Suze's POV:
"You know...I think I know of a way to get him off your mind..." he added with a meaningful look. When Paul said that, for a minute, I thought he meant sex again, and I was ready to hit him. But then he continued with, "We could exorcise him, and then I can use a forget-him spell on you."
"A forget-him spell?" I was freaked. "You do spells?"
"Just little ones." Paul said, laughter in his eyes. "It would make you forget about all the evil things he's done, about how he tried to hurt you up there," His eyes were shadowed now as he mentioned the Shadowland fiasco, "Everything Jesse's ever said or done to you can be forgotten with one tiny little spell."
As appealing as that sounded, I still had to think about it. I so wanted to not think about him, but at the same time...I don't know.
"How about we stick with just exorcising him?" Paul said, as if sensing my thoughts of hesistation, as he started kissing me again. Now that I was perfectly OK with. Both exorcising Jesse and kissing Paul. I mumbled an "Ok, let's do that, as soon as possible" and kissed Paul back hungrily.
Maybe I imagined it, but I swore Paul grinned unnaturally when I agreed to exorcise Jesse. No, it was just my imagination..
Paul drove me home about an hour later. I walked into the dining room in time for dinner- Paul couldn't stay, he said he stuff to do dealing with his grandpa Slater...er, Slaski- and sat down next to Mom. "Hey, Susie," She said, using my hated nickname. "How was school?"
Dopey laughed slightly at that. That's because, he too, is in my History class, and therefore had a front-row seat when Paul and I were being touchy- feely. Mom ignored it though.
"Oh, school was good." I said, shooting Dopey the evil eye.
"Were you at CeeCee's after school or something? Is that why you came home so late?" Doc asked.
He so totally knew I was at Paul's! "Uh...yeah. I was, hanging with Cee and Adam." I'm surprised my tounge didn't shrivel up at this. I shot Doc a 'don't-you-dare-mention-where-I-really-was' look and he shut up.
"Dinner!" Andy said, bringing in a tray of steaming hot steak fajitas. I stayed quiet during dinner, not really wanting to answer any questions. Sleepy kept tossing me glances, like he was going to talk to me about something later, and I had a pretty good idea what that something was. After dinner, I hightailed it to my room before anyone could bug me.
Unfortunately, Jesse was in there.
Jesse's POV:
Susannah entered her room after dinner, holding her bookbag and looking happy. She spotted me, and that happy look did not increase, as it usually did, but rather left her face, leaving her scowling.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in an angry voice. I sighed and said, "Susannah, I must speak with you."
"So speak." She said, now sounding bored. Susannah flung herself onto her bed, and stared up at me as I crossed the room and stood by her bed. An impure thought entered my head, and I ignored it.
"Querida...I believe that Paul has done something to you." I said. "He has made you transfer your feelings for me to him."
"Jesse." That's all she said. Just my name. She sounded like she had right before Paul had shown up after dinner the previous night. And then, it was like something- or someone- made her stop, and she fell back onto her pillows in a deep slumber.
I sighed, and covered Susannah with her blanket. I bent down, kissed her forehead, and whispered, "Good night, Querida."
"Aw, isn't that sweet?"
I turned and growled. "Slater! What have you done to her?" I fought the urge to rip him limb from limb.
"It's just a harmless hypnotism." Slater said. Harmless...hypnotism? "What the hell...?" I asked confusedly.
"Ah, never heard of hypnotism, have you?" Slater asked. "See, all I had to do was know the desire was there, and then put a lock on her mind. Now, she's with me, and ready to exorcise you."
I felt the color drain from my face. "Susannah would never exorcise me." I said confidently.
Slater pulled out a mini tape-recorder Susannah had once shown me. He pressed a button, and I heard the most unbelievable conversation come out.
"How about we stick with just exorcising him?" Slater said, and then the sound of kissing. "Ok, let's do that, as soon as possible." came Susannah's voice, and then more kissing. Slater smirked and said, "She'd never exorcise you, huh?"
I didn't know what to think. I knew Susannah would never willingly exorcise me, so this must have been the effect of Paul's hypnotism. Slater sat down next to my querida's sleeping form, and brushed the hair from her eyes. "Perhaps you should leave now." He said to me. I knew that once I did, Susannah would awaken, and I wanted so much to see her, to explain to her what was going on...But it may cost Susannah her life, and so, I had no choice. I dematerialized to the rectory.
