Broken in Two
Fanfics story
Mediator
Continued after Haunted
Suze loves Jesse, she knows that much. But what about Paul? Suze is starting to realize the truth about Jesse and her. She starts to realize that she needs a real boyfriend... but that won't stop her from loving a ghost.
Thanks for the reviews, once again! Keep reading!
Chapter Four
That night, I stayed at one of the spare bedrooms. Dopey's bedroom, actually. I had come to find that, back in 1850, this room was considered one of the better rooms, and smelled nothing like sweat or baby powder... Dopey's favorite cologne.
All night, I was up, thinking of ways to try and get Jesse to remember me. Should I tell him about all the times he's saved me? About Paul? About Heather, Michael, Tad? Should I tell him about when he kissed me, about how it made me feel?
By the time I went to bed, it was pretty much around 3 o'clock in the morning... and then, dawn came at around 5. I felt someone shake me awake (I was on the armchair... seeing as that was where I fell asleep while thinking last night).
"Susannah" Jesse's voice was gentle in my ear. "Wake up, we must get a head start to the ranch." I was so tired, I opened my eyes to see Jesse's face over mine. I swear, if I could wake up like this every day, I would die happy. "I will go out and saddle the horses... you can borrow my sister's clothes once we get to the ranch." He said.
"Mmm hm." I muttered, and turned over to wake up. Jesse had already left, so I started to get up. Dopey's room was looking way nicer than it usually does, what with the white and purple walls and odors. This room was painted a caramel color, and had a mirror hanging on one wall, next to the bed. I decided to go look in the mirror to see how my appearance was.
I got up from the armchair and approached the mirror. And, to my horror, I saw that my hair was utterly DISGUSTING! How could I even let Jesse see me like this? I tried to fix it as best I could before going downstairs.
Now remember Suze, said a voice in my head as I descended the staircase. He doesn't know you. Act like a stranger to him.
I opened the front doors, and saw that Jesse had two horses saddled up, with two bags of food on his horse.
"Well, good morning, Susannah." Jesse greeted me with a smile, one of those mysterious smiles. The ones I loved.
"Hey." I said. "So, um, this is my horse?" I pointed to a chestnut brown stallion.
"Yes, do you know how to get on?" Jesse wanted to know.
"Oh yeah, no problemo." I said with a nervous smile. Okay, I gotta be clear with you – I seriously have NO IDEA how to ride a horse. None at all. I also have no idea how to get on it, or sit on it. So, there I was, the fool that I am, trying to get on the horse. Wow, I thought to myself. I must really look like a retard. But, to my surprise, Jesse, who watched me struggle with great amusement, came and lifted me onto the horse, with his strong arms.
"Um... thanks." I blushed. Hey, it was pretty embarrassing! I mean, I couldn't even get on a horse, here.
"Not a problem." Jesse replied. "Now, to stop the horse, give it's harness a pull, and to make it go faster, squeeze your legs against his body." Jesse indicated.
"Um, okay then..." I was pretty uneasy. But when Jesse got on his horse, and we started to ride, I kind of got used to the pain in my legs. Soon enough, we were riding through a field.
"So, Susannah!" Jesse yelled at me from across on his horse. "Do you have any family in... where are you from again?"
"Um," I yelled back. "Well, I'm from New York, and I do have some family. I have my parents, and three brothers." I figured that was all the info he needed to know. Jesse seemed satisfied as well, so I asked him if he had any siblings, although I already knew the answer.
"Yes." Jesse replied. "I have five sisters. They are all younger than me. I have been away for so long, and have missed them so much. They always make me laugh." Then he chuckled to himself. "Isabella, the youngest, would always want me to give her rides on my back. She would refuse to ride a horse. She always thought I was one. A horse, I mean." He laughed again. "And Marianna would always obsess over the new boys in town, though my mother forbid her to see them. And Joanna, she was always cooking something new, though no one ever wanted to taste it. She is a horrible cook, but I miss her." I pretty much figured that Jesse loved his sisters a lot. When I didn't reply to Jesse's story, he asked me,
"Susannah, it's almost mid day, and you seem tired. Would you like to stop for lunch?" I was so surprised that I asid "Sure." Without even thinking. I had planned this all night yesterday. While having lunch, I would remind Jesse of all the things he and I did together, and maybe he would remember.
