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Author: Sara and Lizzie
Disclaimer: Meg is God. We borrowed it, don't sue.
Rating: Pg-13, with a possible change.
Summary: Several years after Jesse disappeared, Suze is living in San Francisco, finally leading the normal life she dreamed of when she was a teenager. Until she returns to Carmel for a Fourth of July weekend that changes her life again.
" God knows, even angels fall." -Jessica Andrews
Latinagrl- To answer your question, the idea came out of the Hugh Grant movie '4 Weddings and a Funeral'. We didn't take your idea, but um, sorry we made it seem that way?
By the time my Mom and Andy even got out of bed, I had showered, painted my fingernails and my toe nails, made coffee and bought bagels.
I hadn't slept. I hadn't even tried after I got home. What was the point? I was going through these desperate motions to try and ignore the fact that was no way I could marry Alex now. I knew it, I was just trying my best to deny it. No, overcome it.
"You are marrying Alex." I whispered to myself. Just to prove my point, I picked up my cell phone and called him.
"Suze." He said warmly, picking up the phone.
"Hey." I said softly, guiltily. "How's the case?" Then he said some stuff, and I said some stuff. I wasn't even thinking about him the whole time we were talking.
"Suze?" he finally asked. "You ok?"
"Yea. I gotta go and help my mom. Party tonight. Fourth of July, you know."
"Yea. Well, have fun. I love you."
I opened my mouth to say. "Bye." I clicked off my phone, and smacked my palm against my forehead. Good one Suze. Bye? My phone rang again, and there was an unfamiliar number on the screen.
"Hello?"
"Don't say I didn't warn you Simon." Said a smooth, unmistakable voice.
"Shut up Paul." I said. I know what you're thinking. Paul? Paul Slater? Well, he got engaged to a girl who's exactly his type, and stopped stalking me, and since then we've become friends. I called him last night and left a million messages, and I was so glad he was finally calling me back. Paul was the one person I knew would stick up for me. Even though he had someone, and we were friends, he still was not a fan of Jesse.
"See, Suze, I told you shouldn't fall in love with a ghost, because he'll always come back to haunt you." He said, laughing a little. I managed to laugh a little too.
"He's not haunting me Paul." I said. "He's alive."
"What?"
"He's alive."
"You didn't mention that in your message. That changes things."
"What does that mean?" I asked defensively, not liking his tone at all.
"I guess your not getting married anymore."
"God! Why is everyone saying that? Yes, I am marrying Alex. I made a commitment. I committed. We are getting married."
"Do you love Jesse?"
"Paul, if I can't honor my promise to Alex, what do I have?"
"If you can't be with the love of your life what do you have?"
He had a point. Not that I wanted to admit it. And I was more confused than when I started. He was the love of my life. Jesse, not Paul, obviously. And the thought of marrying Alex, and not being with him was scary.
Then I thought about telling Alex I couldn't marry him. Also scary, and guilt ridden, and painful. There was no good way out of this, unless I just gave them both up. Which would never work either.
I turned my attention back to Paul.
"Suze, lets face it, you never really stop loving your first love. The love only changes. It changes into someone you love like a brother or sister, like I love you, or it changes into something you really need, something you really want to live with. If you really love Jesse, it's not fair to marry Alex."
"I'll call you back." I said. Paul had just said something really profound. But, if he were in the same position, would he leave Kaelyn? Probably not.
The whole thing was so ridiculously typical; I kind of wanted to scream. It just figured that I would finally get to a point where I could live life without being too sad over Jesse, get engaged, then bam, everything falls apart around me.
It just goes to show you, when you think you've got things under control..
"Suze?" It was David. "What's happened?"
"Nothing happened." I said too cheerfully. "Why?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Because you shot out of here in the middle of the night, and obviously didn't sleep, so something must have happened at Father Dominic's office."
"It's fine David, ok?"
"Suze. Tell me."
I sighed. Why not? Doc was the logical one, maybe he'd tell me what I wanted to hear. "Jesse is back. He's, um, he's alive."
"How did that happen?"
"I have no idea, and yes I still love him but I am still marrying Alex, because contrary to what everyone else says, it is the right thing to do."
David smiles. "From that outburst, it's evident who your heart belongs to Suze. Love should never need convincing."
