Chapter 5

I think this is the longest chapter I have posted yet. Go me.

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Suze's POV

I walked into the Coffee Clutch, I had a date with Dan at seven thirty. I froze when I saw Jesse, and who he was with. A pretty red head. She was beautiful. This was who he had left me for. It stung. No, more than stung. It felt like someone had beat the crap out of me with one of those pointy things I planned on beating Maria with. So long ago...and yet, not.

She was really pretty. Long, curly red hair, big blue eyes, pale skin, tall. She looked good with Jesse. I felt a pain in my stomach. I was so jealous. I would have given anything to be sitting where she was. They were laughing over something. A text book sat off to the side. He looked happy. I missed him so, so much.

"Suze?" I turned around. Dan was standing there.

"Hey Dan, what's up?"

"Not much, you look beautiful," I blushed.

"Thanks," I hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. My hair was up in a pony tail, I had on a jade colored t-shirt, blue jeans and platform sandals.

He took my hand and walked over to a table. Right next to the one that Jesse and the red head sat at.

Dan smiled at the girl as we sat down, "Hey Sam, what's up?"

"Oh, hey Dan, not much, this is Hector, and you are?" she looked at me with a friendly smile. I couldn't help but like her. She seemed too nice. No wonder he had left me, boy can I get an attitude sometimes, but hey, I have to deal with ghosts all the time. So yah. HA! I BET SHE DOESN'T SEE GHOSTS!

Wait, that's a good thing…

"Suze Simon," I shook her hand, looked at Jesse, "nice to see you again."

It wasn't. Oh, he was nice to look at all right, but I really, really wanted to be the one on the date with him. I wanted to be in Sam's place…

"Susannah," he looked at me sadly. He'd had his chance.

I plastered a smile on my face. Sam smiled at me again, oblivious to everything and then smiled at Dan before turning back to Jesse.

I noticed her looking at Dan the whole time. Why look at him, when you have Jesse? I'll never know.

Dan got a coffe, I got a Coke. I sipped it absent mindedly. My gaze would flick over to Jesse randomly, I'd feel that surge of jealousy.

I tried to pay attention to what Dan was saying, and somehow managed to stay on top of it, but not too well. It was Friday night, I was on a date with a handsome guy, and I was miserable.

He finished his coffe, and seeing as how I was already done, we left. Sam looked at him wistfully, I smiled icily at Jesse and warmly at Sam. Even if she had stolen Jesse, she didn't know. It wasn't her fault. Dan wrapped his arm around my waist as we stepped outside into the night.

Jesse's POV:

I watched Susannah leave. My thoughts drifted and I didn't even hear Samantha calling my name.

"Jesse, Jeeee—ssss-eeeee…" she waved her hand in front of my face and I snapped my gaze to her.

"I'm sorry, I drifted for a minute," I smiled apologetically at her. She grinned slyly, knowingly.

"You like her don't you? Wait…didn't the two of you go out for a while?" She looked at me with rapt interest.

"Yes, we dated for a while," she looked at me expectantly. Sighed when I didn't say more.

"So, why'd you break up? From the looks of things, you still want to be with her. And, being a min—girl, I know she wants to be with you."

"A min—girl?" I gave her an amused look.

"I said a girl," she got defensive.

"Okay…but yes, I do still want to be with her, very much so," I said the last part quietly, but I know she heard it, "I don't know why we broke up. Apparently, I 'dumped' her." I thought of that day, when I had appeared in her room, she had yelled at me. Everything came swarming back to me.

"Or maybe she doesn't," she sounded amused, "I mean, she told you to get the hell out, but that wouldn't make sense. She was thinking she loved y," she shut up really quick when I stared, dumbstruck at her.

"How do you know all this?" She looked uncomfortable.

"Errr, I um, I sort of,…you told me?" she gave me a hopeful look.

"That's not good enough."

"Okay, I um, sort of, read people's minds," there was a silence. She looked like she expected me to laugh in her face, or stare disgustedly at her. But I would never do that. And I believed her. If I could see ghosts…

"You do?"

"Do what?"

"See ghosts? That's…weird."

I gave her an amused look, "weird? You should be talking."

Another thought occurred to me, "Do you read all my thoughts?"

