialize, and then, seeing me awake, start to dematerialize.
"No! Jesse! Wait a second!" I yelled. He winced and sighed reluctantly but he stayed.
"Susannah why are you awake? It's midnight." he said after a pause. I fiddled with my shoelaces,
"Well, um, I have this...science project, so I'm going to the library." He gave me a look. Hey, give me some credit. It wasn't a complete lie. I was meeting Paul at the library. Like I was getting within five miles of his house.
"Susannah you never leave your room without spending an hour on your hair. Why are you going to the library in sweat pants?" he said doubtfully. He had me there.
"Well I don't really wanna look at all attractive for this particular outing. It hasn't exactly been an asset in the past." I mumbled keeping my eyes on my shoelaces. I could feel his eyes on the back of my head.
"Susannah, where are you going? Why won't you tell me?" I sighed.
"Look Jesse, why do you care anyway? It's not like you've even bothered to show your face for the past two weeks. I mean, man Jesse, I thought Paul had exorcized you again! I was all set to exorcize myself to go get you back and then Father Dom tells me that you've been hanging around the rectory the whole time! Where I go is none of your business." I said. I looked up from my shoe lace, I'd retied it three times now, and met his eyes. Shit. That was a bad idea. And why the hell did I have to tell him I was gonna exorcize myself anyway? Jesse looked liked I'd slapped him. I held his gaze for a second and then I looked away. "Look...." I said, "I'm sorry. It's just that..." I looked at him for another second and felt a lump start to form in my throat. "I've gotta go," I said quickly, I started walking to the window, but then his hand clamped down on my shoulder. I swallowed the tears that were prickling my eyes and turned around to face him.
"What Jesse?" I said, my voice breaking a little. He stared at me for a second, before cupping the side of my face with his hand.
"Querida..." He said softly. I gulped. Nice Suze. He started to say something else, but then thought better of it, and dropped his hand.
"I've really gotta go." I said, my voice breaking obviously this time. He just stared at me with this look on his face like....I don't know what. I was pulling open the window when he spoke again.
"Querida...be careful." I looked at him. His spectral glow was the only light in my room other than the moonlight. Don't cry Suze. Don't cry Suze. I nodded quickly and ducked out of my window. I ran all the way to the library, letting the wind wipe away my tears.
