Chapter Three

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Please Review!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He's still not coming back. Oh, don't' get me wrong, that note was from him alright, but all it said was for me to shut up;

Dear Susannah,

Please stop calling. Get on with your life querida.

Jesse

What a jerk! Ooh...I hated him so much right then. I so wanted to do some butt kicking right then too, and not to a Hell's Angel either.

But then, I had missed him calling me querida so much.

And right then I started crying. I mean, how can someone deal with all these emotions at the same time? I hate crying so much. But Jesse made me do it all to often.

And at this precise moment, one Paul's minions showed up in my room. You know the same one I had hit with my Jimmy Choo's.

"Paul would like you to come to his place tonight"