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"He what-ed you?"

"He killed me."

I pulled myself back up to the seat I had just fallen out of. I knew Paul was insane, but this insane?

"Let me call my boyfriend over here. I think he might be able to help us."

Or, he could just have the same reaction I did, just not as dramatic.

"HE WHAT!"

Okay, maybe as dramatic. Jesse sat beside me on my bed as Kat paced back and forth. She stopped and said, "My boyfriend went missing shortly after I died." Wait, Paul? Paul went missing? "No, not Paul." She said as if she had read my mind. "My boyfriend. I feel guilty. I fell for someone else the lasy few months we were together. I think that's why he snapped. Paul, I mean." That makes me feel a whole lot better. Had I not done the same thing? No, it was different. Paul just some how erased my memory. I always loved Jesse. So it was different. Right?

Jesse seemed to snap out of the daze he was in and looked over at me. "Querida." But Kate interrupted.

"Aw! He calls you querida? So cute." I could have sworn Jesse blushed as he continued. "Susannah, you have to tell Father Dominic."

Oh. Father D. He wanted me to meet him and Paul today. Great. I get to be murdered today by my insane ex-boyfriend.

"I'll tell him." I was lying, If I told him, and Paul figured out...well...that could pose as a problem. A BIG problem. Like me laying buried in the dirt kind of a problem. Me being dead kind of a problem.

Jesse glanced at his watch. "Querida, I've got to go pick Mercedes up from her dance lesson. Are you sure you'll be fine?" I nodded. "Good." He leaned down and kissed me. "I love you."

He walked out, and Kat came and sat down in the spot he had just vacated.

"What's wrong, Kat?" Ugh. Stupid question. SHE WAS DEAD! That was her problem!

"I don't know. I guess. Just being dead." See? Stupid question. "I just wanted to go out there and live. I wanted to be a writer so badly." I looked down at the floor. "What do you want to be, Suze?" I looked back up at her and smiled.

"You'll laugh."

"No I won't."

"Fine, I want to be an...an actress." She smiled. "See? I knew you would!" She smiled again.

"No, Suze. I could totally see you as an actress! You're so dramatic."

"Gee, thanks. Come on. Lets go to the beach or something."

We did. We had to sit in a spot in the back so people couldn't see that I was talking to myself. Which I wasn't, but they didn't know that. Thankfully, Mercy and Jesse joined us soon.

"How do you feel, Mercy?" She smiled. Her cut was so deep, she actually had to get stitches. "Better, you?"

"Better." She sat down on the other side of Jesse. "So this is the girl Paul murdered?" Such anice way to put it. "Yeah, Mercy. This is Katerine-um, Kat."

We spent the rest of the day trying to keep Kat's mind off of everything. Which was kind of hard. We went to Jesse's to watch a movie. Pirates of the Caribbean to be exact. If any guys could keep your mind off of something, it was Orlando and Johnny.Then it wastime for me to go see FatherD.Jesse stopped me as I tried to walk out of his apartment.

"Where do you think you're going,Susie?"

I sighed. He always knew I was up to something. He always caught me. ALWAYS!

"To...Cee's."

He smirked. "Yeah right."

"Jesse-" I tried to say something, but he pushed me against the wall. Hard. And kissed me. Hard. A little too hard. Way way too hard.

"Jesse! What the heck?" This was so unlike him.

"Don't tell me you haven't been thinking about this all day."

"Paul! Get off me!"

"Come on, Suze. Don't tell me you haven't been thinking about this all day."

I pushed him away from me. "You aren't Jesse."

"Querida. Of course I am."

"No, you aren't." He smirked again as he walked closer to me. "Querida."

He tried to grab me, but I got away. "Get away from me!"

"Querida, I'm sorry I did that. I am. You know I love you." He pulled me into his arms. I didn't object this time. In his arms was the only place I felt safe.

"You know I love you, Suze."

I smiled. "I know you d-"

"What's wrong."

"You called me Suze."

"That's your name."

"You never call me Suze." He smirked. "Suze."

"GET AWAY FROM ME!"

He grabbed me. Hard. I tried to scream, but he out his hand over my mouth.

"Let's be a good little girl about this, okay Suze? I don't want to do this the hard way."

I tried to wiggle free, but he caught me.

"Suze! Stop. You can't keep running from me."

I looked up into Jesse's face. I looked into Jesse's eyes. They weren't their usual shade of brown.

No, they were piercing blue.

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