Acbworm- YES! I'M EVIL! My purpose in life has been completed! Woohoo! I am updating don't worry! I love writing so I won't keep you hanging too long.
Darkcherry- Yeah I thought the title worked lol. Here is an update!
Emily- SUPERB? I like superb it is a very nice word lol.
Alex- I'm continuing it soon…. Like now.
Rachel- I don't think anyone likes cliffhangers, but they always make me want to know what happens next. It looks like it worked! I am writing more…
Emily (again)- Good good! I am glad Jake was hilarious I tried to make him kinda that way! This is the first time you have reviewed twice for the same story lol!
gkwillie23- Okay wow. I am not sure what to say exactly to this review. First of all, you don't need to go saying my writing sucks and how it is a bunch of shitty crap, ok? If you didn't like it you could have said I have read better or something. You could have refrained from using all the cuss words. Yes, I know this is your source of entertainment to make fun of people who are better at something then you. You probably can't even form a correct sentence let alone a 9 chapter story! It is people like you who make the world the way it is today. You are the reason for all the war, hate, and violence; people who go around making fun of people for fun. WHO FREAKING GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO DO THIS TO OTHER PEOPLE AND ME? You don't know anything about me. You can't go calling me a freaking LOOSER which btw is spelt LOSER! Like you said it is summer so why are you spending it making fun of people? At least I am doing something that can't hurt anyone, but is a good source of entertainment. Maybe you should try to read a book sometime. It is a much better source of your time than writing bad stuff about people that you never have met. If you have to go out of you way just to make fun of someone you probably have a bad home life. So, I feel sorry for you. You should go get yourself a life instead of criticizing mine, ok? Who ever taught you that doing something like you did to me was fun or right? God, you disgust me person!
Okay now that I got that out of my system on to my story (which I don't think sucks, thanks so much).
Emily (for the third time)- OMG as you can tell from my response to Willie, it is not anyone that I know. You don't understand how much this means to me that you wrote about this matter. I agree fully with you that people should not go around doing that. Thanks so much for all of your support.
I hope you all LOVED that wonderful cliffhanger at the end of chapter 8! I know I sure did because I am evil bwahahaha! Here is the next chapter in the best fanfic in the world (yeah right don't I wish lol)…. Dum dum de dum!
Oh, sorry about the long A/N this time I had to get what gkwillie23 said to me out of my system. If what I said back made no sense go to my reviews and see what he/she said. Mean, huh?
CHAPTER 9!
-SUZE-
Where is Jesse when you need him? I mean, here I am, being pinned down by Paul in Fr. D's office and Jesse isn't coming to help. Does he want Paul to kiss me or something? I mean, he is a good kisser…Stop it stop it Suze! Anyway, I was still stuck in the chair with Paul basically on top of me. He is not a small guy, so if he is on you, you can't just push him off! I was stuck. He leaned in to kiss me again because I was still sorta screaming for Jesse. Right before he kissed me I slapped him as hard as I could and screamed, "GET OFF ME PAUL!"
He did not like this one bit. I felt myself be lifted up by some unseen force. I thought to myself, 'This is really weird and probably not good.' Before I could do anything though, Paul hit me with such a force I went flying across the room and I hit my head extremely hard on a filing cabinet. To say the least, that hurt.
While I was flying through the air, I heard a yell and what sounded like an explosion. Hmm, that yell sounded really familiar…Jesse? When I landed I tried to stand up, or at least sit up, I couldn't. My head felt like it was a million bricks. I decided just to lay there and see what happened…hey, its not like I really had a choice. I could see Jesse and Paul from where I was on the ground. It looked like Jesse wanted to kick Paul's butt, but he looked at me and ran over to where I was.
"Hey, Cowboy! What you're not going to do anything to me?" Paul said sounding smug. He really shouldn't have said anything because he should know by now that Jesse could and would kill him. I didn't say anything though. My head was beginning to hurt a lot. It was beyond being funny it hurt so much. It felt like someone was beating a drum inside my head, and the room was starting to spin.
Jesse's face clouded over when Paul said 'Cowboy', and he slowly turned to face him. "Don't worry Paul. In time I will rip your throat out of your neck and then feed it to you. You will not hurt my Querida and get away with it." He sounded dead serious too. (A/N haha dead serious…Jesse's a ghost and he is serious…ok on with the story…) I had no doubt that he would do this to Paul.
