I swipped the air a couple of times, desperately trying to catch part of her.
Part of that woman.
I sighed, shook my head, and turned around, walking swiftly over to Susannah's bedside. I sat down into the seat carefully placed next to the bed, and stroked her hair. It was nice and soft, but drenching wet.
Silently, I got up, and brought some towels over, drying her hair, and drying mine.
As I sat there, staring a Susannah, thoughts buzzed in my mind. What was up with that woman?
And why did she seem so familiar to me? I closed my eyes and thought about where I had seen any part of her.
Her eyes, hair, face, nose, lips… nowhere.
And how did she know my name? And why on earth was she so excited to see me?
I grabbed Susannah's ice cold hand in mine, and squeezed it tightly. She was sleeping peacefully, a strong smile pasted on her face.
After what seemed like forever, she squeezed my hand and fluttered her eyes open.
Suze's POV
"Jesse!!!" I smiled, as I wrapped my arms around his neck, shivering badly.
"Querida, you're shivering. Here." He said, wrapping blankets around my body. They surrounded me with warmth, and I smiled.
"Querida?" He questioned me.
"Uh-huh?" I said, tightening the blankets around me.
"Do you recognize that nurse that came in?" He asked. I had to think for a little.
I didn't really see her.
My eyes were closed, but I did get a glimpse of her, and no I don't think so.
"No." I smiled, and he pulled me into a big bear hug.
"Why do you ask?" He smiled again.
"No reason." I shrugged and rested my head on his shoulder.
It was perfect.
I was in his arms, and it was quiet, and I was warm…. All of it was perfect, until that someone walked into the room. Well more like barged.
That's Paul for you. No respect for anyone, not even his grandfather, or Kelly, his so called girlfriend.
"Slater." Jesse growled at him.
"Nice to see you too De Silva." He said sarcastically, and then he turned to me.
"And the future Mrs. De Silva. You look lovely today." I scoffed at him.
"I'm drenched in sea water, and I'm covered in blankets. Come on Paul!!!" I practically screamed at him. I glanced in back of Paul, and saw Kelly.
She walked out from behind him, and stood next to Paul, grasping his hand.
"Hello Jesse." She said, in her flirty, preppy tone of voice. Jesse didn't reply.
"Well I just wanted to make sure that you two are okay." Paul said, and he grabbed Kelly, and pulled her out of the room.
When they left, I started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Jesse asked me.
"Kelly has a MAJOR crush on you." I giggled. He knitted his eyebrows together.
"She's got Paul." He said, confused.
"She still likes you. A LOT." He brought his face close to mine, and he gave me his sexy smile.
"I think there's someone who likes me more then Kelly." He whispered, and I smiled, bringing him into a deep, passionate kiss.
When we let go, I whispered back,
"I think there is." And he kissed me again. But our kiss got interrupted by screams coming from the dock.
Paul came barging in again, and yelled,
"YOU GUYS BETTER GET OUT HERE!!! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT'S GOING ON!!!!" and he closed the door.
I looked a Jesse, and then jumped off of my bed, running outside.
When we got out there, I gasped.
The cruise ship was swarming with screaming people running every which way. But they weren't just running anywhere, they were running away from the front of the boat.
I grabbed Jesse's hand and started to run through the mass of people. When I got there, I stopped, and put my hands up to my face.
Jesse even looked upset, and pulled my face into his chest.
Heather was ghost was shimmering right next to the body on the ground.
She had an evil grin on her face.
Apparently, Bryce had been on this cruise ship, and Heather had finally gotten what she wanted for all these years.
Lying on the ground was Bryce.
And he seemed to be dead.