**Sorry guys, I know it's been a while but I've had college work to do and
so on, the exams are over now! (Woo hoo) but still got a lot to do in
preparation for next years studies.But hopefully, I`ll have a lot more free
time to write more fic! What? Don't I even get a yay? *Sighs* Oh well.here
it is! Hope you enjoy! The song lyrics are by the ever-wonderful Testament.
And a big thanks to everyone who has reviewed!! *Hugs* I love you guys!**
~*Alone in the dark
Where the Demons are torturing me
The dark passages of revenge
Is all that I see*~
***
"Paul" I spat out, distaste and venom echoing through my voice. I just couldn't believe this.it was like it was all happening to somebody else, because it certainly wasn't my life.oh no no no.
As you can probably tell I was in denial.
I glanced around the room, eyes meeting nothing but the dark shadows of the night, flickers of light here and there from the moonlight streaming through my window, Maria carefully unlatched it, keeping one hand firmly around my neck.
I struggled under her grasp, I swear they must have some sort of Ghost fitness centre or training ground, or...something, in the great beyond because all of them seemed to be unnaturally strong.
That didn't stop me trying though, I swung a leg back and kicked her hard in the shins..One nil suze I felt like shouting, as she flinched..but when she started laughing, well, quite a different story.
She had murder etched in her features, but this time, I somehow knew a cousin she was betrothed to wasn't the target.
"Nice evening isn't it Suze?" Paul's sardonic voice rang out as he climbed in through the window, dressed impeccably in navy blue and ebony, dark ink.
Ok, OK now I know what you're thinking.Paul Slater equals evil so why is this girl going all goo-goo over him? Well, you see, it's not that simple..yeah, he is demon in human skin but I just happen to like his human skin.. ..I'm warm for his form ok? I'm sixteen and female, the hormones pretty much do whatever the hell they want!
"Could be better" I retorted, proud of the amount of sarcasm and hardness in my tone - I hoped.
He laughed - yes, you read that right - he laughed. Now if it wasn't for the whole being pinned to the window seat by some 150+ archfiend spirit, I would have broke his nose...
I guess he was lucky really!
I wasn't.
"Nice to see you again" he purred, standing right in front of me, blocking my view of the tools stash behind Maria, "Hope you and my.friend, are getting on nicely"
Ooooh, he was so dead! As soon as the bitch let go of me..which, of course, she showed no signs of doing anytime soon.
Damn.
"Your friend?" I asked, the connotations of his words hitting me like a dozen bricks - hard and painful, "So you're the `friend` she owes a favour to?" I couldn't help it; anger took hold of me around the neck and a long list of curse words followed, all of which are of course unrepeatable.
He grinned, "Now, now that's not how a lady speaks" of course, which caused me to curse yet again.
"So what do you want Paul?" I asked impatiently, the fact that there were two of them and one of me really getting on my nerves right about now, and where was Jesse exactly? I mean, before whenever I got hunted down by evil spirits or kidnapped by wannabe vampires brothers he always showed up to, you know, save the day - riding in on his big white horse, living up to his cowboy reputation..
But this time? Nothing. Zero. Zilch.
He definitely did not have any feelings for me then..
I mean, I knew that before, the whole kiss and run, not loving me back, arguments thing..but I always kind of hoped, I mean a part of my mind thinking he was just shy or something..
Oh he was definitely shy now! Not even bothering to show up and say hello to the crazy bastard he beat up and the psycho he almost got married to..
My life is normal - really, it is!
Well, for me anyway...
"The same as always." Paul murmured, eyes reflecting with glittering shards of the moon making him look, much to my displeasure, very hot, he leant forward, his lips a breath away from mine, "You"
Really, this was getting real old, real fast..I mean, the first few times I was flattered, the hot mediator being in love with me and all, but after Jesse kissed me..well, it kind of just became annoying after that. Hell, everything became annoying after that! Especially the fact that Jesse didn't show his cute, ghostly face for like a week afterwards..as he pretty much seemed to be doing this time too.
"I'm not yours to have Paul" I snapped, the smug expression on his face dropping to that of anger and murder, somewhat matching that of Maria`s.I swear, if it wasn`t for the whole being crushed to death by one of them and the other looking like he was about to make sure that death happened, it would have been funny.
He raised an eyebrow, stepping back as the ghost tightened her grip on me, "Oh really?" he asked sarcastically, "Then who's are you? That dead cowboy of yours?" he chuckled.
Ok, now that just pissed me off! Simply for 2 reason:
Number 1 - Only I could call Jesse a cowboy
And
Number 2 - I would never be Jesse's, just like he would never be mine, and the bastard had just reminded me of that fact!
My eyes flared, no one, but no one, badmouthed my Jesse, "Leave him out of this!"
This only made him laugh harder - figures, "Oh he'll be out of this completely soon." she smirked smugly, I felt like smacking that grin right off his pretty face.