Paul's POV:
I dropped Suze off at her place, gave her a goodbye kiss, and drove off. I made up some excuse for why I couldn't come to dinner. Suze seemed to believe it, and went inside. About two hours later, her parents left and I decided to go in. I'd seen De Silva's glow in her window when I dropped Suze off, and I knew he'd almost figured it out.
Jake let me in, gave me a look that clearly said 'keep-your-hands-off-my- sister' and I went up to Suze's room. I heard De Silva say, "Querida...I believe that Paul has done something to you. He has made you transfer your feelings for me to him."
"Jesse." Suze said. Uh oh, that's not a good tone. I flicked my hand, and made Suze fall asleep suddenly. De Silva sighed and covered her with a blanket, then kissed her forehead.
"Aw, isn't that sweet?" I said, coming into the room.
"Slater." De Silva growled. "What have you done to her?"
"It's just a harmless hypnotism." I said. Of course, I would reveal a little bit of my plan to him.
""What the hell...?" De Silva asked confusedly.
"Ah, never heard of hypnotism, have you?" I asked. "See, all I had to do was know the desire was there, and then put a lock on her mind. Now, she's with me, and ready to exorcise you."
I saw the color drain from his face. "Susannah would never exorcise me." he said confidently.
I pulled out a mini tape-recorder and pressed a button, and played the conversation Suze and I'd had earlier. I smirked and said, "She'd never exorcise you, huh?"
De Silva looked like he'd been punched in the stomach. I sat down next to Suze's sleeping form, and brushed her beautiful hair off her even more beautiful face. "Perhaps you should leave now." I said to De Silva.
Once he was gone, I leaned down and whispered, "Suze? Suze, wake up."
"Paul?" she asked groggily. "What--what's going on?" She tried to sit up, but fell back again. "Suze, don't try to move."
"Why not?" Suze still sounded groggy, but was coming out of it. I went to lie down next to her, and pulled her into my arms. "I don't know if he's hurt you or not."
"Don't know if who's hurt me? Paul, nobody's hurt me." Suze said.
"I came by, and De Silva was here..." I let my voice trail off, and feigned a hurt tone. "Did anything...I mean, did he..."
"Oh, god! No, Paul!" Suze said, shocked that I would think such a thing. "Nothing happened! He said something like he thought you put a spell on me, and I was about to say something, and then I fell asleep, I swear!"
I held Suze close to me. "I'll just feel better when he's gone." I murmured.
"Yeah, me too." Suze murmured back. I kissed her, and we started another make-out round.
Jake's POV:
I was sitting downstairs in the living room, watching some movie Brad put in, when that Paul guy showed up. He thought he was, like, God's gift to woman- specifically, my sister. Reluctantly, I let him in and he went straight up to Suze's room. I kept an ear out, just in case.
Several hours later, I took off for home, well, the apartment I shared with two friends. "Bye David." I called out. I vaguely heard a "Bye Jake" come from the area of his room. "Bye Suze." I yelled up the steps. I heard a nervous "Bye Jake!" come from her room, and then she giggled.
"Brad- keep an eye on them, aight?" I said on my way out.
"Jake, there's nothing to keep an eye on." Brad said, slightly complaining.
"Brad, do it, or dad's gonna know the exact reason you stayed at my place last weekend." He told dad he'd had car trouble, and crashed at my place. He did crash at my place, but not because he'd had car trouble, it was because he'd shown up wasted and I wouldn't let him leave. Not that I'm, yanno, a saint or anything, because I was getting ready to go get wasted myself, but dad was sure to blame me, and that was not going to happen.
"Yeah, yeah." Brad griped. Reluctantly, I left.
Brad's POV:
"Brad, do it, or dad's gonna know the exact reason you stayed at my place last weekend." Jake said.
"Yeah, yeah." I griped. I didn't see what the big deal was. Suze can beat the shit out of anyone who crosses her- and has done so to me many times. Not completely beaten the shit out of me, but you know what I mean. Jake left and I decided to go crash in my room. My room is across from Suze's, so I can usually hear whatever's going on.
And what was going on sounded a lot like what went on when Debbie and I hooked up, if ya know what I mean.
Seriously. I turned up my stereo pretty loudly to drown out Suze's giggles. As a result, I never heard Slater leave, or mom and dad come in. I crashed.
OOOO....Did Paul spend the night? Is he going to get the shit beat out of him by Jesse...or Jake? Keep reading to find out!
