CH 7 Captive
Updated 6/18/05
Crissi's POV
Dear Diary,
I predict the future and Suze is coming with Jesse. I just saw them kiss passionately, but not that fanatically. Jesse is so dense to not realize that Suze likes him- a lot. What a sad story. She is way too shy. If I were her, I'd put up a show. (you know what I mean) I mean, come on. He's dead, get a life and lose your virginity why don't you Suze because Jesse is just so damn delicious! Way hotter than Sean, why'd I go out with him? Yeah, he's great at-yeah but still he's not all that. He was not worth what I had to do in order to get him. You do know that I'm not the only mediator back home. Oooh no…
I have the greatest idea: Exorcize Sean and then make Jesse be mine! I'm glad I moved. Not only to get away from-well, I shouldn't say because in case the police find this, they will never know. Onto subject; I mean, it's so obvious that Jesse's trying to resist temptation but I KNOW he wants her, so I'll just threaten to kill Suze and he'll have to be mine. Or I can just impersonate Suze. Even though I had to kill Sean's Girlfriend, (THERE! IT'S OUT, I KILLED HIS FUCKING GIRLFRIEND TO GET TO HIM) it was worth it; now it's just a waste on my record. Now what about Suzie...she has no idea on what I did to Jesse. Ok, I talked to him, hit on him, he refused, end of story. Sigh, I was so close. Let's just say Jesse WILL fall for me...
In due time, darling diary, in due time.
When I kill Suze, I'll exorcise
her and then Jesse will be mine. Goody... I love a good kill. With resistance
and LOTS of blood shed. Got to go, Suze and hottie
are here. Sean doesn't approve of it but do I care? PS, I haven't heard from
his GF since I came.
Crissi
I opened the door and saw Suze and sigh, hottie Jesse. I changed out of that HORRID skirt and those bright colors and switched to my normal self; gothic. Yeah, I am gothic, I don't believe in Christ and I sure don't dress like one and I truly do worship the devil. Plus-I am no virgin. Heck, you should see what I would wear to school! If they'd allow it.
I was wearing my hooker outfit. My low-cut mini and tank and fishnets, my choker necklace and spiky bracelet; all black, my makeup, clothes, everything. I have to admit-I'm a slut and darn proud of it.
Obviously Suze was surprised because she said, "Err, nice outfit." I was about to tell her to shove it up but then I had a better idea. I smiled.
"Thanks Suzie"-I enunciated the word Suzie-" HI Jesse!" and I went up to him, grabbed his face and kissed him.
On the lips.
Suze's POV
Okay, I am PISSED at Crissi. Who does she think she is? First the name "Suzie", then kissing him! ON THE LIPS! And if I'm not mistaken, there was some tongue involved. I stared at Jesse and he at first looked startled then he went with it. This CANNOT be happening! I was about to punch her when MY, MY Jesse broke it, looking p-l-e-a-s-e-d! That's NOT FAIR! I've known him longer and here she comes taking over. I couldn't help it-I burst into tears and ran outside, slamming the door shut.
No, NO, NOO, NOOO! This cannot be happening! I didn't realize where I ran but I didn't care. Then I knew where I was; I was at Paul's house. I heard a twig snap and I whirled around and ended up getting knocked in the head. I thought of Jesse before I blacked out.
The betrayal.
Jesse's POV
Crissi had kissed me but I didn't stop her. Why? I saw Susannah angrily leave and I tried to say, "Susannah, don't go! Forgive me, querida! I don't love Crissi, I love you!" But I couldn't. I knew this meant one thing: Crissi possessed me.
"Crissi," I said angrily, pushing her back. "I don't love you; now get away from my querida and me..." And I tried to disappear to Susannah when Crissi grabbed my hand.
"Not so fast," she snarled. I couldn't believe it. I was facing Susannah's evil twin in essence! I could tell that Paul had something to do with this. Why would Crissi even come to California anyway?
I tried to leave without hurting Crissi but I couldn't. I could never hurt a lady, no matter the circumstances. Then Crissi put her hands on my shoulder and kissed me, again. This time I resisted and dematerialized.
"Jesse! You can't run from me. I am the most powerful person in the world and you WILL be mine." I heard that as I left.
"No," I responded, "The Lord is the most powerful being in the universe; more powerful than your Satan. And you are wrong; I will always be my querida's."
I found myself in Susannah's room and I waited for her for three hours but she never came. I started and pace around when I finally started to comprehend that something was wrong. I needed Father Dominic but he was in the rectory. I was sorry for my biggest sin, my biggest mistake;
I had fallen in love with Susannah Simon, but couldn't admit it. I wasn't good enough for her and I never could give her my heart. After all, I am a ghost.
I'm dead.
I was still thinking over my hopeless love when I heard Susannah call me but I could not come. Something was undeniably wrong.
Suze's POV
"Jesse! Help me!" I thought. I was gagged and blindfolded and what's more? I was tied up AND upset. Bad combination. I was really pissed off. Again.
"C'mon Suze, don't be a wuss…you can get out of here…" I muttered aloud. I didn't know if I was on a chair or what but I just wanted to get OUT. I rocked around and I ended up bumping my head. Crap. Smart, huh. I normally wouldn't have gotten knocked out, believe me, but I wasn't normal. Not like that. I was sad, upset, and drained.