Then the words hit home..well, I mean, come on! Would you get it right away if you were near death? Didn't think so! Show a little sympathy..
"What?!" I exclaimed, frantic, if he touched Jesse I swear.I would make him a ghost just so I could torture him, I`d got quite skilled at inflicting pain on spirits if I don't say so myself..
"You heard me" he stated, god I hated how he could make everything sound so.nice, which, just by chance, happened to be the complete opposite of him, "Your little Boyfriend could be taking a little trip to the mists anytime soon.."
Oh shit.
"What?!" I yelled again, you see, the way I figure it is this: repetition always gets the point across, at this moment, the hatred and confusion, "You.I'm..why?!" very understandable Suze, well done! "Lets just say if Paul's unhappy, I'm unhappy." Maria smirked, ruby red lips twisting cruelly, "And at the minute.he's very unhappy, so, we have top make him..smile"
I didn't like the way she said tat last word, oh I didn't like it at all. I think the confusion on my face was answer enough because Paul grinned, and continued where his `twin` had left off.
"I want you Suze, " he smiled, "You know that.and I care for you, which is why I am doing this."
Ok, a little lost...
He grinned as if he'd already won, "You agree to go out with me." his eyes sparkled as he added, "Properly" the hidden meanings oh so apparent, get some subtlety I felt like screaming, but I didn't, "As in dancing, dinner..desert" he licked his lips as he eyed he up and down, I couldn't believe this.I really couldn't..
I mean, how dare he come into my room in the middle of the night, threaten me with some century old bimbo just to ask me on a date?! I mean, get a life!
Hmm.doesn't seem to work as well with one who deals with ghosts, does it now?
"As in be my girlfriend." he continued, I could pinpoint the exact moment when my hear lurched into my throat from the shock, and just as I was recovering from, that, he added with a grin, "Or you may just find your little cowboy ghost boyfriend Jesse waiting for you in the shadowlands.or further"
Oh no he wasn't...he didn't..no no no no no..he was so not going to do that?! He did not just even say it! Nah huh!
I shook slightly from his words, the effect somewhat disastrous, "You.you're going to..you're going to mediate Jesse?" I finally got out, voice quivering.I had a feeling he wanted to get Jesse, hurt him, `kill` him...I knew all of that, but send him away? Never saw that one coming, I mean, he tried once, I always thought he had at least a little bit of originality..
Obviously Not.
He grinned, smug and looking pretty victorious, yet he expected me to go out with him if he `killed` the guy I was in love with? I was pretty sure he'd find himself very welcome in the mental Institute!
"Only if your answer is no." he murmured, smirking wildly, "So Suze, what's it gonna be?"
What choice did I have?
~*Alone in the dark
Where the Demons are torturing me
The dark passages of revenge
Is all that I see*~
***
"Paul" I spat out, distaste and venom echoing through my voice. I just couldn't believe this.it was like it was all happening to somebody else, because it certainly wasn't my life.oh no no no.
As you can probably tell I was in denial.
I glanced around the room, eyes meeting nothing but the dark shadows of the night, flickers of light here and there from the moonlight streaming through my window, Maria carefully unlatched it, keeping one hand firmly around my neck.
I struggled under her grasp, I swear they must have some sort of Ghost fitness centre or training ground, or...something, in the great beyond because all of them seemed to be unnaturally strong.
That didn't stop me trying though, I swung a leg back and kicked her hard in the shins..One nil suze I felt like shouting, as she flinched..but when she started laughing, well, quite a different story.
She had murder etched in her features, but this time, I somehow knew a cousin she was betrothed to wasn't the target.
"Nice evening isn't it Suze?" Paul's sardonic voice rang out as he climbed in through the window, dressed impeccably in navy blue and ebony, dark ink.
Ok, OK now I know what you're thinking.Paul Slater equals evil so why is this girl going all goo-goo over him? Well, you see, it's not that simple..yeah, he is demon in human skin but I just happen to like his human skin.. ..I'm warm for his form ok? I'm sixteen and female, the hormones pretty much do whatever the hell they want!
"Could be better" I retorted, proud of the amount of sarcasm and hardness in my tone - I hoped.
He laughed - yes, you read that right - he laughed. Now if it wasn't for the whole being pinned to the window seat by some 150+ archfiend spirit, I would have broke his nose...
I guess he was lucky really!
I wasn't.
"Nice to see you again" he purred, standing right in front of me, blocking my view of the tools stash behind Maria, "Hope you and my.friend, are getting on nicely"
Ooooh, he was so dead! As soon as the bitch let go of me..which, of course, she showed no signs of doing anytime soon.
Damn.
"Your friend?" I asked, the connotations of his words hitting me like a dozen bricks - hard and painful, "So you're the `friend` she owes a favour to?" I couldn't help it; anger took hold of me around the neck and a long list of curse words followed, all of which are of course unrepeatable.