We stopped in a field and sat, eating the lunch the chef had prepared for us... bread and cheese. Great. Not only was I sitting in GRASS, but I was sitting in a field. Did ticks live in fields? What about snakes? Jesse interrupted my thoughts by saying,
"Something on your mind, Susannah?" I knew that now was the time to start my little speech.
"Jesse" I said. "I have to tell you something." To say that Jesse looked surprised would have been a huge understatement. He put down his bread and looked me in the eyes.
"What is it Susannah?"
"Okay." I started. "Well, I have no other way to put this, but... um, Jesse, we know each other. That night, when I caught Diego, you were supposed to die. Diego was supposed to have strangled you. And then you should have stayed and haunted that bedroom for like, one hundred and fifty years, and then I was supposed to have moved in, and we would meet. And... fall in love." I stopped to take a breath. But Jesse just looked at me like I had grown seven heads. "Come on Jesse!" I cried. "Don't you remember? Don't you remember Heather, and Father Dom? What about Tad, Marcus, Michael, the RLS Angels? Please remember Jesse! Remember? When Maria and Diego came back, and they threw me off the porch roof? And remember, Andy and Dopey found your body? Remember Paul? Remember, when you kissed me? Please remember, Jesse!" Tears were streaming from my eyes now. "Please." I whispered. "That kiss was the best thing that ever happened to me."
Then, all of a sudden, Jesse just stared at me. He didn't blink... just stared. He stared for what seemed like ages, and finally, after what seemed like years, he managed to whisper a word, a word that I'll never forget.
"Querida?"
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Okay yall, Jesse is having this kind of flashback memory thing. Also, when Suze said "That kiss was the best thing that ever happened to me", that was what she said before Jesse kissed her in the fifth book, Haunted. So it all pieces together somehow. But don't fool yourself, I aint finished! Keep reading and reviewing!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hauntedgurrl
Fanfics story
Mediator
Continued after Haunted
Suze loves Jesse, she knows that much. But what about Paul? Suze is starting to realize the truth about Jesse and her. She starts to realize that she needs a real boyfriend... but that won't stop her from loving a ghost.
Thanks for the reviews, once again! Keep reading!
Chapter Four
That night, I stayed at one of the spare bedrooms. Dopey's bedroom, actually. I had come to find that, back in 1850, this room was considered one of the better rooms, and smelled nothing like sweat or baby powder... Dopey's favorite cologne.
All night, I was up, thinking of ways to try and get Jesse to remember me. Should I tell him about all the times he's saved me? About Paul? About Heather, Michael, Tad? Should I tell him about when he kissed me, about how it made me feel?
By the time I went to bed, it was pretty much around 3 o'clock in the morning... and then, dawn came at around 5. I felt someone shake me awake (I was on the armchair... seeing as that was where I fell asleep while thinking last night).
"Susannah" Jesse's voice was gentle in my ear. "Wake up, we must get a head start to the ranch." I was so tired, I opened my eyes to see Jesse's face over mine. I swear, if I could wake up like this every day, I would die happy. "I will go out and saddle the horses... you can borrow my sister's clothes once we get to the ranch." He said.
"Mmm hm." I muttered, and turned over to wake up. Jesse had already left, so I started to get up. Dopey's room was looking way nicer than it usually does, what with the white and purple walls and odors. This room was painted a caramel color, and had a mirror hanging on one wall, next to the bed. I decided to go look in the mirror to see how my appearance was.
I got up from the armchair and approached the mirror. And, to my horror, I saw that my hair was utterly DISGUSTING! How could I even let Jesse see me like this? I tried to fix it as best I could before going downstairs.
Now remember Suze, said a voice in my head as I descended the staircase. He doesn't know you. Act like a stranger to him.
I opened the front doors, and saw that Jesse had two horses saddled up, with two bags of food on his horse.
"Well, good morning, Susannah." Jesse greeted me with a smile, one of those mysterious smiles. The ones I loved.
