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.
Author's Note: This is a very short chapter, but the next one will be coming soon. Promise!
"I don't know how I got so tangled." – Maroon 5
My cell phone was ringing. Alex's number was flashing on the screen. I was holding the phone in my hands, and staring at it. Picking it up was impossible. Jesse was sitting on the windowsill watching me carefully. I held my breath and pressed the answer button.
"Suze!"
"Hi."
"When are you coming home?" Alex asked enthusiastically.
"When am I coming home?" I repeated. Jesse's head snapped up. His eyes locked with mine, and I knew what this meant. I should go home now, and get married. But if I did, it was over.
"Actually, I think I'm going to hang out in Carmel for awhile. Gina's here. And there's a dispute between Jake and Brad, and I want to meet David's girlfriend, and of course Mom wants to be involved with all the last minute wedding stuff, and a bunch of um, old friends are here, and yea."
I hear Jesse let a breath out. However, Alex is silent. "Well."
"You're mad."
"Kind of. It's less than two weeks before our wedding Suze."
"I know."
"So come home."
"Can't." I said more firmly. "I need to stay here for awhile. It's important, trust me." I said. Trust me. I cringed.
"Well then. I'll come to see you this weekend."
"Great."
"Yea." He said hanging up. He was pissed off, but somehow I just didn't care right now. I turned to Jesse.
"He's coming this weekend. It sounded like a threat. But there's no way he could know anything."
Jesse just shakes his head. "I'm so sorry I ever got you into this."
"I have to tell him."
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"So I just cant tell him." I whined to Paul.
Paul laughed on the other side of the phone line. "So you had sex with him, and now your not getting married? But you can't inform your fiancé?"
"Exactly." I said, as if it was a reasonable answer.
Paul sighed. "You haven't changed, Suze. You haven't changed."
"What am I supposed to do, Paul? I kind of have to get married, only now I can't."
"You don't have to do anything Suze." He said gently. "You don't have to get married to someone you don't-"
"Sop it Paul. I'm not a patient."
"Remember how I told you not to be so impulsive? Well now your thinking too much."
"This requires thought Paul." I snapped.
"What does?" Came an all too familiar voice from behind me.
I spun around. Alex. Here.
"I gotta go." I said, dropping the phone on the bed. I stare blankly at Alex.
"Suze!" He exclaims. And I'm pinching myself trying to tell myself that this isn't happening.
"Honey, what, what are you doing here? I thought you had a case to work on."
He goes on to tell me that the trial was postponed or something. I'm sending silent prayers to God that Jesse does not pick now to come see me.
"That's great." I manage to choke out. "But there's something I have to do. So I'll be back later, in, just later." I stammered, back out of my room.
I practically flew out of my parents' house, and into my car. I hit the gas and zoomed toward the mission. It was time for a little divine intervention. And you didn't much closer than to divine than Father D.
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Alex's POV
If I had wondered before, I knew now. She wasn't mine anymore. I didn't know what it was, if it was that Paul she was always talking to, or someone else. But she wasn't mine anymore.
I grabbed my car keys and ran down to my own car, and started follow her. Hey, I'm a lawyer. Before you argue a case, you need to know your who, what, where, and whens.
Hopefully, if I had those Suze would give me the why.
Author's Note: Ok, so this chapter sucks. Any suggestion of where the story should go? Let us know.
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.
Author's Note: This is a very short chapter, but the next one will be coming soon. Promise!
"I don't know how I got so tangled." – Maroon 5
My cell phone was ringing. Alex's number was flashing on the screen. I was holding the phone in my hands, and staring at it. Picking it up was impossible. Jesse was sitting on the windowsill watching me carefully. I held my breath and pressed the answer button.
"Suze!"
"Hi."
"When are you coming home?" Alex asked enthusiastically.
"When am I coming home?" I repeated. Jesse's head snapped up. His eyes locked with mine, and I knew what this meant. I should go home now, and get married. But if I did, it was over.
"Actually, I think I'm going to hang out in Carmel for awhile. Gina's here. And there's a dispute between Jake and Brad, and I want to meet David's girlfriend, and of course Mom wants to be involved with all the last minute wedding stuff, and a bunch of um, old friends are here, and yea."
I hear Jesse let a breath out. However, Alex is silent. "Well."
"You're mad."
"Kind of. It's less than two weeks before our wedding Suze."
"I know."
"So come home."
"Can't." I said more firmly. "I need to stay here for awhile. It's important, trust me." I said. Trust me. I cringed.
"Well then. I'll come to see you this weekend."
"Great."
"Yea." He said hanging up. He was pissed off, but somehow I just didn't care right now. I turned to Jesse.
"He's coming this weekend. It sounded like a threat. But there's no way he could know anything."
Jesse just shakes his head. "I'm so sorry I ever got you into this."
"I have to tell him."
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"So I just cant tell him." I whined to Paul.
Paul laughed on the other side of the phone line. "So you had sex with him, and now your not getting married? But you can't inform your fiancé?"
"Exactly." I said, as if it was a reasonable answer.
Paul sighed. "You haven't changed, Suze. You haven't changed."
"What am I supposed to do, Paul? I kind of have to get married, only now I can't."
"You don't have to do anything Suze." He said gently. "You don't have to get married to someone you don't-"
"Sop it Paul. I'm not a patient."
"Remember how I told you not to be so impulsive? Well now your thinking too much."
"This requires thought Paul." I snapped.
"What does?" Came an all too familiar voice from behind me.
I spun around. Alex. Here.
"I gotta go." I said, dropping the phone on the bed. I stare blankly at Alex.
"Suze!" He exclaims. And I'm pinching myself trying to tell myself that this isn't happening.
"Honey, what, what are you doing here? I thought you had a case to work on."
He goes on to tell me that the trial was postponed or something. I'm sending silent prayers to God that Jesse does not pick now to come see me.
"That's great." I manage to choke out. "But there's something I have to do. So I'll be back later, in, just later." I stammered, back out of my room.
I practically flew out of my parents' house, and into my car. I hit the gas and zoomed toward the mission. It was time for a little divine intervention. And you didn't much closer than to divine than Father D.
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Alex's POV
If I had wondered before, I knew now. She wasn't mine anymore. I didn't know what it was, if it was that Paul she was always talking to, or someone else. But she wasn't mine anymore.
I grabbed my car keys and ran down to my own car, and started follow her. Hey, I'm a lawyer. Before you argue a case, you need to know your who, what, where, and whens.
Hopefully, if I had those Suze would give me the why.
Author's Note: Ok, so this chapter sucks. Any suggestion of where the story should go? Let us know.