Chapter 8: unanswered questions
"Why the hell did you do that?" I yelled at brad once I was in the kitchen. I grabbed an apple and threw at him. It hit him square in the noise and he screwed up his face in pain.
"What was that for?" he asked while rubbing his nose.
"For being a prev. Now how did you see me?"
"Suzes window." He said and got out some orange juice. I got a glass and thrust it into his face
"Use this." He took the glass with a disgusted look, "Now why were you spying on me?"
"You know why." He said with a suggestive look. I stepped a few steps back and gave him a 'in your dreams look' and ran to my- Suze's room with the bruised apple. I opened the door and growled at nothing in particular.
"Why did you let him in?" I turned to Suze.... And she wasn't there. 'hmm strange' I thought 'O well I guess I get the room to my self , which means' I jumped onto the day bed they set up for me, 'sleep' I was asleep in about a minute but before it came I saw a glow .... Dam.
Jesse P.O.V.
I can't believe after seeing her after a whole year she still hates me. I thought I taught her to forgive and forget. I looked out of the window Father Dominic gave me to stay away from Susannah but the view wasn't as nice you couldn't see the ocean. The garden outside is wonderful but.... No don't fool your self.
NO it was Susannah that I missed not the view. The way her hair fell over her face when she was trying to hide something. The way her eyes light up when she got interested in something. The way... the way she juts gets to me.
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. I shouldn't' be thinking these thoughts. She alive and pure and perfect, I was juts the ghost that haunted her bedroom. It's completely different to be a father to some one like the Lansing family. I get to watch over them and their not to attach to me their only think of me as a father. Plus I can't give her what she wants as... a "boyfriend" I think the word is called now a days.
I looked around my room. It was old and dusty, like me. I promised father Dominic that I wouldn't go back there (after the last time this morning) but maybe... maybe she wasn't home and I could just look around and just remember or just something.
I disappeared and came back at her house. I looked over at her bed and remember how she would do her homework and ask me questions from it or inform me of how the world did after I died. I chuckled remembering how shocked she was when I would read her history book for fun.
I heard something sigh on the other side of the room. I looked over wondering why Susannah would be sleeping on the floor. But it wasn't her Brown hair I saw flowing over the top of the covers but red hair, Rachel. I walked over to her side and sat down on the bed looking down at her.
"You shouldn't try to sleep when you have guests." I said in serious tone thinking she was only pretending to sleep. I shook her shoulder after she didn't answer, she still didn't respond. I sighed. She always could sleep through a thunderstorm. I moved some hair out of her eye and pulled it away from her face. The only light that could be seen was what was coming from me.
Susannah still wasn't back. I sat there holding back Rachel's hair like when she was younger. Finally I let go and looked at the clock. It was ten till 11! This is not a time for some one of her age to be out. Some one could get her and especially with her abilities is this more of a danger. I let go of her hair and walked over to the window looking outside waiting. To my luck and surprise an automobile came up to her house. Holding my non existent breath I prayed for it to be her and it was. She looked tired but safe, at least that's what I thought until I saw who drove her home. Paul Slater, (Spanish cussing). HE said something to my querida that made her go pale. She slowly backed away from the automobile to the house. She stumbled through the door, up the stairs and to her room.
Her breath came out shallow as she slid down her shut door. Her hair standing in all directions and her dazzling green eyes looking at me with such an expression I could not describe.
"Querida," I asked after a moments pause for her to catch her breath "what did he do?"
"N-n-nothing Jesse, why would you think that?" She stood up and walked shakily to her dresser where she got out her sleeping garments. She made her way to the bathroom to change when I stepped in front of her.
"Why I ask? Look at you, querida. Your scared of something I can see it in your eyes," Those beautiful eyes widened at that point, was the fear for me? No it was from that demon. "What does he make you do at these lessons?" Her eyes looked sad and hopeful for about a second and then they closed. She then leaned he head against my shoulder.
"Jesse please let me tell you tomorrow I'm too tired to even know what happened." I put my arm around her waist wanting her to stay in my protection forever. As time went by she nuzzled closer and griped my shirt. If I had a heart it would probably have exploded by now and I would have been dead. Finally the clothes dropped from her hands and her even breathing told me she was sleeping.
Gently I lifted her up and set her down on the bed. As I tucked her in she looked up at me her eyes half open saying thank you. I looked over to the other side where Rachel was. She was still fast asleep if face almost completely hidden under the blankets. So much like a cat. IF I was alive I would be the happiest man in the world. Both my love and my almost daughter are sleeping soundly for now. If I was alive I could protect them better. But I will protect them as best I can until I find a way to become alive or until they don't need me. With the thought of losing both of my loves to some one else, Rachel's real father and this Slater to querida, I left giving each a gentle kiss on the cheek.
So, yeah sorry about not updating in so long but I've been really busy. I will be able to update sooner now that summers here. Also I'm sorry I changed POV. I'll only keep it inside the family so Jesses included since he's like a father and you always need a proper speaking person for a romantic mood, well at least for me. And I swear next chapter I'll get a plot going sorry this chapter was mostly a strange fluff. Um thanks to my 3 reviewers love, Robyn .
