Disclaimer- Of course the great and wonderful Meg Cabot owns everything, not me. The plot line is my friend's idea and mine.
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I would just like to say thanks for all of the great reviews the story is getting. Thanks a lot!
And now.....Chapter 4! :)
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"Suze....Suze...." I woke up suddenly, as if hearing my voice from a dream.
"Jesse?" I whispered.
"Why do you always have to bring that stupid cowboy into every one of our conversations?" Paul yelled at me.
We were inside a dimly lit room that smelled of gym socks. And trust me, I know what they smell like due to Dopey's complete lack of knowledge concerning how to work a washer and a little thing called....the shower. I slowly began to make sense of what was going on. "Paul, where the heck are we?" I screamed at him, hoping to get some kind of decent response.
"Oh we're still in Carmel Hills, we're just somewhere no one will find us." He grinned, leaning closer to me. "It's just the two of us Suze. Get used to it."
Frustrated, I kicked him in the shin....hard. "You just don't understand do you Paul? I can get away from you so quick that you won't even realize I'm gone." I sneered.
"Oh yeah." He looked up eyeing me. "Well in that case. See if you can."
I began walking towards the door and tried to open it. It was locked. Now, I tried to hide my panic, I really did. But panic....yeah, not so easy to hide when you're in a locked room with a guy who's already tried to kill you once, and more than likely....thinking about doing it again....or worse. I took in a deep breath and turned around to face him. I looked at Paul hatefully and then smirked. "JESSE!" I called as loud as I could. Paul laughed. This could not be good. I thought as I stared at him, hoping that he mistook the fear for anger.
"That's not going to work Suze." He chuckled. "Why can't you see that we're meant for each other?" He reached out his hand to touch my face.
I knocked it away. "Paul what the heck did you do!" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm and under control, but it wasn't working too well.
"Oh, just a little something that my friend concocted." He motioned over his shoulder.
For the first time I realized we weren't the only ones in the room. Biker Bob was standing in a corner smirking at the little scene taking place before him.
"What did you do?" I asked Paul again. This time I know he saw the panic in my eyes.
"Oh....is little Suze getting scared?" He looked at me grinning evilly, "It's just a simple drug really. It knocked you out for a little while and now, you can't call your precious cowboy to you. Your mind is completely blocked to the mediating world. This....me and you....well, that's all you will be concentrating on for a long while."
"So let me get this straight." I looked at Paul and gritted my teeth, trying to put it all together.
"You....kidnapped me????" I asked in disbelief.
"That's right sweetheart...." He looked as if he would explain more, but suddenly his watch beeped. "Oh....sorry about that, but we'll have to talk about this later, I've got a day of school to contend with." He smiled and leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.
I kneed him in the gut and watched, in satisfaction, as he fell to the floor. "BOB!" He yelled. "Make sure she doesn't try anything funny. I want you guarding this room until I get back. You understand?"
Biker Bob nodded as he and Paul slipped out the door. I heard the lock click and slowly sank to the floor. I was dazed. So dazed in fact that I hadn't even thought about anyone coming to rescue me. All I could think about was my family, Father Dom....Jesse. I realized that I could think about them, but as far as trying to call Jesse, as I had been able to so many times before, I couldn't. I realized, to my dismay, that I had never wanted to use my mediator powers more than I did right now. What has he done to me? I thought silently as I began to feel tears, and I hate it when I cry, welling into my eyes. I tried blinking them back, but it didn't work. I sat bawling for a good hour and a half before I finally realized someone was in the room with me. Someone with an all too familiar spectral glow around them. "Jesse?" I looked up, hoping against hope that it would be him.
I gasped at what I saw instead. "Maria! What the heck are you doing here!?" I yelped. I stood up and grabbed her by the hair. "What do you want Maria? Does this have anything to do with Paul? Are you in this with him too?" I yanked on her hair harder. "Tell me!"
"Oww!" She yelped in pain. "I don't want to be here anymore than you do." She growled. "But I needed to talk to Paul about our deal."
"What deal?" I asked, letting go of her hair slowly.
"The deal I made with him to get rid of Jesse last summer! He told me that I would finally get peace and then you sent me back to that place and he never filled his end of the deal and I was spit back out down here. They told me I still had something left to do." She shrugged her shoulders. "I do not have a clue as to what they meant."
"Well....you're about as screwed as I am." I looked at her suspiciously.
"Oh, and why is that?" Her eyes narrowing slightly at me.
"Because, Paul has me trapped in here and I don't have the slightest idea how to get out."
Maria looked at me uncertainly. "You mean you're stuck here without...." She looked at my disheveled hair and my, now, dusty pajamas. "Without a comb or running water?" She asked.
I looked at her dumbfounded. Leave it to her to find the stupid in a helpless situation. "Maria. That's not important right now.....what is important is that I have to get out of here."
Suddenly she disappeared. Just *poof*, just like that. I groaned in helpless frustration and began walking around the confinement of the room. I had to find a way out and soon.
