Jesse's POV

"W-What did you do!" I yelled at the ghost, holding onto Susannah's unconscious head. "What she deserves." The ghost said coldly, and she snapped her fingers and disappeared. I stared down at Susannah.

She was hardly breathing.

"Querida." I whispered, stroking her face with my thumb.

"Stay in there. Don't leave me like this. Please. I love you, and I want to marry you, please don't leave me like this! Please!" I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

No. De Silva Men don't cry. No, no we don't, but I couldn't help but to let one tear stream down my face.

I quickly wiped it away.

At the end of the ride, I got off, and tried to pull Susannah off the ride too, but I got stopped by a lot of cast members who stopped the ride and helped me get her off of the "doom buggy" as they call it.

Brad came over to me and laughed, but not a good laugh, a mean laugh.

I just stared up at him.

How DARE he laugh at Susannah!

It wasn't her fault!

But yet, he didn't know that she could see ghosts, or in that fact, would ever believe me if I told him that she could.

"Did your BRAVE girlfriend make it all the way? Or did she faint when she saw a ghost? Yah know, because she was too SCARED of it?" he said, still laughing in that evil laugh of his.

I didn't like him.

I didn't like him one bit.

I didn't say anything, but just turned back to Susannah.

"It looks like her wind pipe was crushed for a little bit. She just passed out due to the lack of air she was receiving." One of the cast members by the name of Bill said.

"She should be back in minutes if one of use performs a CPR." He said.

Then he turned to me.

"Is that okay with you?"

"Yes, it is, I don't care what you do or how you do it, I just want her to survive." I said. He turned back around and provided CPR to Susannah.

I would have been able to do CPR and I would have felt a lot comfortable if I could have done it, being a doctor and all, but it was for Susannah, and that was all that mattered. After about 5 minutes, Susannah woke up, coughing.

"Oh Susannah." I said as I pulled her close to me, and whispered into her hair, "Now don't you cry for me. 'Cause I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee." She giggled, and slowly got up. I turned to the cast members.

"Thank you so much. You don't know how grateful I am." I said, shaking all of their hands.

"Your Welcome sir!" They said in unison.

"It's Jesse." I said before turning back to Susannah and walking out.

Susannah and I immediately left the park.

Brad and Jake thought that we were too freaked out to go on any other rides, but I had seen enough.

"Jesse." Susannah finally said when we got onto the boat to the Polynesian.

Lucky us, we were the only ones on it.

"Yes?" I asked her.

"Why did that ghost wanna hurt me? I didn't do anything to her. I don't even know who she is!"

She cuddled in closer to me, and she tightened her grip on my arm

"Jesse." She practically squeaked.

"I'm scared." Mi Querida was scared.

Scared of a ghost.

She has never been scared of anything ever before.

This was bad.

"So am I Querida." I said, kissing her forehead.

"So am I."

When we finally got to the dock, we thanked the boat driver and walked all the way to our room.

I slipped our card into the door and opened up our room.

When we stepped in, Susannah gasped, and grabbed me as tight as she could.

The ghost was sitting on our bed.

I know it sucks. But if you review, I can make it better:)