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Ok, before I start writing this story I would like to apologise for the absolutely appalling Spanish, the Spanish in here is from and online translator and probably makes no sense what so ever. Sorry.
I am taking French and German instead, not the wisest choice, French and German suck. No offence to people who speak is as their native language, its just I'm so rubbish at languages.
Anyway enough of my rambling on with the story.
A little girl about sevenish with brown hair and olive skin dressed in a pretty green dress opened the door. She had a puzzled expression on her face.
"Jesse?"
Chapter 2
He nodded his head in conformation his thick black hair moving slightly. It's slightly longer than when he was a ghost but I refuse to let him grow it out, personally I think long hair on a guy doesn't look that good.
With in moments the little girl was hurling herself into jesses open arms and screeching "Jesse it is you! I though you died in the barn fair two years ago"
What a sweet reunion.
No I am not being sarcastic it really was sweet, I could have sworn I saw a tear rolling down Jesse's cheek.
"No Mercedes I didn't die, I just had to go away for a while"
"Well it was a very long while." You have no idea "and you better not be planning on going away again anytime soon" she said matter-of-factly.
"You have to see my pony later. Padre gave her to me when we found her roaming the fields a few months ago. She is lovely, I called her Jesse"
"But Jesse is a boys name" he asked her slightly bemused.
"I know that silly, that is why I have decided that she is going to be a boy!" eh? This little girl wants to give her pony a sex change. Should I be worried now or later?
"Are you sure your pony wants to be a boy Mercedes? I think you should ask her first"
"Of course she does" she replied indignantly. I couldn't help but laugh now, oh the wonderful imagination of a seven year old.
Her eyes widened when she finally saw me stood behind Jesse twiddling my thumbs.
"¿Quién es ella Jesse?" she gazed over in my direction with a scowl on her face, probably because she wanted Jesse all to herself.
"esto es mi susannah muy bueno de amigo" My name has been mentioned, Ooh they better not be saying anything bad.
"ella es muy hermosa"
"sí ella es". Hello non Spanish speaking person in the vicinity, at least say something that I can actually understand. They were making me feel really self conscious.
"ella es más agradable que maria. Maria era malo". He let out a chuckle at her last comment but then abrubtly stopped at what she said next
"Maria y Diego permanecen aquí"
"WHAT?" his face screwed up in disgust, though even when disgusted he still looks incredibly good.
But what did she say, I want to know. So what if it's not my business is it wrong that I feel I am entitled to a little curiosity? (a/n rubbish phrasing I know)
They talked a little while longer, perhaps they forgot I was there. Nice to know I am such an important aspect in their conversation.
Mercedes spoke to me and Jesse "Come inside Jesse madre will want to see you and your Amiga" she tugged at Jesse shirt and swung my arm happily. I had known the girl for the best part of ten minutes and she already wanted to be best buddies, cute.
"So what was it that you got so angry?" I asked Jesse as we walked though his house.
"Maria and Diego are here" he said plainly.
"But Diego is dead he died in the barn fire, I remember, you pushed him off the ledge" I'm so confused.
"He didn't die Susannah, somehow he miraculously survived and is paralysed form the waist down and badly disfigured"
"oh" why didn't that bastard just die? Mean I know but that son of a bitch deserved to die after he tried to kill Jesse.
She led us into a huge- and I mean huge- kitchen with lots of women and children baking bread. Oh how original, not. Though I must admit I love the smell of freshly baked bread, I only hope that I didn't drool.
"Mama! Look Jesse's here. I told you he would come back didn't I, I told you so!" she smiled gleefully as if she had won a million dollar bet.
"Now Mercedes" she had her back turned towards us "stop fooling around we have told you that your hermano won't be coming home" there was I hint of sadness in her voice.
"But mama he really is here look" she wined in the whiniest of voices.
She turned round with a sigh expecting nothing but her eyes widened when they landed on Jesse.
"My bebé!" In a mad dash a short but beautiful woman jet propelled herself at Jesse form nearly knocking him over. I'm pretty sure she would have done if she wasn't so small and he wasn't so tall.
"You have a lot of explaining to do young man, we though you were dead-" I'm sure she would have continued telling her son off but the words were distorted by her loud crying and slightly scary laughs.
"Mama meet Susannah. Susannah this is my mama and my sisters Marta, Josefina, Ella-Mae and Alida" Mercedes piped in.
They all peered round Jesse and saw me standing there looking sheepish.
"Jesse who is this girl" she whispered "not another charity case I hope" Charity case! The nerve of that woman! I most certainly am not a freaking charity case. Do I look like a tramp to you?
She looked me up and down as if she was analysing me or checking me out. Preferably neither of those.
Jesse scowled at his mother, hopefully for the fact that she out right insulted me.
"No Madre she is most certainly not a charity case" ha you tell her. She seemed relieved and smiled at me. Whoa! Personality change.
"I would be very grateful if you let her stay here with us for a while". His sisters were looking at their mother expectantly, as if they wanted me to stay. If I were them I would be kicking my step-brothers' girlfriend out of the house before she could even say 'whodunnit'.
Granted my step-brothers' girlfriends are complete whores, yes Debbie and Kelly are whores, surely you have realized that well known fact by know.