"Hey." I said. "So, um, this is my horse?" I pointed to a chestnut brown stallion.
"Yes, do you know how to get on?" Jesse wanted to know.
"Oh yeah, no problemo." I said with a nervous smile. Okay, I gotta be clear with you – I seriously have NO IDEA how to ride a horse. None at all. I also have no idea how to get on it, or sit on it. So, there I was, the fool that I am, trying to get on the horse. Wow, I thought to myself. I must really look like a retard. But, to my surprise, Jesse, who watched me struggle with great amusement, came and lifted me onto the horse, with his strong arms.
"Um... thanks." I blushed. Hey, it was pretty embarrassing! I mean, I couldn't even get on a horse, here.
"Not a problem." Jesse replied. "Now, to stop the horse, give it's harness a pull, and to make it go faster, squeeze your legs against his body." Jesse indicated.
"Um, okay then..." I was pretty uneasy. But when Jesse got on his horse, and we started to ride, I kind of got used to the pain in my legs. Soon enough, we were riding through a field.
"So, Susannah!" Jesse yelled at me from across on his horse. "Do you have any family in... where are you from again?"
"Um," I yelled back. "Well, I'm from New York, and I do have some family. I have my parents, and three brothers." I figured that was all the info he needed to know. Jesse seemed satisfied as well, so I asked him if he had any siblings, although I already knew the answer.
"Yes." Jesse replied. "I have five sisters. They are all younger than me. I have been away for so long, and have missed them so much. They always make me laugh." Then he chuckled to himself. "Isabella, the youngest, would always want me to give her rides on my back. She would refuse to ride a horse. She always thought I was one. A horse, I mean." He laughed again. "And Marianna would always obsess over the new boys in town, though my mother forbid her to see them. And Joanna, she was always cooking something new, though no one ever wanted to taste it. She is a horrible cook, but I miss her." I pretty much figured that Jesse loved his sisters a lot. When I didn't reply to Jesse's story, he asked me,
"Susannah, it's almost mid day, and you seem tired. Would you like to stop for lunch?" I was so surprised that I asid "Sure." Without even thinking. I had planned this all night yesterday. While having lunch, I would remind Jesse of all the things he and I did together, and maybe he would remember.
We stopped in a field and sat, eating the lunch the chef had prepared for us... bread and cheese. Great. Not only was I sitting in GRASS, but I was sitting in a field. Did ticks live in fields? What about snakes? Jesse interrupted my thoughts by saying,
"Something on your mind, Susannah?" I knew that now was the time to start my little speech.
"Jesse" I said. "I have to tell you something." To say that Jesse looked surprised would have been a huge understatement. He put down his bread and looked me in the eyes.
"What is it Susannah?"
"Okay." I started. "Well, I have no other way to put this, but... um, Jesse, we know each other. That night, when I caught Diego, you were supposed to die. Diego was supposed to have strangled you. And then you should have stayed and haunted that bedroom for like, one hundred and fifty years, and then I was supposed to have moved in, and we would meet. And... fall in love." I stopped to take a breath. But Jesse just looked at me like I had grown seven heads. "Come on Jesse!" I cried. "Don't you remember? Don't you remember Heather, and Father Dom? What about Tad, Marcus, Michael, the RLS Angels? Please remember Jesse! Remember? When Maria and Diego came back, and they threw me off the porch roof? And remember, Andy and Dopey found your body? Remember Paul? Remember, when you kissed me? Please remember, Jesse!" Tears were streaming from my eyes now. "Please." I whispered. "That kiss was the best thing that ever happened to me."
Then, all of a sudden, Jesse just stared at me. He didn't blink... just stared. He stared for what seemed like ages, and finally, after what seemed like years, he managed to whisper a word, a word that I'll never forget.
"Querida?"
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Okay yall, Jesse is having this kind of flashback memory thing. Also, when Suze said "That kiss was the best thing that ever happened to me", that was what she said before Jesse kissed her in the fifth book, Haunted. So it all pieces together somehow. But don't fool yourself, I aint finished! Keep reading and reviewing!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hauntedgurrl