"You know...I think I know of a way to get him off your mind..." he added with a meaningful look. When Paul said that, for a minute, I thought he meant sex again, and I was ready to hit him. But then he continued with, "We could exorcise him, and then I can use a forget-him spell on you."
"A forget-him spell?" I was freaked. "You do spells?"
"Just little ones." Paul said, laughter in his eyes. "It would make you forget about all the evil things he's done, about how he tried to hurt you up there," His eyes were shadowed now as he mentioned the Shadowland fiasco, "Everything Jesse's ever said or done to you can be forgotten with one tiny little spell."
As appealing as that sounded, I still had to think about it. I so wanted to not think about him, but at the same time...I don't know.
"How about we stick with just exorcising him?" Paul said, as if sensing my thoughts of hesistation, as he started kissing me again. Now that I was perfectly OK with. Both exorcising Jesse and kissing Paul. I mumbled an "Ok, let's do that, as soon as possible" and kissed Paul back hungrily.
Maybe I imagined it, but I swore Paul grinned unnaturally when I agreed to exorcise Jesse. No, it was just my imagination..
Paul drove me home about an hour later. I walked into the dining room in time for dinner- Paul couldn't stay, he said he stuff to do dealing with his grandpa Slater...er, Slaski- and sat down next to Mom. "Hey, Susie," She said, using my hated nickname. "How was school?"
Dopey laughed slightly at that. That's because, he too, is in my History class, and therefore had a front-row seat when Paul and I were being touchy- feely. Mom ignored it though.
"Oh, school was good." I said, shooting Dopey the evil eye.
"Were you at CeeCee's after school or something? Is that why you came home so late?" Doc asked.
He so totally knew I was at Paul's! "Uh...yeah. I was, hanging with Cee and Adam." I'm surprised my tounge didn't shrivel up at this. I shot Doc a 'don't-you-dare-mention-where-I-really-was' look and he shut up.
"Dinner!" Andy said, bringing in a tray of steaming hot steak fajitas. I stayed quiet during dinner, not really wanting to answer any questions. Sleepy kept tossing me glances, like he was going to talk to me about something later, and I had a pretty good idea what that something was. After dinner, I hightailed it to my room before anyone could bug me.
Unfortunately, Jesse was in there.
Jesse's POV:
Susannah entered her room after dinner, holding her bookbag and looking happy. She spotted me, and that happy look did not increase, as it usually did, but rather left her face, leaving her scowling.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in an angry voice. I sighed and said, "Susannah, I must speak with you."
"So speak." She said, now sounding bored. Susannah flung herself onto her bed, and stared up at me as I crossed the room and stood by her bed. An impure thought entered my head, and I ignored it.
"Querida...I believe that Paul has done something to you." I said. "He has made you transfer your feelings for me to him."
"Jesse." That's all she said. Just my name. She sounded like she had right before Paul had shown up after dinner the previous night. And then, it was like something- or someone- made her stop, and she fell back onto her pillows in a deep slumber.
I sighed, and covered Susannah with her blanket. I bent down, kissed her forehead, and whispered, "Good night, Querida."
"Aw, isn't that sweet?"
I turned and growled. "Slater! What have you done to her?" I fought the urge to rip him limb from limb.
"It's just a harmless hypnotism." Slater said. Harmless...hypnotism? "What the hell...?" I asked confusedly.
"Ah, never heard of hypnotism, have you?" Slater asked. "See, all I had to do was know the desire was there, and then put a lock on her mind. Now, she's with me, and ready to exorcise you."
I felt the color drain from my face. "Susannah would never exorcise me." I said confidently.
Slater pulled out a mini tape-recorder Susannah had once shown me. He pressed a button, and I heard the most unbelievable conversation come out.
"How about we stick with just exorcising him?" Slater said, and then the sound of kissing. "Ok, let's do that, as soon as possible." came Susannah's voice, and then more kissing. Slater smirked and said, "She'd never exorcise you, huh?"
I didn't know what to think. I knew Susannah would never willingly exorcise me, so this must have been the effect of Paul's hypnotism. Slater sat down next to my querida's sleeping form, and brushed the hair from her eyes. "Perhaps you should leave now." He said to me. I knew that once I did, Susannah would awaken, and I wanted so much to see her, to explain to her what was going on...But it may cost Susannah her life, and so, I had no choice. I dematerialized to the rectory.