"Why the hell did you do that?" I yelled at brad once I was in the kitchen. I grabbed an apple and threw at him. It hit him square in the noise and he screwed up his face in pain.
"What was that for?" he asked while rubbing his nose.
"For being a prev. Now how did you see me?"
"Suzes window." He said and got out some orange juice. I got a glass and thrust it into his face
"Use this." He took the glass with a disgusted look, "Now why were you spying on me?"
"You know why." He said with a suggestive look. I stepped a few steps back and gave him a 'in your dreams look' and ran to my- Suze's room with the bruised apple. I opened the door and growled at nothing in particular.
"Why did you let him in?" I turned to Suze.... And she wasn't there. 'hmm strange' I thought 'O well I guess I get the room to my self , which means' I jumped onto the day bed they set up for me, 'sleep' I was asleep in about a minute but before it came I saw a glow .... Dam.
Jesse P.O.V.
I can't believe after seeing her after a whole year she still hates me. I thought I taught her to forgive and forget. I looked out of the window Father Dominic gave me to stay away from Susannah but the view wasn't as nice you couldn't see the ocean. The garden outside is wonderful but.... No don't fool your self.
NO it was Susannah that I missed not the view. The way her hair fell over her face when she was trying to hide something. The way her eyes light up when she got interested in something. The way... the way she juts gets to me.
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. I shouldn't' be thinking these thoughts. She alive and pure and perfect, I was juts the ghost that haunted her bedroom. It's completely different to be a father to some one like the Lansing family. I get to watch over them and their not to attach to me their only think of me as a father. Plus I can't give her what she wants as... a "boyfriend" I think the word is called now a days.
I looked around my room. It was old and dusty, like me. I promised father Dominic that I wouldn't go back there (after the last time this morning) but maybe... maybe she wasn't home and I could just look around and just remember or just something.
I disappeared and came back at her house. I looked over at her bed and remember how she would do her homework and ask me questions from it or inform me of how the world did after I died. I chuckled remembering how shocked she was when I would read her history book for fun.
I heard something sigh on the other side of the room. I looked over wondering why Susannah would be sleeping on the floor. But it wasn't her Brown hair I saw flowing over the top of the covers but red hair, Rachel. I walked over to her side and sat down on the bed looking down at her.
"You shouldn't try to sleep when you have guests." I said in serious tone thinking she was only pretending to sleep. I shook her shoulder after she didn't answer, she still didn't respond. I sighed. She always could sleep through a thunderstorm. I moved some hair out of her eye and pulled it away from her face. The only light that could be seen was what was coming from me.
Susannah still wasn't back. I sat there holding back Rachel's hair like when she was younger. Finally I let go and looked at the clock. It was ten till 11! This is not a time for some one of her age to be out. Some one could get her and especially with her abilities is this more of a danger. I let go of her hair and walked over to the window looking outside waiting. To my luck and surprise an automobile came up to her house. Holding my non existent breath I prayed for it to be her and it was. She looked tired but safe, at least that's what I thought until I saw who drove her home. Paul Slater, (Spanish cussing). HE said something to my querida that made her go pale. She slowly backed away from the automobile to the house. She stumbled through the door, up the stairs and to her room.
Her breath came out shallow as she slid down her shut door. Her hair standing in all directions and her dazzling green eyes looking at me with such an expression I could not describe.
"Querida," I asked after a moments pause for her to catch her breath "what did he do?"
"N-n-nothing Jesse, why would you think that?" She stood up and walked shakily to her dresser where she got out her sleeping garments. She made her way to the bathroom to change when I stepped in front of her.
"Why I ask? Look at you, querida. Your scared of something I can see it in your eyes," Those beautiful eyes widened at that point, was the fear for me? No it was from that demon. "What does he make you do at these lessons?" Her eyes looked sad and hopeful for about a second and then they closed. She then leaned he head against my shoulder.
"Jesse please let me tell you tomorrow I'm too tired to even know what happened." I put my arm around her waist wanting her to stay in my protection forever. As time went by she nuzzled closer and griped my shirt. If I had a heart it would probably have exploded by now and I would have been dead. Finally the clothes dropped from her hands and her even breathing told me she was sleeping.
Gently I lifted her up and set her down on the bed. As I tucked her in she looked up at me her eyes half open saying thank you. I looked over to the other side where Rachel was. She was still fast asleep if face almost completely hidden under the blankets. So much like a cat. IF I was alive I would be the happiest man in the world. Both my love and my almost daughter are sleeping soundly for now. If I was alive I could protect them better. But I will protect them as best I can until I find a way to become alive or until they don't need me. With the thought of losing both of my loves to some one else, Rachel's real father and this Slater to querida, I left giving each a gentle kiss on the cheek.
So, yeah sorry about not updating in so long but I've been really busy. I will be able to update sooner now that summers here. Also I'm sorry I changed POV. I'll only keep it inside the family so Jesses included since he's like a father and you always need a proper speaking person for a romantic mood, well at least for me. And I swear next chapter I'll get a plot going sorry this chapter was mostly a strange fluff. Um thanks to my 3 reviewers love, Robyn .