Suze POV
I pushed my dark hair out of my eyes hastily. I used a sparkly pink clip to confine the ebony waves, and sat down nervously on the window seat. My hands roamed lazily over the floral cover of the pillow, where Jesse so often sat.
Jesse, I thought, Jesse wasn't sitting in his usual seat. My mind vaguely registered this fact. Where could he be? I wondered where he could be. When was the last time I had seen him? I wondered.
Paul had to have something to do with this. He always had something to do with these things.
God, I was dizzy.
Maybe if I leaned out the window to get some fresh air I would feel better. I stuck my head out of the window, clutching my stomach as another wave of nausea washed over me.
A fight. I remembered a fight. Paul had been there, anger dancing in his dark eyes. So had Jesse, beautiful Jesse had been there.
The idea of a fight was nothing new. The three of us seemed to be in fights, quite a lot. The three of us were a sort of a sickening triangle.
But not anymore.
Something in the back of my mind sent up a red flag. Something about Paul. Paul had broken the triangle somehow. Somehow there no longer was a triangle.
I was betrothed to Paul.
This dawned on me suddenly, making me lurch. My sweating palms slipped around on the windowsil that I had been clutching. I slipped, and felt my head start to spin. I had lost conciousness before I had even hit the ground.
Paul POV
Suze groaned from where she was lying in the hospital bed. She was lucky that one of the neighbors had heard the commotion and had rushed out to see what was wrong. Said neighbor had called an ambulance immediately.
Rico Suave, who sat nervously beside me, looked over at Suze. I scowled when I saw the concern in his eyes. We both knew that she was here because of me.
We had been fighting again, me, Suze, and Rico Suave. I had attacked her with the fact that her and I were to be married by the end of the year, due to an archaic, yet undeniably unbreakble agreement made by our ancestors.
We were the first boy and girl, respectively, in our families that were around the same age, so we were bound to each other.
I had thought that she had known this, but obviously it was news to her, and news that she wasn't taking to well. She had paled, and just barely shifted through my attack. She had gone back to her house weak.
Rico Sauve, of course, had stayed behind to yell at me and try to give me a beating. I, of course, simply answered his questions and left. Suze was mad at me as it was, I didn't think that I needed to go beating up her boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend.
I really hadn't expected her to go and jump out a window. I really hadn't expected her to try and kill herself.
Admittedly, to us death wasn't such a mystery. But I was still shocked and hurt that she had tried to end her life over me.
She had wanted to die because of me.