Chapter four: Hospital
Author's note: In the last chapter I know I put Suze in Jesse's shirt… I don't know why…. I know it was invisible... i just wasn't thinking...sorry
Suze's POV:
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Shut up" I moaned
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
"SHUT UP!"
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Stupid noise. Almost as annoying as Jesse's pants. Jesse's pants are too tight. Down with Jesse's pants. (For Typie Fish)
Jesse… He saw me. Without my clothes on.
"-Gina?"
"Oh my God! Suze! Are you OK? What happened?"
"I should be asking you! How did you die?"
"Long story."
"Tell"
"Well, basically my boyfriend killed me. I seem to be good at picking losers"
"O" God Suze! Is that the most comforting thing you can say to your best friend after her being murdered. A normal thing would be sympathy! But not me. Oh no. you just say 'o'
"I'm fine! What about you?"
"Sliped in the shower"
"How did you get here?"
"Jesse"
"Ohhhhh"
"I don't like him!"
"Sure you don't"
"Gerrrrrr!"
"OK. OK. You 'hate' him"
"Susannah! I thought I was at least a friend to you!"
"Not anymore Jesse! You hurt me and I refuse to forgive you!"
"But Susannah-"
"No 'buts' Jesse! I trusted you!"
"Susannah, I'm sor-"
"I don't care anymore Jesse!"
Jesse's face, as always, was unreadable, but his eyes showed his pain for once. He didn't say anything more, he just left. Again. Is that all he ever dose? Hurt me and leave?
"Um… Suze?"
"Sorry about that Gina"
"Are you OK?"
"Yea. I'm fine."
"Am I ever going to move on?"
"Yea. I am supposed to help the dead move on…"