Should I tell him?
Meggiec thanks so much for your ideas, but after a little brain storming and like four Reese's cups I came up with an idea. But thanks so much anyway!
Now, on with the story. Hope you all like this chapter…
Chapter 4
It took me only about twenty minutes to get to Paul's house, due to the fact that I was going forty miles per hour in a twenty mile per hour speed limit and yea, I ran some red lights. When I finally pulled into Paul's driveway I slammed on the brakes which made a screech so loud, I was surprised I hadn't gone partially deaf. Anyway I slammed the car door shut with so much force that the car shook, I stormed up his driveway and banged on the door about a hundred times when finally one of the nurse's answered the door and said in a worried tone of voice
( at least I think this is what she said) "Miss are you alright?" not even hearing what she asked me I pushed past her and made my way up the stairs to Paul's room. As soon as my emerald eyes met with his icy blue ones he said with a little smirk on his face "Suze, I've been waiting for you." Now more than ever I was sure Paul Slater was the spawn of Satan sent to make my life even more of a living hell. Right after he said that I said "Where the hell is Jesse, What the hell did you do to him?" I asked as I grabbed the collar of his navy blue collared shirt and as tears brimmed my eyes, but I couldn't let him see me cry. That would only make him feel more powerful, more in control. "well,well,well," he replied "It seems I've found I've found Susannah Simon's weakness, and it's Mr. Desilva." He said the grin on his face turning into a full on evil smile. It was no use hiding my tears now, so I just let them roll down my cheeks. Then it hit me (well not literally, but mentally) "You had something to do with my dream last night, didn't you?" I asked gripping the collar of his shirt even tighter, so tight in fact that my knuckles were turning white. "Suzie, Suzie, Suzie if only you had come to more of my shifter lessons then you could've learned how to prevent all of this from ever happening, in fact none of this would've ever happened." He said, his eyes getting even more icy blue than before. "Paul please, leave Jesse out of this, I promise I'll come to every single one of your damn shifter lessons, as long as you leave Jesse alone." I said in a shaky voice. "I would help you out Suze," he replies in a sarcastic voice "But it's too late now, I sent Rico Suave up to Shadowland, and guess what Suzie? He can never come back, if only you had come to more of my shifter lessons you could've learned how to get him back, but it's too late now Suzie because Desilva is gone forever." That's when I released one of my hands from the collar of his shirt and held it in a tight fist, then in a movement as quick as a flash of lightning my fist met with Mr. Satan Jr.'s cartilage and then I had the complete satisfaction of hearing his nose crack when I punched it which was music to my ears. Right after my moment of pure happiness I whispered in his ear "Go back to hell Paul, where you came from." As blood dripped from his nose I grabbed the keys to the Mustang out of the pocket of my leather jacket and raced out of the house. I had a plan of learning how to get Jesse back, I just needed some time to sort out my idea and lay it all out.
I hoped you guys liked it, I already have chapter 5 planned in my head I just have to write it out on paper. But I won't post chapter 5 unless you review, review, review. So go on and press the little purple button…
