Hey guys, I know its been a bit since I updated, but I started a new story ("Mia Meets Mediator"- check it out! ( ) But here's a new chapter for you, since I really don't feel like summarizing an article on synthetic biology and genetic engineering for bio class.

Chapter 12

Suze POV

I headed to the door, slightly miffed that I had to leave Jesse to do this, and even more so when I saw just who I had left my oh-so-lovable boyfriend for.

"Suze, what's wrong with you?" Paul asked accusingly.

"Hey, Paul. I'm great, thanks. And how are you?" I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes, and continued.

"Jesse-" insert strong four-letter-word "-cheated on you, and you go running back to him?"

"Yes." He waited for me to elaborate, but I didn't, so he continued.

"Once a guy cheats, he's always gonna cheat. I saw how hurt you were this morning; why are you signing yourself up for more of that?" I was a surprised to see a little bit of actual concern in his eyes. But only a little.

"You know, Paul, thank you for your theories about Jesse, but I don't really care. You know nothing, and I know the only reason you're over here is try to break us up. So how about you leave me alone, and get over yourself?" I said harshly.

"Dammit, Suze, I'm trying to show you that Jesse is an asshole who isn't worth your time because he's a cheating bastard! Now, me, however..."

"Paul. Out. NOW!" He glared at me, then his most surprising move of the night: he pulled me into a hug, kissed me, and wouldn't let go.

"Susannah! Paul! What are you doing?" Jesse exclaimed. Paul broke away from me.

"Jeez, Suze, couldn't keep you hands off me, could you? I've got stuff to do, I'll see you later." He left, and I turned, shell-shocked, to a confused looking Jesse.

"Jesse, it wasn't me. I swear. He just grabbed me and kissed me." Jesse sighed.

"Sí, querida, I know. I just wish he and Ava stopped trying to break us up..." Wait. Something dawned on me.

"Jesse! Did Ava happen to give you anything that night, something you ate or drank or breathed in?" He thought back.

"Perhaps... what did happen? We had desert... she left the room to get herself and I milk... Paul called you... She got me milk, and then suddenly Paul called you!"

"She must have given you something, drugged you!" I exclaimed in excitement, but the excitement quickly turned into anger. "That bitch! She drugged you, then made you cheat on me!"

"Querida, shh... we have to figure out a way to get them to stop." We settled in the living room (with some stolen cookies and milk) and thought and talked (and cuddled () for a long time, but then we finally came up with a plan.

A/n: sorry its short, but as I said in the beginning, I hve homework I have to do and its almost 10:00. But I hope you enjoyed, and I'll try to update this, and my other story, ASAP.