Disclaimer : Of course the great and wonderful Meg Cabot owns everything, not me. The plot line is my friend's idea and mine.
And now, I submit for your approval....Chapter 6!
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Susannah's POV:
"Susannah!" Someone was shaking me. "Susannah!"
I awoke with a start and stared around me. "What the...."
"Susannah please. You have got to be quiet." Maria pressed a finger to her lips as I sat up groggily.
"Maria what are you doing?"
"I'm getting you out of here, but you have to trust me." She whispered frantically.
I had my doubts, but something in her eyes told me that she was here to help me. She helped me up. "Okay, so how do you plan on my escape? Paul has Biker Bob posted outside the only door and there are no windows in this whole room. It's impossible."
"No Susannah. It isn't impossible. You must trust me."
"Why should I? I mean you haven't exactly gave me a reason in the past." I scoffed.
"Because I am the only one who knows you are here and therefore am the only one who can provide for your escape."
She had me there. I followed her to the door.
She looked at me. "Okay, I am going to unlock this door for you. Then while I am distracting Biker Bob, you must slip out the door quietly and run as fast as you can to the left. Run out the door and
into the alley way. I will meet you there."
With that Maria disappeared, leaving me completely speechless.I stood staring at the spot where she had just vanished completely stunned. As if from the distance, I heard the lock clicking and quickly snapped out of my state of mind. As I was getting ready to open the door and peep out, I noticed a small book sitting on a table. I picked it up and opened it. I gasped as I read the contents of the book and ran my hands over the thick leather coating of the book. I closed it and ran to the door with it.
I opened the door a crack and looked out. Biker Bob was standing facing to the right, away from where I stood. I looked out and saw Maria talking to him. Maria looked past him for about a millisecond and looked at me as a signal for me to run. I edged out of the room, slowly, carrying the book in my hands. When I looked back and saw no one following me I quickly began running down the left hallway. I found the door, ran outside and into the cold wind. The alleyway that I was supposed to meet Maria in was completely silent and dead (excuse the pun). Suddenly Maria materialized in front of me. I must have jumped a foot. I'll never get over ghosts doing that. Anyway, something about the look on her face froze me cold. It was almost as if she had pity for me.
"Susannah, there is something that I must tell you and you may not want to hear it."
I gulped.
"I know that you and Hector....I mean, Jesse....were very close." She looked at me. "Listen Susannah, I know we've had our....little....misunderstandings...."
That was the understatement of the year. I thought.
"....But I would never wish this much heartbreak on someone." She looked at me helplessly.
I definitely did not like where this conversation was headed. "Maria....is something wrong with Jesse? Did Paul do something to him?" I bit my lip, dreading the answer.
"Susannah, Jesse....well....he's gone."
My blood ran cold and I sank to the pavement crying before I even realized what was happening.
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Maria's POV :
I thought that it would be nice to see Susannah cry. Give me justice for what she did to Diego, you know? But seeing her cry like that over Hector reminded me so much of how I cried for Diego when I was parted with him. He was pulled out of my grasp....no questions asked. And as I sat and watched Susannah cry....I felt my own eyes brim with tears.....as the thought brought conscious memories of Diego. And when I heard Paul say what he had about "getting" Jesse and getting rid of him completely and the way he planned to do it....and then what his plans were for Susannah....well....I realized that this thing....whatever it was, was bigger than me or my hatred for Susannah. I guess that's why I decided to help her. When I came back to tell her and saw how she reacted when I told her Jesse was gone, it made even I feel bad for her. All I could think of was how much she must love him. And somehow....somehow I knew the feelings were mutual. Hector may not have loved me, nor I him, but I had seen the way he looked at Susannah. I knew what he was thinking. I knew. I also knew how much of a idiot Paul really was and the lengths he would go to keep Susannah for himself. I comforted Susannah as best I could. However, it was very awkward.
"Susannah, now he can watch you wherever you go and keep you safe everywhere. I am very sure of this." I whispered.
"But he's gone," she wailed. "I never even got to say goodbye....or....or....tell him that I loved him." Her crying then was of no mortal sound. It felt as though the whole world could feel her pain and hearing it coming from her very soul made the whole world mourn with her as well. She looked up at me. "I really loved....love him." She whispered, pulling something out of her pocket. It was a picture of Hector when he was alive. She held it tightly against her and sobbed.
Suddenly a loud crashing noise came from within and we realized that Biker Bob must have found out our deceit. "Susannah, we must hurry." I whispered.
She choked back her sobs and followed me quietly. We ran to the main street and then followed some back roads until we reached a diner on the corner street going out of Carmel Hills. We ran inside and sat down. Susannah never said a word the whole trip here, such was her grief so strong.
