Suze's POV:
I couldn't believe it. A week after Jesse had become visible, I was lying in my room reading a new issue of Cosmo when he came in. My parents were gone on some overnight thing my mom's boss sent her to, and David was over at Todd's house. Brad was out, doing God-knows-what, so we were alone for the first time since Jesse moved to Jake's room.
Jesse laid down next to me and took the magazine from my hands. Things got pretty wild pretty quickly, and stayed that way for most of the night. Around four in the morning, we heard a car pull in the driveway, and Jesse went to his room, even though it was just Brad, and he wouldn't tell on us because then I could tell on him for being out til four AM. I pulled on my pajama pants- big black ones that said "It's All About Me" over them- and my favorite black silk tee then settled into bed. I was about to turn off the light when the phone rang. I picked up after the first ring.
"Hello?" I tried to sound like they had woken me up, because, hey it was four in the morning.
"Hey Suze." My blood ran cold when I heard his voice. Paul's voice. The one that had turned me against Jesse.
I wanted to hang up, I wanted to slam down the phone, but something kept me frozen. I didn't respond and Paul continued talking. "Just wanted to give you a heads up. I will have you as mine again."
No...No he wouldn't. I wouldn't let him..."Suze, did you really think the police could keep me locked up? Nothing can hold me. I will have you as mine. Goodnight."
And then he hung up. Just like that. I didn't get it. I put the phone down, and saw a spot on my black pants. I reached up to see what it came from, to discover I was crying. This is what he reduces me to! Tears in the middle of the night!
I dried my tears and got up out of bed. I crossed the hall to Jesse's room and knocked before entering. Before I could say anything, Jesse pulled me into his arms and said, "Querida, what's wrong?"
"He's...He's escaped." I choked out before more tears could come out. Jesse tensed up and said, "Susannah...what do you mean, exactly?"
"I mean, that was him on the phone, saying I'll be his again!" I cried, trying- and failing- to hide my fear. "He's coming to get me." I sounded like a drama queen, but I didn't care. Jesse held me tight as we laid in his bed.
"Querida, you will not be his, I promise you that." Jesse said to me.
"I don't want to be his...I just want to be yours." I whispered into Jesse's chest. I looked up at him and kissed him deeply. Then I snuggled up next to Jesse, pulled the blanket up around us, and fell asleep in his arms. I didn't even care if my parents found us. We were both fully clothed, and if it came down to it, I would just tell them the truth. About the phone call, I mean, not about seeing and speaking to the dead. That conversation will just have to wait until I'm sure mom won't ship me to the loony bin.
Paul's POV:
I sat outside Suze's house, hidden beneath thick bushes and trees. I could see into her room, and as a result, saw her and De Silva gettin' it on that night. De Silva left her room when Brad pulled up in his car, and I knew he probably wouldn't return. I saw Suze put on pajamas and I pulled out my cell phone. Dialing her number, I watched her reaction from my hiding place.
"Hello?" Suze said, feigning a sleepy voice. Yeah right.
"Hey Suze." I said. "Just wanted to give you a heads up. I will have you as mine again." When she didn't say anything, I continued. "Suze, did you really think the police could keep me locked up? Nothing can hold me. I will have you as mine. Goodnight." And then I hung up. I watched her run from her room, tears streaming down her face, to I could only assume, De Silva's room. I didn't see his room, since it was out of my view, but I figured Suze would go there.
I laughed to myself. Suze was scared as hell. I would have her again. Hell, she'd already given me a taste, that night after she'd been released from the hospital. And there would be many more nights like that one, and a million more better than that, once Suze was mine again.
If she only knew how close I was....
Jesse's POV:
"I don't want to be his...I just want to be yours." Susannah whispered close to me. She leaned up and kissed me with such passion, I thought I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen. Susannah pulled a blanket around us and I watched her fall asleep.
I reached into the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a gray box. It was a box I had Jake pick up from a relative. Inside sat my mother's wedding ring, and Susannah's, if she would have me. I felt certain that she would, and planned on asking her to take my name the next morning.
"So this will have to wait..." I thought. I could not very well ask her to marry me when she was so upset over Slater. After all, Susannah is only sixteen, though her seventeenth birthday is drawing near, as her mother reminded her the other morning. Susannah is still a young woman, mature for her age, but probably not thinking about marriage. Yes, we are two halves of a whole, soul mates, but still...Best to wait until things are cleared up. Sighing, I put the ring away and held Susannah to me.
I know it's short! I'm sorry!!!!!!!!!!!! I have a bit of writer's block going on.....plus I'm working on stuff that isn't fanfic, so yeah......