Author: Sara and Lizzie
Disclaimer: Meg is God. We borrowed it, don't sue.
Rating: Pg-13, with a possible change.
Summary: Several years after Jesse disappeared, Suze is living in San Francisco, finally leading the normal life she dreamed of when she was a teenager. Until she returns to Carmel for a Fourth of July weekend that changes her life again.
" God knows, even angels fall." -Jessica Andrews
Latinagrl- To answer your question, the idea came out of the Hugh Grant movie '4 Weddings and a Funeral'. We didn't take your idea, but um, sorry we made it seem that way?
By the time my Mom and Andy even got out of bed, I had showered, painted my fingernails and my toe nails, made coffee and bought bagels.
I hadn't slept. I hadn't even tried after I got home. What was the point? I was going through these desperate motions to try and ignore the fact that was no way I could marry Alex now. I knew it, I was just trying my best to deny it. No, overcome it.
"You are marrying Alex." I whispered to myself. Just to prove my point, I picked up my cell phone and called him.
"Suze." He said warmly, picking up the phone.
"Hey." I said softly, guiltily. "How's the case?" Then he said some stuff, and I said some stuff. I wasn't even thinking about him the whole time we were talking.
"Suze?" he finally asked. "You ok?"
"Yea. I gotta go and help my mom. Party tonight. Fourth of July, you know."
"Yea. Well, have fun. I love you."
I opened my mouth to say. "Bye." I clicked off my phone, and smacked my palm against my forehead. Good one Suze. Bye? My phone rang again, and there was an unfamiliar number on the screen.
"Hello?"
"Don't say I didn't warn you Simon." Said a smooth, unmistakable voice.
"Shut up Paul." I said. I know what you're thinking. Paul? Paul Slater? Well, he got engaged to a girl who's exactly his type, and stopped stalking me, and since then we've become friends. I called him last night and left a million messages, and I was so glad he was finally calling me back. Paul was the one person I knew would stick up for me. Even though he had someone, and we were friends, he still was not a fan of Jesse.
"See, Suze, I told you shouldn't fall in love with a ghost, because he'll always come back to haunt you." He said, laughing a little. I managed to laugh a little too.
"He's not haunting me Paul." I said. "He's alive."
"What?"
"He's alive."
"You didn't mention that in your message. That changes things."
"What does that mean?" I asked defensively, not liking his tone at all.
"I guess your not getting married anymore."
"God! Why is everyone saying that? Yes, I am marrying Alex. I made a commitment. I committed. We are getting married."
"Do you love Jesse?"
"Paul, if I can't honor my promise to Alex, what do I have?"
"If you can't be with the love of your life what do you have?"
He had a point. Not that I wanted to admit it. And I was more confused than when I started. He was the love of my life. Jesse, not Paul, obviously. And the thought of marrying Alex, and not being with him was scary.
Then I thought about telling Alex I couldn't marry him. Also scary, and guilt ridden, and painful. There was no good way out of this, unless I just gave them both up. Which would never work either.
I turned my attention back to Paul.
"Suze, lets face it, you never really stop loving your first love. The love only changes. It changes into someone you love like a brother or sister, like I love you, or it changes into something you really need, something you really want to live with. If you really love Jesse, it's not fair to marry Alex."
"I'll call you back." I said. Paul had just said something really profound. But, if he were in the same position, would he leave Kaelyn? Probably not.
The whole thing was so ridiculously typical; I kind of wanted to scream. It just figured that I would finally get to a point where I could live life without being too sad over Jesse, get engaged, then bam, everything falls apart around me.
It just goes to show you, when you think you've got things under control..
"Suze?" It was David. "What's happened?"
"Nothing happened." I said too cheerfully. "Why?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Because you shot out of here in the middle of the night, and obviously didn't sleep, so something must have happened at Father Dominic's office."
"It's fine David, ok?"
"Suze. Tell me."
I sighed. Why not? Doc was the logical one, maybe he'd tell me what I wanted to hear. "Jesse is back. He's, um, he's alive."
"How did that happen?"
"I have no idea, and yes I still love him but I am still marrying Alex, because contrary to what everyone else says, it is the right thing to do."
David smiles. "From that outburst, it's evident who your heart belongs to Suze. Love should never need convincing."