She blushed, "no. I only read them when I want too. I have to be able to have a visual picture of that person in my head, they don't have to be near me. Or if I touch the person. Or if I'm not paying attention, other than that, I never pick up on anyone's thoughts. So don't worry, I don't know everything," she held back a laugh and said, "just most things."

I put my head in my hands. Being friends with a mind reader could be very…interesting.

"But you should deffinetly go talk to Suze. She totally is waiting for you too. Actually, she's thinking about you right now," I looked at Samantha. I must have looked like a mad man because she said in an afraid tone, "Jesse? Are you okay?" I stood up, placed some money on the table to pay for my drink and ran out the door. I had to talk to Susannah.

Suze's POV

Dan dropped me off at my house and gave me a quick kiss good night. Then he hopped in his car and took off down the street. I sat on my porch. No one was home. Brad was god knows where, David was at his friend's house, Jake had moved out and Andy and mom had left for the weekend after I had assured them that I would be fine.

I held my head in my hands and didn't think anything of the car that pulled into our drive way. Maybe it was Brad. Probably. I heard someone coming up the walk way and still didn't move.

"Querida? We need to talk," I looked at Jesse and felt like crying. What, was he here to rub Sam in my face?

"I think we've talked enough. We have nothing left to say," He sat next to me and tilted my head toward him.

"I think we still have some things to discuss," but he didn't say anything. He just closed the distance between our lips and kissed me. After his tongue had become well acquainted with my tonsils and vice versa, I realized what I was doing.

I pulled back, "no! You have a girlfriend now. You can't just…do that!"

"Querida" I cut him off.

"And don't CALL ME THAT!"

"Why ever not? It's you that needs to explain to me just what is going on, and Samantha is not my girlfriend. Well, she is a girl and she is my friend, but that is not the point."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Like you don't know," I sniffed. Great, now I was crying. Again.

"I don't know Querida," he who is on my shit list replied reasonably, "tell me," he made me look at him, I couldn't look into those deep brown eyes without melting, "please?"

And then it all came pouring out. Every detail. Including the part about how I still loved him and how he was on my shit list. But he didn't interrupt. Just let me talk.

"And then you showed up with Sam and I was really jealous and youknowyouaresogoingoutwithher and I still love you and Dan doesn't matter, I think she likes him anyway and I really want to kiss you again and I...yah," I sniffed again.

He smiled at me and I felt my heart plummet again. "I never broke up with you Susannah," I froze.

"Yes you did. It was you," but I shut up. I knew it! He had called me Suze. Which meant… "Paul…"

He growled, "what about that conchudo?" I didn't know what it meant, but judging my his tone, it probably wasn't very nice.

"I think that it was him, but he changed himself to look like you," he frowned.

"That would explain it, but it's not very likely amour."

"I know," I looked at him, "I love you Jesse."

"Te quiero Susannah," I frowned and he smile before whispering, "it means I love you" in my ear.

I grinned and repeated it, "Te quiero Jesse."

He tried not to laugh at my Spanish attempt, stood and helped me up.

"It's cold Susannah, you need to get inside," I smiled at him and kissed him quickly on the lips.

"Come in with me?" I tried to look innocent, "we can watch Jaws, or the God Father." Please not the God Father, I'd seen that movie enough times.

"Susannah, are your parents at home?"

"Not at the current time…"

He gave me a sexy smile (was it possible for him not to be sexy?), "then I will see you tomorrow Querida," I tightened my grip on his hand and he raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.

I pouted, "Please," I twirled a piece of hair between my fingers and gave him a quick, or not so quick, kiss on his lips, running my tongue over his bottom lip.

He shivered a little bit, and I smiled knowing I had this effect on him.

"Okay," he followed me into the house and we curled up on the couch. Surprisingly we made it halfway through the movie before I got sick of it (we ended up watching The Godfather after all) and kissed him.

Unfortunately for some reason, (air possibly?) he pulled back so we were laying next to each other on the couch. And then we fell asleep with the t.v. still going.

A/N It's longer, see? Maybe the next one will be really long, if I have time…okay, so maybe be not. But one of these days I will post a long chapter. Hopefully. Press the pretty purple button…

Oh, sorry I if I screwed up on the spelling of Spanish stuff. But forgive me, I'm only in first year Spanish. So, yah.