Paul's POV:
I dropped Suze off at her place, gave her a goodbye kiss, and drove off. I made up some excuse for why I couldn't come to dinner. Suze seemed to believe it, and went inside. About two hours later, her parents left and I decided to go in. I'd seen De Silva's glow in her window when I dropped Suze off, and I knew he'd almost figured it out.
Jake let me in, gave me a look that clearly said 'keep-your-hands-off-my- sister' and I went up to Suze's room. I heard De Silva say, "Querida...I believe that Paul has done something to you. He has made you transfer your feelings for me to him."
"Jesse." Suze said. Uh oh, that's not a good tone. I flicked my hand, and made Suze fall asleep suddenly. De Silva sighed and covered her with a blanket, then kissed her forehead.
"Aw, isn't that sweet?" I said, coming into the room.
"Slater." De Silva growled. "What have you done to her?"
"It's just a harmless hypnotism." I said. Of course, I would reveal a little bit of my plan to him.
""What the hell...?" De Silva asked confusedly.
"Ah, never heard of hypnotism, have you?" I asked. "See, all I had to do was know the desire was there, and then put a lock on her mind. Now, she's with me, and ready to exorcise you."
I saw the color drain from his face. "Susannah would never exorcise me." he said confidently.
I pulled out a mini tape-recorder and pressed a button, and played the conversation Suze and I'd had earlier. I smirked and said, "She'd never exorcise you, huh?"
De Silva looked like he'd been punched in the stomach. I sat down next to Suze's sleeping form, and brushed her beautiful hair off her even more beautiful face. "Perhaps you should leave now." I said to De Silva.
Once he was gone, I leaned down and whispered, "Suze? Suze, wake up."
"Paul?" she asked groggily. "What--what's going on?" She tried to sit up, but fell back again. "Suze, don't try to move."
"Why not?" Suze still sounded groggy, but was coming out of it. I went to lie down next to her, and pulled her into my arms. "I don't know if he's hurt you or not."
"Don't know if who's hurt me? Paul, nobody's hurt me." Suze said.
"I came by, and De Silva was here..." I let my voice trail off, and feigned a hurt tone. "Did anything...I mean, did he..."
"Oh, god! No, Paul!" Suze said, shocked that I would think such a thing. "Nothing happened! He said something like he thought you put a spell on me, and I was about to say something, and then I fell asleep, I swear!"
I held Suze close to me. "I'll just feel better when he's gone." I murmured.
"Yeah, me too." Suze murmured back. I kissed her, and we started another make-out round.
Jake's POV:
I was sitting downstairs in the living room, watching some movie Brad put in, when that Paul guy showed up. He thought he was, like, God's gift to woman- specifically, my sister. Reluctantly, I let him in and he went straight up to Suze's room. I kept an ear out, just in case.
Several hours later, I took off for home, well, the apartment I shared with two friends. "Bye David." I called out. I vaguely heard a "Bye Jake" come from the area of his room. "Bye Suze." I yelled up the steps. I heard a nervous "Bye Jake!" come from her room, and then she giggled.
"Brad- keep an eye on them, aight?" I said on my way out.
"Jake, there's nothing to keep an eye on." Brad said, slightly complaining.
"Brad, do it, or dad's gonna know the exact reason you stayed at my place last weekend." He told dad he'd had car trouble, and crashed at my place. He did crash at my place, but not because he'd had car trouble, it was because he'd shown up wasted and I wouldn't let him leave. Not that I'm, yanno, a saint or anything, because I was getting ready to go get wasted myself, but dad was sure to blame me, and that was not going to happen.
"Yeah, yeah." Brad griped. Reluctantly, I left.
Brad's POV:
"Brad, do it, or dad's gonna know the exact reason you stayed at my place last weekend." Jake said.
"Yeah, yeah." I griped. I didn't see what the big deal was. Suze can beat the shit out of anyone who crosses her- and has done so to me many times. Not completely beaten the shit out of me, but you know what I mean. Jake left and I decided to go crash in my room. My room is across from Suze's, so I can usually hear whatever's going on.
And what was going on sounded a lot like what went on when Debbie and I hooked up, if ya know what I mean.
Seriously. I turned up my stereo pretty loudly to drown out Suze's giggles. As a result, I never heard Slater leave, or mom and dad come in. I crashed.
OOOO....Did Paul spend the night? Is he going to get the shit beat out of him by Jesse...or Jake? Keep reading to find out!