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Okay, there's the fourth chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. You know what to do. :)
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I would just like to say thanks for all of the great reviews the story is getting. Thanks a lot!
And now.....Chapter 4! :)
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"Suze....Suze...." I woke up suddenly, as if hearing my voice from a dream.
"Jesse?" I whispered.
"Why do you always have to bring that stupid cowboy into every one of our conversations?" Paul yelled at me.
We were inside a dimly lit room that smelled of gym socks. And trust me, I know what they smell like due to Dopey's complete lack of knowledge concerning how to work a washer and a little thing called....the shower. I slowly began to make sense of what was going on. "Paul, where the heck are we?" I screamed at him, hoping to get some kind of decent response.
"Oh we're still in Carmel Hills, we're just somewhere no one will find us." He grinned, leaning closer to me. "It's just the two of us Suze. Get used to it."
Frustrated, I kicked him in the shin....hard. "You just don't understand do you Paul? I can get away from you so quick that you won't even realize I'm gone." I sneered.
"Oh yeah." He looked up eyeing me. "Well in that case. See if you can."
I began walking towards the door and tried to open it. It was locked. Now, I tried to hide my panic, I really did. But panic....yeah, not so easy to hide when you're in a locked room with a guy who's already tried to kill you once, and more than likely....thinking about doing it again....or worse. I took in a deep breath and turned around to face him. I looked at Paul hatefully and then smirked. "JESSE!" I called as loud as I could. Paul laughed. This could not be good. I thought as I stared at him, hoping that he mistook the fear for anger.
"That's not going to work Suze." He chuckled. "Why can't you see that we're meant for each other?" He reached out his hand to touch my face.
I knocked it away. "Paul what the heck did you do!" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm and under control, but it wasn't working too well.
"Oh, just a little something that my friend concocted." He motioned over his shoulder.
For the first time I realized we weren't the only ones in the room. Biker Bob was standing in a corner smirking at the little scene taking place before him.
"What did you do?" I asked Paul again. This time I know he saw the panic in my eyes.
"Oh....is little Suze getting scared?" He looked at me grinning evilly, "It's just a simple drug really. It knocked you out for a little while and now, you can't call your precious cowboy to you. Your mind is completely blocked to the mediating world. This....me and you....well, that's all you will be concentrating on for a long while."
"So let me get this straight." I looked at Paul and gritted my teeth, trying to put it all together.
"You....kidnapped me????" I asked in disbelief.
"That's right sweetheart...." He looked as if he would explain more, but suddenly his watch beeped. "Oh....sorry about that, but we'll have to talk about this later, I've got a day of school to contend with." He smiled and leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.
I kneed him in the gut and watched, in satisfaction, as he fell to the floor. "BOB!" He yelled. "Make sure she doesn't try anything funny. I want you guarding this room until I get back. You understand?"
Biker Bob nodded as he and Paul slipped out the door. I heard the lock click and slowly sank to the floor. I was dazed. So dazed in fact that I hadn't even thought about anyone coming to rescue me. All I could think about was my family, Father Dom....Jesse. I realized that I could think about them, but as far as trying to call Jesse, as I had been able to so many times before, I couldn't. I realized, to my dismay, that I had never wanted to use my mediator powers more than I did right now. What has he done to me? I thought silently as I began to feel tears, and I hate it when I cry, welling into my eyes. I tried blinking them back, but it didn't work. I sat bawling for a good hour and a half before I finally realized someone was in the room with me. Someone with an all too familiar spectral glow around them. "Jesse?" I looked up, hoping against hope that it would be him.
I gasped at what I saw instead. "Maria! What the heck are you doing here!?" I yelped. I stood up and grabbed her by the hair. "What do you want Maria? Does this have anything to do with Paul? Are you in this with him too?" I yanked on her hair harder. "Tell me!"
"Oww!" She yelped in pain. "I don't want to be here anymore than you do." She growled. "But I needed to talk to Paul about our deal."
"What deal?" I asked, letting go of her hair slowly.
"The deal I made with him to get rid of Jesse last summer! He told me that I would finally get peace and then you sent me back to that place and he never filled his end of the deal and I was spit back out down here. They told me I still had something left to do." She shrugged her shoulders. "I do not have a clue as to what they meant."
"Well....you're about as screwed as I am." I looked at her suspiciously.
"Oh, and why is that?" Her eyes narrowing slightly at me.
"Because, Paul has me trapped in here and I don't have the slightest idea how to get out."
Maria looked at me uncertainly. "You mean you're stuck here without...." She looked at my disheveled hair and my, now, dusty pajamas. "Without a comb or running water?" She asked.
I looked at her dumbfounded. Leave it to her to find the stupid in a helpless situation. "Maria. That's not important right now.....what is important is that I have to get out of here."
Suddenly she disappeared. Just *poof*, just like that. I groaned in helpless frustration and began walking around the confinement of the room. I had to find a way out and soon.
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Okay, there's the fourth chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. You know what to do. :)