Title: Everything You Thought You Knew
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.
"Don't bother angel, I know exactly what goes on." –Taking Back Sunday
I woke up at 12:30 in the afternoon to hear a lot of shouting. I hadn't fallen asleep until around 6 AM, so I was slightly aggravated to hear all this shouting.
I was creeping from my room trying to listen. I determined that shouting was between Brad and Jake, and since Jake was repeatedly screaming, "You kissed my girlfriend." I was pretty sure I had an idea of what was going on.
I was about to go back to bed, when I heard the doorbell ring. I looked out my window and saw another convertible parked next to mine in the driveway.
I flew downstairs and opened the door to see Paul standing there, smiling. "Thought you could use a voice of reason."
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Several minutes later, I was dressed and we were sitting in my room, away from the fight between my brothers. Before we could actually talk, Gina appeared breathless in the doorway.
"Jake and I are going elsewhere. He needs to leave or he may kill Brad." I nodded and watched her go.
"Suze." Paul said. "Talk to me."
"Paul." I mocked him.
"Suze, I'm serious. This could have a huge effect on your mental stability."
I rolled my eyes. "Shrink." I muttered. He eyed me. I sighed. "Ok, so I still love him."
"Suze. Don't be so cavalier about this. It's a big deal, whether you can handle it or not."
Paul locked his eyes into mine. And I let loose. "I'm so stuck Paul. I can't get married. How can I get married? I'm so in love with Jesse. But I can't just break this engagement, this promise. There's something so wrong with that. Everything is going fine, Alex has no idea that-."
Paul cut me off. "You don't want to leave Alex like Jesse left you." He said, shaking his head.
"That's ridiculous. It's not the same."
"It's ridiculously true Suze. Jesse moved on when things were going just dandy. You can't do the same thing. That's the thing keeping you." While Paul reveled in the glory of his psychoanalysis, and basically occupied himself by look pleased with his superior intelligence, I was working on proving him wrong.
Which is difficult when you know the person your trying to prove wrong is right. He was right. I sighed.
"So what do I do?" I asked.
Paul shrugged. "I can't tell you that. You need to figure out for yourself. Try talking to Jesse."
"Been there, done that, can't. Every time we try to talk, we end up kissing."
"Suze. I live in L.A. I'm a shrink in L.A. Trust me, that's not too unnatural."
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Alex's POV
The sun was blazing in San Francisco, but I had the distinct feeling that something dark was going on in the Carmel Hills. I had talked to Suze only a few times since she had gone home for the holiday, and each time she had been more and more distant.
I had called her house today, and her one of her stepbrothers told me that she wasn't home.
Which would have been believable if I hadn't heard her and another male voice talking very faintly in the background.
Now, I'm not saying that something is going on. But I'm a lawyer. This is my job.
I had to know what was happening.
Author's Note: Sorry it's so short. Everyone is saying bring in Alex, and we will. Just not right now. Only a little Alex for the time being.
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.
"Don't bother angel, I know exactly what goes on." –Taking Back Sunday
I woke up at 12:30 in the afternoon to hear a lot of shouting. I hadn't fallen asleep until around 6 AM, so I was slightly aggravated to hear all this shouting.
I was creeping from my room trying to listen. I determined that shouting was between Brad and Jake, and since Jake was repeatedly screaming, "You kissed my girlfriend." I was pretty sure I had an idea of what was going on.
I was about to go back to bed, when I heard the doorbell ring. I looked out my window and saw another convertible parked next to mine in the driveway.
I flew downstairs and opened the door to see Paul standing there, smiling. "Thought you could use a voice of reason."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~
Several minutes later, I was dressed and we were sitting in my room, away from the fight between my brothers. Before we could actually talk, Gina appeared breathless in the doorway.
"Jake and I are going elsewhere. He needs to leave or he may kill Brad." I nodded and watched her go.
"Suze." Paul said. "Talk to me."
"Paul." I mocked him.
"Suze, I'm serious. This could have a huge effect on your mental stability."
I rolled my eyes. "Shrink." I muttered. He eyed me. I sighed. "Ok, so I still love him."
"Suze. Don't be so cavalier about this. It's a big deal, whether you can handle it or not."
Paul locked his eyes into mine. And I let loose. "I'm so stuck Paul. I can't get married. How can I get married? I'm so in love with Jesse. But I can't just break this engagement, this promise. There's something so wrong with that. Everything is going fine, Alex has no idea that-."
Paul cut me off. "You don't want to leave Alex like Jesse left you." He said, shaking his head.
"That's ridiculous. It's not the same."
"It's ridiculously true Suze. Jesse moved on when things were going just dandy. You can't do the same thing. That's the thing keeping you." While Paul reveled in the glory of his psychoanalysis, and basically occupied himself by look pleased with his superior intelligence, I was working on proving him wrong.
Which is difficult when you know the person your trying to prove wrong is right. He was right. I sighed.
"So what do I do?" I asked.
Paul shrugged. "I can't tell you that. You need to figure out for yourself. Try talking to Jesse."
"Been there, done that, can't. Every time we try to talk, we end up kissing."
"Suze. I live in L.A. I'm a shrink in L.A. Trust me, that's not too unnatural."
~*~*~**~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Alex's POV
The sun was blazing in San Francisco, but I had the distinct feeling that something dark was going on in the Carmel Hills. I had talked to Suze only a few times since she had gone home for the holiday, and each time she had been more and more distant.
I had called her house today, and her one of her stepbrothers told me that she wasn't home.
Which would have been believable if I hadn't heard her and another male voice talking very faintly in the background.
Now, I'm not saying that something is going on. But I'm a lawyer. This is my job.
I had to know what was happening.
Author's Note: Sorry it's so short. Everyone is saying bring in Alex, and we will. Just not right now. Only a little Alex for the time being.