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Okay, that's Chapter 6, now you know what you have to do, right? That's right....that little purple button is calling your name right now. :)
And now, I submit for your approval....Chapter 6!
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Susannah's POV:
"Susannah!" Someone was shaking me. "Susannah!"
I awoke with a start and stared around me. "What the...."
"Susannah please. You have got to be quiet." Maria pressed a finger to her lips as I sat up groggily.
"Maria what are you doing?"
"I'm getting you out of here, but you have to trust me." She whispered frantically.
I had my doubts, but something in her eyes told me that she was here to help me. She helped me up. "Okay, so how do you plan on my escape? Paul has Biker Bob posted outside the only door and there are no windows in this whole room. It's impossible."
"No Susannah. It isn't impossible. You must trust me."
"Why should I? I mean you haven't exactly gave me a reason in the past." I scoffed.
"Because I am the only one who knows you are here and therefore am the only one who can provide for your escape."
She had me there. I followed her to the door.
She looked at me. "Okay, I am going to unlock this door for you. Then while I am distracting Biker Bob, you must slip out the door quietly and run as fast as you can to the left. Run out the door and
into the alley way. I will meet you there."
With that Maria disappeared, leaving me completely speechless.I stood staring at the spot where she had just vanished completely stunned. As if from the distance, I heard the lock clicking and quickly snapped out of my state of mind. As I was getting ready to open the door and peep out, I noticed a small book sitting on a table. I picked it up and opened it. I gasped as I read the contents of the book and ran my hands over the thick leather coating of the book. I closed it and ran to the door with it.
I opened the door a crack and looked out. Biker Bob was standing facing to the right, away from where I stood. I looked out and saw Maria talking to him. Maria looked past him for about a millisecond and looked at me as a signal for me to run. I edged out of the room, slowly, carrying the book in my hands. When I looked back and saw no one following me I quickly began running down the left hallway. I found the door, ran outside and into the cold wind. The alleyway that I was supposed to meet Maria in was completely silent and dead (excuse the pun). Suddenly Maria materialized in front of me. I must have jumped a foot. I'll never get over ghosts doing that. Anyway, something about the look on her face froze me cold. It was almost as if she had pity for me.
"Susannah, there is something that I must tell you and you may not want to hear it."
I gulped.
"I know that you and Hector....I mean, Jesse....were very close." She looked at me. "Listen Susannah, I know we've had our....little....misunderstandings...."
That was the understatement of the year. I thought.
"....But I would never wish this much heartbreak on someone." She looked at me helplessly.
I definitely did not like where this conversation was headed. "Maria....is something wrong with Jesse? Did Paul do something to him?" I bit my lip, dreading the answer.
"Susannah, Jesse....well....he's gone."
My blood ran cold and I sank to the pavement crying before I even realized what was happening.
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Maria's POV :
I thought that it would be nice to see Susannah cry. Give me justice for what she did to Diego, you know? But seeing her cry like that over Hector reminded me so much of how I cried for Diego when I was parted with him. He was pulled out of my grasp....no questions asked. And as I sat and watched Susannah cry....I felt my own eyes brim with tears.....as the thought brought conscious memories of Diego. And when I heard Paul say what he had about "getting" Jesse and getting rid of him completely and the way he planned to do it....and then what his plans were for Susannah....well....I realized that this thing....whatever it was, was bigger than me or my hatred for Susannah. I guess that's why I decided to help her. When I came back to tell her and saw how she reacted when I told her Jesse was gone, it made even I feel bad for her. All I could think of was how much she must love him. And somehow....somehow I knew the feelings were mutual. Hector may not have loved me, nor I him, but I had seen the way he looked at Susannah. I knew what he was thinking. I knew. I also knew how much of a idiot Paul really was and the lengths he would go to keep Susannah for himself. I comforted Susannah as best I could. However, it was very awkward.
"Susannah, now he can watch you wherever you go and keep you safe everywhere. I am very sure of this." I whispered.
"But he's gone," she wailed. "I never even got to say goodbye....or....or....tell him that I loved him." Her crying then was of no mortal sound. It felt as though the whole world could feel her pain and hearing it coming from her very soul made the whole world mourn with her as well. She looked up at me. "I really loved....love him." She whispered, pulling something out of her pocket. It was a picture of Hector when he was alive. She held it tightly against her and sobbed.
Suddenly a loud crashing noise came from within and we realized that Biker Bob must have found out our deceit. "Susannah, we must hurry." I whispered.
She choked back her sobs and followed me quietly. We ran to the main street and then followed some back roads until we reached a diner on the corner street going out of Carmel Hills. We ran inside and sat down. Susannah never said a word the whole trip here, such was her grief so strong.
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Okay, that's Chapter 6, now you know what you have to do, right? That's right....that little purple button is calling your name right now. :)