Paul just stood there and laughed. "I would like to see you try, Jesse. Besides, who said Suze was yours? She is just as much mine as she is yours…at least I have told her how I felt and tried for her affection. You though, you just assume that you can have her…well you can't! Not when I am around here!" He looked at me with fire in his eyes. He walked over to were I was, picked me up with surprisingly gentle care. He then did something I wish Jesse didn't see. He gave me another one of those full fledge kisses of his. Like I said before, Paul is a very good kisser, but I don't want him going around kissing me whenever he felt like it; especially if he is in front of Jesse. I tried to pull away from him, but I found that jerking away from him made me even dizzier.
"Paul would you get off me? Stop it!" Well, that's what I meant to say but it sounded more like, "Pwa wod uh getoff ee? Shop it!" I don't know how Paul got to be so strong but once again I was not moving anywhere, and he still was kissing me. I heard an angry sound from Jesse and somehow Paul flew away from me in a flash. Now that I had no one supporting me, fell down since I was so dizzy. It probably wasn't good that I fell down because I somehow ended up whacking my head on the ground again, which made me yell out, "Shit!"
Jesse was now holding Paul up against the wall with his mind, but he ran over to me when he heard me yell out in pain. He kneeled over me and asked, "Querida? Are you okay? What happened?" He sounded so caring and helpless, yet he was scaring me because his scar was flashing a blinding light, and the windows were still shaking.
I tried to sit up but now my head was pounding so hard I thought my brain was going to explode. I was trying not to cry, but I couldn't help it. A single tear fell down my face and I said, "Jesse, my head…it feels like its on fire or something…"
He wiped my tears away with his hand and said, "He will pay for your pain." He then lifted me up and held me in his arms and whispered in to my hair, "Yo lo amo, Querida." (A/N English translation: I love you, sweetheart.)
I looked into his eyes and said, "Huh?" Yes, I know not the smartest thing to say, but he was speaking Spanish again and my head hurt too much to think. He was not expecting this answer I don't think because a somewhat hurt look flashed on his face, but it disappeared quickly. A small sad smile played on his lips, and I just wanted to make him happy.
He said still whispering, "Don't worry about it right now, Querida. I will tell you later." He then leaned down and lightly kissed me on the lips.
He pulled away and I couldn't help but smile. Jesse has that effect on me sometimes. I said, "Okay!" and I blacked out in Jesse's arms.
-Jesse-
I stared at the unconscious Susannah in my arms, and I was beyond murderous now. Paul will pay for doing this to Susannah. I set her down gingerly, and stood up.
"Ooh great job Jesse! Make Suze black out why don't you!" How dare he say such a thing? It is he not I that caused her to become unconscious!
I walked slowly towards his feeling even more ready to kill him with every step. "You," I said in a voice that didn't even sound like my own. "You will shut your mouth! I was not the one to cause her to black out that was you! You are the one that made her hit her head twice. If you weren't always trying to…to sexually harass Susannah, she would not be this way right now!"
"How do you know she doesn't like it, huh?" Slater said. I guess he noticed my stunned silence. Susannah had wanted him to kiss her before? It didn't look like she wanted him to kiss her right then. A smirk slowly began to form on his face. I could feel my own face heating up with rage.
"She wouldn't!" I spat out. Would she?
"Oh, are you so sure Cowboy? You are not around Susannah 24/7. You don't know what she does when you are around her." I stood there with my hands clenched into fists and I was shaking again. Why is it that Paul could make me so damn mad? Oh but he wasn't finished quite yet, "Did she ever tell you what she was doing the day she got her feet burned? Or why I sent her all those flowers?"
"She had new shoes and had to walk home…" I was not feeling so confident anymore. Something happened between the two of them, and Susannah never told me.
"She was walking back to her house from MINE." When he said this, I some how knew he wasn't lying to me. Susannah lied to me…how could she do that to me?
"Wha….what?" I know I shouldn't care this much about it, but I care deeply about her and I thought…. Well, never mind what I thought.
"Yeah, and we had lots of FUN together, Jesse, if you get my drift. Well, at least I know I did…" He then burst out laughing. I had had enough of Paul Slater, so I punched as hard as I possibly could in the face. This made the hold I had on him with my mind break and he fell to the ground.
