He's my world. I used to hate it when girls say that… but I've realized how true it is. He's my one. And he wants to marry me! Me. Of all girls in this world…! Suze Simon, will eventually be… Mrs. De Silva. Or...uh… Mrs. Simon. Or, Mrs. Simon-De Silva. Yeah, I like the last one. A hyphen adds personality. But, I guess I should have known my happiness wouldn't have lasted long… Here's how my day went.

Paul: So, Simon, you and De Silva getting married?

Me: Not exactly.

We were writing notes, if you wanted to know.

Paul: so, your still single?

Me: No.

Paul: Well…wanna go out tomorrow?

Me: No!

I laughed…not so smart?

Paul: What's so god dam funny!

Everyone around us then looked at Paul. So, he whispered.

Me: I love Jesse. I thought you were aware of this?

Paul: So…?

Me: Oh yeah, and uh, remember you tried to kill me?

Paul: Oh give it up, we've gone over this.

Me: Oh, Im sorry!

Sarcastically, obviously

Me: I apologize for not forgetting you conspiring against Jesse, and almost leaving me for dead.

Paul: I was afraid you'd make this hard.

Me: Huh?

Paul: Well, lets just say I've discovered something new…or should I say, ancient?

Jesse's POV

Ware's Susannah? I mean, I have been waiting here for half an hour. Maybe she just got confused ,the wrong side of school or something. But this really is weird.Oh, wait, I see Susannah now.

"Querida!" I yell. "Over here!" She walks straight up to me.

Suze's POV

" Jesse…you have to go."

"What, Querida, I just got here!" I put my fingertips to his lips, to silence him.

"You have to go. I… I can't date you anymore…"

"Huh? Susannah, are you alright, do you feel sick?"

"No.." I didn't look at him, just shook my head.

"Then.. I don't understand." He tried to hold my hand, but I pulled back.

"Stop it." He said. His voice was very… stern. "Stop it right now. If this is some...game, then stop it Susannah. Is it a game, is that it?" I shook my head.

" Jesse… I love you. You know I do… But we can't be together!" He was hurt. And I would have given anything, anything to stop this from happening. I hated Paul. I wanted to tear out his heart like he did me.

" Susannah, then why? Why can't we be together?" He was running his beautiful fingers through his hair, and was pacing from left to right. I was crying, and I could barely breathe. Paul…why..?

" I can't tell you! Please, just go!" I couldn't look at him. But when he replied his voice was trembling.

" Susannah, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you...please, tell me how to fix it!"

"You can't! Just go!" He grabbed me with more force then he ever dared to, and pulled me to my feet.

" Susannah. Paul is behind this. He must be. Now just tell me the truth." He was shaking me, and my face was red from tears as I pulled my hair from my face. Then, I said softly, almost in a whisper.

" Jesse…go…just go." He looked into my eyes, and let me go. It was so sudden that I fell to the ground. I couldn't believe what Paul had made me do. I wanted to kill him. Not wanted, needed. You can never imagine what it is like to uhrt the person you care the most for… This was below hell. On a torture scale of 1-10… this was a ten.

RECAP:

Paul: Suze…you know what you have to do. If you don't I'll kill him. You know I can.

Me: Not even you could tear us apart Paul.

Paul: I think can. And will. Admit it. You love me.

Me: No.

Paul: wrong choice, pick again.

He then took out a knife. Wait, scratch that… a dagger. An ancient one.

Paul: See this?

I stared at it.

Me: Yes.

Paul: It is cursed. One poke.. and your dead!

Me: you wouldn't kill me.

Paul: No… your right.

I let out the breathe I had been holding in.

Paul: But I will kill Jesse.

Me: I'd go to the shadow realm and get him.

My voice was as equally un emotional as his.

Paul: Nuh uh. See Suze, one poke of this tool, and he is off to another place.

Me: you couldn't.

Paul: I will. So, go break up with him…

Me: No.

Paul: I'll kill him.