Coralia – Jesse's mom's name- graciously accepted me into her home and said it was about time that Jesse brought home a decent girl like me. I know perfect aren't I?
"Susannah are you courting my big hermano?" All Jesse's sisters had dragged me and Jesse into one of their bedrooms which I noticed was very lacy, eww.
"Courting?" now I know how Jesse must feel when I use words that he doesn't understand
"Courting, you know, in a relationship" oh courting. Now I understand. She wanted to know if I was dating her brother.
"Yes" I made a sideward glance at Jesse, his face had gone a slight tinge of pink.
"Good now mama can't make Jesse marry Maria or one of her sisters, he can marry you instead" she said. Marry Jesse yeah I may wan't to marry him but not yet, doesn't she think that I'm a little young.
I was about to answer when Ella-Mae blurted out incredulously "What on earth are you wearing!" I knew they would get to this part sooner or later.
"You look like a-"
Marta slapped her hand over her sister's mouth before she could finish her sentence and then smiled at me apologetically.
"It's Ok I don't mind I know it's true"
"What did happen to your clothes?" Josefina asked curiously.
"Well on our trip down from New York" they Ooohed and Ahhhed like when you go and watch a Broadway musical "we were attacked by bandits and stripped of all our possessions. This is all they left us with" I motioned my had downwards as if to say 'voila'.
"Well we must change you quickly they are particularly vile clothes" Vile? How dare she! May I point out that since Gina's arrival in Carmel I have acquired a great fashion sense and should be considered a style guru, well not so much but whatever.
Marta tugged at my tank top. "Jesse all your clothes are still in your room. Mercedes insisted that you were coming home and would lock herself in your room if anyone went near it".
My family would never do that, especially Brad. He would most likely trash my room and search for anything of value that he could sell on e-bay.
Mercedes just stuck out her tongue and hugged Jesse's long legs.
"Susannah I have some dresses that are just your size, the tailor made them far to long for me but I am sure they will fit you" Great hoped skirts and petit coats. Just what I wanted, note the sarcasm.
"Jesse you can go away now" Mercedes and Alida ushered him out the room, he tried to look offended but smiled and left the room.
"Here you go" Marta passed me a beautiful pale blue dress with a sweetheart neck line, a blue sash with a blue flower round the waist and embroided flowers at the bottom. The dress had short sleeves and a long pair of white gloves to cover my arms. The only bad things about the dress were the huge poofy skirt and corset. Do they want me to almost die like Elizabeth Swan in Pirates of the Caribbean? If I do my ghost will haunt them for the rest of their lives, mwuahaha- ok getting a little carried away now.
"So how do I look?" I asked the sisters giving them a twirl.
"That dress suits you Suze" good they remembered my name "you look very pretty"
"Now we shall do your hair!" they seemed really exited I couldn't burst their bubble and say no, after all they did give me a dress.
"You know Suze I think Jesse really likes you" Marta said.
"Why do you think that?" I was just probing to see what they knew, perhaps I could dig up some dirt about Jesse.
"Because he lets you call him Jesse" Ella-Mae said matter-of-factly "He makes most people call him Hector"
"Oh"
When they were finished my hair was tied up in a winding bun with some of my natural curls hanging down and framing my face. And let me tell you I looked pretty darn good, if I do say so.
We sat and talked for a while until we were called down for tea by Mrs de Silva. Walking down the stairs I could hear Jesse speaking.
"Josefina where is Susannah?"
I walked down the stairs and said "did I just hear my name being mentioned?" Jesse looked up at me and his eyes bugged out.
"something the matter Jesse, got something in your eye?"
oh I love to embarrass him, it is a fundamental part of our relationship really as is practical jokes. This one time I hid fillets of salmon under his car seat, they started to smell really bad after a couple of weeks and stank out the car. He couldn't figure out what it was bless him until Cee-Cee let slip of my trick.
He got me back good though. On my 18th birthday he asked my mom for a baby picture of me. She gave him the one where I am four and sat naked (bubbles covering the obvious parts of course) in the bath and my hair up like Dipsy from the teletubbies. He them made a load of flyers with that photo on .
Then he stuck them up all around town saying 'HAPPY 18th SUZE!' Brad and Jake tormented me for weeks after and Kelly found it hilarious. Anyway where was I?
Jesse answered and said "no, no you just look very hermoso tonight Querida" his sisters giggled and whispered to each other. I don't know why. Wait yes I do, his sisters are also Spanish therefore knowing how to speak Spanish, duh Suze.
"Why thank you"I said graicouslyand he linked is arm with mine and led me into the dining room.
His family were already seated along with Maria the Skank and a really disfigured looking scarred dude with no hair. Diego.
"You!" he bellowed pointing a stubbly burnt finger in my face as the recognition dawned on him.
Oh shit!
Well that chapter 2 for you, I hope its long enough. Anyways R&R
Laura x
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Here are the translations seen as my Spanish as I have already mentioned is awful.
"¿Quién es ella Jesse?" – who is she Jesse?
"esto es mi susannah muy bueno de amigo" – this is my very good friend Susannah
"ella es muy hermosa" – she is very pretty
"sí ella es" – Yes she is
"ella es más agradable que maria. Maria era malo – She is much nicer than Maria, Maria was evil
"Maria y Diego permanecen aquí" – Maria and Diego are staying here.