Chapter Five: Again?

Jesse's POV

First bell came and went with no sign of Susannah. I saw him though. He came waltzing right into school like he owned the place. Actually, in his world he probably does. I saw him scan the place like he was looking for, and then his eyes landed on me. I saw a smirk forming on his face; he knows I know he has Susannah.

He started walking towards his locker, and I very sneakily followed. Not that it mattered if I was sneaky, he's the only one who can see me.

"So Rico Suave, where's Suze?" Heh, he can't fool me.

"Oh, I think you know very well where Susannah is and I'm warning you...if you harm her in any way, you'll have me to deal with and Susannah won't come to your rescue this time." As I finished saying that Slater's smirk only increased.

" Why Jesse, I have no idea what you are talking about. I haven't seen Susannah since Friday. Has she tried to call you yet?" Why does everyone keep saying that?

"No, heed my warning. I know you have her and I will find a way to get her back. Just to make sure you don't forget..." And with that I punched him. In the nose.

"What the hell! You broke my nose!!! Again!" People in the hallway turned to stare at Slater, whose nose was gushing blood at this point, leaking through his fingers. Girls started screaming as the blood steadily plopped to the floor. "You'll pay for this De Silva...she will too. You'd better be careful!!" He screamed at me as he was being forced out of the school building. (A/N: just in case u wanted 2 no...someone called in ambulance and the police)

If I had a heart, it would have stopped beating at those words. He really did have her and now he was going to do something terrible to her because of me. What had I done?

"Jesse... I think you had better go wait in my office." It was Father Dominick. I couldn't even look at him as I disappeared into his office.

Suze's POV

Paul didn't come home that night. Actually I was very grateful, except for the part where I didn't get any lunch or dinner. I wander how Jesse is. Is he really worried? What if that fiendish (a/n: I luv that word...sneaky and krazi too) ghost girl got to him? Or what if Paul exorcised him again? God, I really hate Paul right now. And yet I don't. I hate myself too, for being foolish (a/n: fool too) enough to let him deceive me. Yup, I'm defiantly not vindicated here.

There has to be some way to contact Jesse...or anyone for that matter. Just someone to get me the hell outta here.

That's when I heard the soft shuffle of footsteps. Please don't let it be Paul I silently chanted in my head. Please do not let it be Paul. I was still mentally chanting when I heard the footsteps stop right outside of Paul's room. Hmmm... maybe it's just food.

The doorknob turned and the door silently opened.

Paul's POV

God dammit! A guy can only have his nose busted open so many times. I let out a sigh. There goes my perfect look. Back on track...de Silva will pay. Yes, he will pay dearly. It is because of him I have to get surgery on my nose. And it's because of him Suze will never love me. I still don't see how she couldn't. I mean, I'm perfect looking, I'm not a pervert, I'm very smart, oh and don't forget perfect.

So why isn't she in love with me?

Father Dom's POV

Today is going to be a long day. I swear if I didn't work in a church or a man of God, I would do something very drastic. I turn around for two minutes and Jesse goes berserk! Mr. Slater didn't do anything, I was standing right next to them practically! I thought Jesse was more responsible than that. That was something Susannah would have done! Maybe, Jesse really does care for her, a lot. Such a shame for the two, I know how hard it is.

With a sigh, I opened my office door.

Jesse POV

Father Dominic walked in with a grim look on his face. I knew what was coming, yet I didn't care. Anger and fear was still pulsing through me. How could I have been so stupid? I have to find her.

Father Dominic started lecturing me. I, however, am thinking of a way to get in Slater's house. And to find where he is.

"Jesse? Are you listening? Jesse!" Father Dominic was waving a hand in my face. "I'm extremely disappointed in you. I can't help it if you do it out of the Mission's property, but here... I'm going to have to do something. Jesse...?" I heard him, but faintly as I was gone, looking for a place where I can find his address.