He grinned, "Now, now that's not how a lady speaks" of course, which caused me to curse yet again.
"So what do you want Paul?" I asked impatiently, the fact that there were two of them and one of me really getting on my nerves right about now, and where was Jesse exactly? I mean, before whenever I got hunted down by evil spirits or kidnapped by wannabe vampires brothers he always showed up to, you know, save the day - riding in on his big white horse, living up to his cowboy reputation..
But this time? Nothing. Zero. Zilch.
He definitely did not have any feelings for me then..
I mean, I knew that before, the whole kiss and run, not loving me back, arguments thing..but I always kind of hoped, I mean a part of my mind thinking he was just shy or something..
Oh he was definitely shy now! Not even bothering to show up and say hello to the crazy bastard he beat up and the psycho he almost got married to..
My life is normal - really, it is!
Well, for me anyway...
"The same as always." Paul murmured, eyes reflecting with glittering shards of the moon making him look, much to my displeasure, very hot, he leant forward, his lips a breath away from mine, "You"
Really, this was getting real old, real fast..I mean, the first few times I was flattered, the hot mediator being in love with me and all, but after Jesse kissed me..well, it kind of just became annoying after that. Hell, everything became annoying after that! Especially the fact that Jesse didn't show his cute, ghostly face for like a week afterwards..as he pretty much seemed to be doing this time too.
"I'm not yours to have Paul" I snapped, the smug expression on his face dropping to that of anger and murder, somewhat matching that of Maria`s.I swear, if it wasn`t for the whole being crushed to death by one of them and the other looking like he was about to make sure that death happened, it would have been funny.
He raised an eyebrow, stepping back as the ghost tightened her grip on me, "Oh really?" he asked sarcastically, "Then who's are you? That dead cowboy of yours?" he chuckled.
Ok, now that just pissed me off! Simply for 2 reason:
Number 1 - Only I could call Jesse a cowboy
And
Number 2 - I would never be Jesse's, just like he would never be mine, and the bastard had just reminded me of that fact!
My eyes flared, no one, but no one, badmouthed my Jesse, "Leave him out of this!"
This only made him laugh harder - figures, "Oh he'll be out of this completely soon." she smirked smugly, I felt like smacking that grin right off his pretty face.
Then the words hit home..well, I mean, come on! Would you get it right away if you were near death? Didn't think so! Show a little sympathy..
"What?!" I exclaimed, frantic, if he touched Jesse I swear.I would make him a ghost just so I could torture him, I`d got quite skilled at inflicting pain on spirits if I don't say so myself..
"You heard me" he stated, god I hated how he could make everything sound so.nice, which, just by chance, happened to be the complete opposite of him, "Your little Boyfriend could be taking a little trip to the mists anytime soon.."
Oh shit.
"What?!" I yelled again, you see, the way I figure it is this: repetition always gets the point across, at this moment, the hatred and confusion, "You.I'm..why?!" very understandable Suze, well done! "Lets just say if Paul's unhappy, I'm unhappy." Maria smirked, ruby red lips twisting cruelly, "And at the minute.he's very unhappy, so, we have top make him..smile"
I didn't like the way she said tat last word, oh I didn't like it at all. I think the confusion on my face was answer enough because Paul grinned, and continued where his `twin` had left off.
"I want you Suze, " he smiled, "You know that.and I care for you, which is why I am doing this."
Ok, a little lost...
He grinned as if he'd already won, "You agree to go out with me." his eyes sparkled as he added, "Properly" the hidden meanings oh so apparent, get some subtlety I felt like screaming, but I didn't, "As in dancing, dinner..desert" he licked his lips as he eyed he up and down, I couldn't believe this.I really couldn't..
I mean, how dare he come into my room in the middle of the night, threaten me with some century old bimbo just to ask me on a date?! I mean, get a life!
Hmm.doesn't seem to work as well with one who deals with ghosts, does it now?
"As in be my girlfriend." he continued, I could pinpoint the exact moment when my hear lurched into my throat from the shock, and just as I was recovering from, that, he added with a grin, "Or you may just find your little cowboy ghost boyfriend Jesse waiting for you in the shadowlands.or further"
Oh no he wasn't...he didn't..no no no no no..he was so not going to do that?! He did not just even say it! Nah huh!
I shook slightly from his words, the effect somewhat disastrous, "You.you're going to..you're going to mediate Jesse?" I finally got out, voice quivering.I had a feeling he wanted to get Jesse, hurt him, `kill` him...I knew all of that, but send him away? Never saw that one coming, I mean, he tried once, I always thought he had at least a little bit of originality..
Obviously Not.
He grinned, smug and looking pretty victorious, yet he expected me to go out with him if he `killed` the guy I was in love with? I was pretty sure he'd find himself very welcome in the mental Institute!
"Only if your answer is no." he murmured, smirking wildly, "So Suze, what's it gonna be?"
What choice did I have?