Suze's POV

I couldn't believe it! I was going to marry the man of my dreams, and he leaves. I felt horrible, probably the most horrible I've felt in my entire life.. so far.

"Jesse!" I sobbed.

"Please don't leave. I love you too much. Please!" I could swear I felt a tear drop hit my head, but even if I looked up, I couldn't see his face, my eyes were so watery.

We stood there for the longest time, crying on account of the bad news.. no, not bad, horrible news I had just encountered.

I dropped one of my hands to where Jesse's lay, and slowly opened his hand, he dropped the ring into the palm of my hand, where it glistened in spite of my tears.

"Jesse." I sniffled. "Can I keep the ring.. just in case we DO get married…. Or just in memory of the best moment in my life?" Before he could answer, I just burst into tears.

A couple minutes later, Jesse and I sat down on the couch, and I cried onto his shoulder. There was a knock on the door, and Jesse said,

"Um.. now wouldn't be a very good time." but the person opened the door anyways. It was Brad. Brad was probably the last person I wanted to see right then, besides Paul. Brad just stopped in the doorway and stared at me, with his mouth agape.

"I told you it was a bad time to come in." Jesse said, clearly annoyed out of his mind with Brad.

"What did you DO to her!" he asked.

"Brad," He said calmly.

"I have to go take a job in Europe, and I will never be able to see her.. again." I could tell that he was trying to keep back tears.

I stopped crying for a moment.

Jesse De Silva was crying.

Jesse De Silva was crying for me.

"So?" Brad said.

"Get a new girlfriend.." He said to Jesse in a disgusted tone, then he turned to me,

"I mean really Suze, It's NOT the end of the world.. you can just get a new one." Jesse just shook his head, and I started crying again. I am SUCH a big baby.

"No Brad, You don't understand."

"Of COURSE I understand!" Brad yelled.

"No Brad. Yesterday night, when we came back from the park.. I.. um.. I um…" Jesse trailed off.

"You what?" Brad asked, now interested in the whole conversation.

"Oh! I KNEW that you two would be naughty! I KNEW it! Wait till I tell Mom!" He said, starting to turn around.

"NO!" Jesse said, stopping him in his tracks.

"That's not it. I pr-pr-proposed to her. She's my fiancée." I had finally gotten my tears to stop, again , and I looked down at Jesse's shoulder, which was completely wet. I had cried on Jesse's favorite shirt. I am such a jerk. I looked up at Brad, who looked at me, and for once, he felt sorry for me.

"Oh my god Suze! Oh my god! I- I- I didn't know!" he cried, and he ran over to hug me. What drug had he taken now, I didn't know, but he was nice to me, which was odd.

"I'm going to go now, and I'm going to go and leave you two alone.. for your last few nights together." He said, and he left.

"Jesse." I said, trying to keep my tears down as best I could.

"I just want to know that when I first met you, as a ghost, I fell in love with you." Jesse blinked, twice.

"Then why did you yell at me?" he asked.

"Because I was afraid that if I showed that I loved you, that you wouldn't love me back, and we would never speak, and that would have been awful. But I knew that I had to love a real person, and I tried really hard not to fall too deeply in love with you, but I couldn't help it. But here you are today, as a human, and I still love you, and you love me too, and we were going to get married, and now I think that my heart is breaking in two.." I couldn't help but cry.

It was just too sad. I looked at Jesse, his eyes filling up with tears, but his tears were whisked away by the sound of his phone ringing.

He glanced down a groaned. I didn't know who it was, but Jesse was not happy about it. He slowly opened his phone and said,

"Hello?"

"Oh hi Jesse, this is Mark Parkons here again, and I just wanted to let you know that I was wrong about when you were going to leave. You are going to leave tomorrow, not in 2 days."

"WHAT!" Jesse screamed.

"I'm sorry Doctor, but I read my notes wrong."

"Sir. I have a major crisis to deal with, and I can't afford to leave that early." Jesse said in a serious tone.

Leave early?

Leave EARLY!

Jesse De Silva was leaving earlier to go to Europe!

"What crisis is that?"

"I just told her the news." Jesse said, stroking my head.

"And she didn't take it very well."

"I see." He said.

"Well, I must be going, I will see you tomorrow. Thanks, bye."

Jesse closed his phone, and I started to cry again.

"I don't want you to leave! I don't want you to leave so soon! Not tomorrow! Not tomorrow! The ghost will come back tomorrow, I know it! I can't take her! I need you. I need you in my heart, and for my life!" I buried my face into his shirt.

"Oh Jesse, What do I do? What do I do?" I cried harder. I couldn't help it. I mean, this guy was practically the only thing that kept me alive, and now he's leaving!

"Querida." He cooed. I started crying again.

"I'm never going to hear that word again!" I burst into tears, and I held onto his shirt that I have probably already ruined as hard as I could. He wrapped his arms around me, and hugged me close.

"Susannah." He said.

"It's 12:00 AM. We should go to bed."

I stopped crying, and looked into his eyes.

He was tired and very upset.

I slowly got off of the couch and got into my PJ's. I crawled into bed, and Jesse did too. "Goodnight, Jesse. I love you so much." I said as I turned off the light.

"I love you so much too." He said, and he pulled me in close. I was in his arms. The safest place in the world for me, and it was the last time that I would be in my safe place. As soon as my eyes shut, I fell asleep.

So there's the update! Just a little filler. Review por favor!