He jumped to his feet and said, "Oh yeah we were on my BED…and your precious Suze, yeah, she kissed me too!" I would not let this…this…bastardo talk about Susannah this way. If she wanted me to know about this, she would have told me. Why didn't she want me to know though? This thought made a new wave of anger explode from me. I grabbed Paul by his shirt and threw him against the wall with such force that even shocked myself. I held him there with my arm over his throat pinning him to the wall. There is one thing about ghosts you may or may not know. The first time you are really angered, your powers are extremely strong. The next time this happens your powers are even stronger. I have been mad before but this is the first time I have been THIS outraged, so I had the most strength I have ever had.
I was choking Paul with my upper arm while fighting him with my other arm. Paul grabbed me by my neck and body slammed me. We both ended up falling on the ground. We each had the other in a death grip…even though I couldn't die. It was beginning to seem like Paul couldn't either.
"Why won't you DIE!" I yelled out in frustration. I punched him in the nose as hard as I could. I heard the wonderful crunch of bones breaking together.
"Holy gaaaawd! Bust you beeple always break ma dose?" He sounded so funny I almost burst out laughing, but he then grabbed my neck again a squeeze as hard as possible. I grabbed him and started punching him in the solar plexus.
"Will you stay away from Susannah?" Yes, I know…I have said this before, but I will continue to say it until Slater agrees to it! I will hate him forever, but if we could ever come to some agreement things could be better.
"Hey! You should be telling her to stay away from me…I can't control what Suze does!" If these things that Paul was saying was true….Susannah and I have some talking to do. I was so tempted to go pick up Susannah and toss her at Paul and say, 'You want her so much…HAVE her!' I would never do that to Susannah, though. No matter how frustrated I get with her, I wouldn't give her to that sniveling idiot. "I bet you have never kissed the way we have, Jesse!" There he goes again with the whole kissing thing again…
"How would you know, Paul, about anything that has happened between Susannah and I?" Granted not much has happened between us….yet.
"I know more than you think." He said and threw a punch at me, which just barely hit me when I ducked. "She came to me crying her freaking eyes out when you moved out of her room." Susannah went to PAUL about her problems with me? Wait, she cried when I moved out which means she must like me somewhat. This thought gave me some hope, and I realized that Paul was just trying to get me upset. I lunged myself at him and hit him head on. We both fell to the ground with a loud crash. We started rolling around randomly punching or kicking each other. I then grabbed his neck and started squeezing as hard as I could. I would have killed him if it weren't for Father Dominic who happened to walk, well more like run, into his office at that exact moment.
"Jesse!" Fr. Dominic shouted. "Stop it you are going to kill him!"
I glanced at him and chuckled. "That, Padre, is the point!" And I gripped Paul harder.
Paul wasn't struggling anymore. He then said, "Jesse, please stop! I don't want to die…not like this…" He sounded so helpless…almost sorry, but I was still angry beyond words. He had his chance, now I get mine.
"You should have thought of that sooner!" I spat out heatedly.
"Dude! What's wrong with that Slater guy? Is he on drugs again or something?" was Jake's very intelligent comment.
David glared at his brother and said, "Jake, Jesse is attempting to kill Paul! Paul is not on drugs."
"Oooh! Sweet! Right on Jesse!"
Everyone, including Paul, stopped and stared at Jake. I said, "Well at least someone agrees with me that this chico de Diablo should go to Hell where he belongs."
"Jesse stop it okay?" Fr. Dominic seemed really disappointed with me, but I was sick of having Paul here. Fr. Dominic grabbed Paul and I and some how he fell backwards. No one even touched him. I then realized that threw Padre down with my mind; I really can't control myself when I am this livid.
"Fr D? Are you all right?" David was right by his side when he fell. It didn't look like it was that bad, but I still felt really guilty.
"Yes, yes I am alright…" He tried to stand up but ended up grabbing his desk for support and sat down on his chair. "I have seemed to have sprained my ankle."
"Whoa! Jesse must have Paul in some hold 'cause it looks like he is unconscious!" Exclaimed Jake while pointing at Slater. I looked down and saw that he was still alive just in some type of comma. I let go of him finally.
"When will Paul ever learn?" Said Father Dominic quietly. "He is going to kill himself if he doesn't stop shifting."
TBC
I am so sorry about the huge A/N at the beginning of the story. I had to talk to all my reviewers like I always do, and I had more than normal this time… or you wrote more than once…lol Emily…but I really needed to talk to that Willie person. Ohhh that made me mad but I am over that because why should I listen to one bad review instead of all the wonderful reviews from all you people? I love you guys and I am so thankful for you people. Keep reviewing!