"Jesse didn't love me," I admitted sadly and I fainted…
Again.
Crissi's POV
Okay, confession time: Dear priest of priests… I had Suze knocked out. Hehehe. My devious mind at work again. What's more? I played Jesse and Sean. This was what happened:
Two days ago, I made a deal with Paul but he wanted a reward for his good deeds so I gave him myself. Not like a sacrifice, more as if I threw myself at him. That day I was wearing my hooker outfit, you know? It was another one; way, WAY low cut, enough to show loads of cleave, see through in certain areas in the skirt and shirt and the skirt was a lowriding one, so I wore my pretty little thong to go with it. So I went to his house, it being so close to mine and I rang the doorbell. Paul opened it and I pretended to be Suze, okay? Not a great impression, but he was convinced that Suze turned to the dark side.
"Hi Paul, can I come in? I have to talk to you." He looked more than happy.
"Sure, Suze, come in" and he opened the door wider. I walked in and looked around casually.
"Where are the folks?" I asked, looking at a painting.
He said he was home alone.
"I see...where's your bedroom?"
"Suze, this is you, right?" he asked nervously, "I mean, not that cousin of yours, right?"
I smiled my most seductive smile. "Duh, who else would it be?"
Paul looked nervous. "Err, Suze, I'll be right back. Um, would you like a drink?"
I totally blanked out that I was Suze. "Hmm?"
"Do you want a drink?"
I nodded. "Tequila will do, or a Margarita." Paul really looked surprised. "You drink? That's not like you-" he shook his head. "Even I don't drink."
I looked at him as if he was on crack. "Yeah, I drink, who doesn't? Paul, if you don't have that just give me a beer before I get it myself." I checked my nails. Paul still didn't move. "Fine," I snapped. "I'll get it myself if you don't. Or you know what? Just get me a freaking Coca-Cola." Only I didn't say Freaking.
Paul left quickly and said, "Make yourself at home."
I will...
I changed into a terry bathrobe I brought along.
Paul came back with a silver tray and two champagne glasses. He stopped in his steps when he saw me. "Err, Suze? What are you doing and why are you wearing a bathrobe?"
I groaned in exasperation. "Paul, if you don't hurry up and take me to your room I'll just do it on the sofa and it's not a very good first experience place, if you know what I mean." I winked. Paul raised an eyebrow, but I hauled him to his room and made sure it was worth both our times, and worth my efforts. In the middle of it all, he asked about Jesse.
I replied, "Jesse who? Forget about dead people, I want a guy." Then I asked him if he could exorcise Sean and if we'd do this more often.
Paul had to agree or else who knows what I'd do with his dick in my mouth.
Suze's POV
Okay, something bad is happening. I heard floorboards creaking and I hear someone's in the room with me. I felt my butt leave the ground, chair, I dunno, and someone picked me up. Someone lifted the blindfold and I saw that it was Biker Bob. I kicked him and fled after I punched him some more.
"Think Suze, think. Which way, which way..." I didn't know where I was.
"Lost are we?" It was Crissi. I turned around angrily. She's the one that stole Jesse from me...I was still upset.
"You,-you," I pointed angrily, "You BITCH!"
She bowed. "Too true, I am and damn proud of it too, add to it that I'm a slut and harlot." She winked, "but we won't get into any of that, now will we?"
"Let me go and leave Jesse alone, I don't care, just don't touch him, please. Leave him out of this." I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. I angrily wiped it off my face and glared at Crissi.
"Aw, poor little Suzie Woozy, you crying?" she mocked me. Then her tone went harsh. "Not so fast," she snarled and took out an exacto knife. Hey, I was in my Jimmy Choos, all because of Jesse the bastard! I did NOT want to kick butt in these. "Not so fast," she repeated, "Let me have some fun first. I know you are hurt but that doesn't mean I can't have fun." Then she was gone.
My brain felt like mush but I knew one thing; this was bad. This was very -
"Crap," No Jesse to help me. He always saved me, always came when I called. Shows how much he loves me. But I am one tough cookie; I've been through this before. I felt wind to my left and my fist collided with Crissi's face. She moaned and appeared suddenly.
"Oh you little-" she started. I punched her face again.
"Hey, watch your language, girl." And I threw her on the ground. I felt like venting...I stepped on her and said lightly, "I-have-crud-un-der-my- shoe." And with each syllable I stepped on her skull, harder and harder... "This is for Jesse! And this-this? This is for me and this is for Sean even though I don't know him! Poor idiot boyfriend of yours!" Crissi squealed in pain but did I care? Nope, I was BEYOND it...no mercy. "Not so tough now are you?" I laughed angrily. Like I said, I went nuts.
I kicked her one last time and I started running down the hall. This corridor was full of doors and I didn't know which one so I tried them all.
"Suze, don't leave." My hand was on a doorknob and I turned my head, to face Paul.
"Suze, I thought you cared about me. Why on earth would you do that to me?" I gave him a bored expression.
"Me? Love? You? Never."
And I opened the nearest door, desperate to get away, to find myself in my room and also to find Jesse and Brad talking.