A/N: Hey guys! I'm so sorry I've abandoned this story for the past year... I can't believe its been that long since I last updated. Anyway, I'm going to be finishing this story and Nothing Lasts Forever, cause I want to start working on a new story idea that I've had for a while now. I'm still planning it but it should be up soon. Anyway, sorry again!
I stared at the figure before me, the pair of icy blue eyes piercing deep into my soul. Feeling extremely vulnerable and exposed, I tried to scream, scream for Jesse to protect me. However, when I opened my mouth everything seemed to get caught in one massive lump in my throat. I tried to turn towards Jesse but I couldn't muster the energy. I felt weaker with every moment Paul's cold stare focused on me.
However, Paul had only been standing at the foot of my bed for a moment before he was pinned up against the wall by Jesse. I could hear Jesse swearing to himself in Spanish, the hatred obvious in his voice. "How dare you come near Susannah! You have no right to be here, you should be rotting in a jail cell for what you did to her! I'm ought to kill you for everything you have put Susannah through."
Paul laughed, apparently unfazed from Jesse's threats. "After you found me and beat me up, the police took me into custody. However, jail cells were built to keep normal prisoners from escaping, not shifters. When I realised that I didn't succeed in my plan to kill Suze, I decided to come here and finish off the job. I should have realised that she would have her guard dog watching over her at all times," Paul spat at Jesse before turning his head towards me. "He can't watch you forever. Sooner or later, he'll let his guard down. If I can't have you, Suze, neither can Jesse."
Suddenly I remembered everything from that awful night. The way he hit me until I felt so weak I was ready to crumple into a tiny ball and die, the way he screamed at me, the way I had cried out for Jesse to save me. I realised that those words were the exact words he had said to me just before it registered that he was going to kill me. Tears began to stream down my face as I remembered the night in which I had almost been separated from Jesse forever.
I watched as Jesse pushed Paul further into the wall. Gasping for breath, Paul coughed, "I'll kill you, Suze. Watch for me in your dreams." I watched as Paul disappeared, leaving Jesse's clenched fist to go flying straight through the wall and into the next room. I could hear screams coming from the next room as Jesse turned to look at me. I could clearly see the hatred for Paul clear in his eyes.
"Jesse..." I sobbed, tears streaming down my face. He rushed over to me and wrapped his arms around me.
"Shh, Querida, please don't cry. He's gone now: Paul's gone," he said, comforting me.
It was only moments later that the doctors rushed into my room, demanding an explanation on why there was a fist sized hole in the wall. I gripped onto Jesse, thinking it was Paul returning with a gun to shoot me and leave me to die, mirroring my nightmares. However, Jesse sent them away, telling them that I was extremely upset right now and promising to explain everything after. Hesitantly, they leaved, probably realising that they would cause more trouble if they stayed.
After what seemed like hours gently rocking in Jesse's arms, my tears finally slowed until they ceased altogether. He kissed my head and pulled back slightly so that he could look directly into my eyes. I could clearly see how determined he was to protect me from Paul. "Are you feeling any better now, Susannah?" he asked me gently.
I shook my head. After a few moments, I whispered, "I remember everything that happened that night. Jesse, I'm so scared. What if comes back and you can't protect me. What if he kills you whilst your trying to protect me? I couldn't live with myself, Jesse, knowing that I caused your death."
"Querida, I promise you that nothing will happen to us and that I will protect you from Paul no matter what happens. I love you, Susannah," he whispered. I gazed into his eyes. Just hearing Jesse utter those words to me soothed me more that anything else.
"I love you too, Jesse. I know that you'll never let Paul lay another finger on me."
Jesse smiled a small smile. "You should get some rest, querida. You've had a big day today." I nodded and laid down into the hospital bed.
"Will you stayed by my side?" I asked him.
"Forever, Susannah," he whispered and kissed me gently on the cheek. As I closed my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep, I smiled, knowing that Jesse would be by my side forever.
Two days had gone by and I had been extremely quiet. As much as I hated it, I kept remembering that awful night. I could tell Jesse knew what I was thinking about and I knew it was killing him inside. I'm sure he could see the fear and hurt in my eyes.
The doctors were extremely pleased with my progress and they decided that I could be released today into Jesse's custody. Although I was over eighteen, because of my attack they had to release me into somebody's custody. I knew it wasn't that they cared about me, but if something happened to me because of my mental state they could be sued.
They decided to release me into Jesse's custody because I still couldn't remember anything about my family, and I was refusing to see them until I could. I knew my mother and father were probably hurt that their own daughter remembered nothing about them, but I felt like I couldn't trust them. Jesse was obviously feeling guilty that I remembered him instead of them, because he kept trying to persuade me to let my family visit me. He reasoned that it might help me to remember them, but i refused every time.
I was currently changing into some clothes in the bathroom so that I could be released and Jesse could take me back to his apartment. My parents had bought me some necessities from my house earlier during the week, and Jesse had passed them onto me.
I was dreading today. What if they were outside, expecting me to be released into their custody? What if they refused to let me be released into Jesse's custody? What if they followed us back to his apartment and refused to leave until I went home with them?
I took a deep breath and exited the bathroom. Jesse was seated in the chair beside my bed, waiting for me to get changed. He looked up when he heard the door open and smiled at me. "Are you ready to leave now?" he asked. I nodded, remaining quiet. He picked up the small bag with my belonging and led me towards the door. I stopped just before the door. "Are you alright, Susannah?"
I bit my lip. "Its just... what if my family is there? What if they cause a big scene in the middle of the hospital? What if they won't let the hospital release me into your custody?" I said quietly. "I don't want to go home with a family I can't remember, Jesse."
He dropped my bag and pulled me into a gentle hug. "Susannah, I promise you that they won't be allowed to take you home. The hospital has very strict rules that they must follow when dealing with patients. I'm sure that they would never let a patient suffering from amnesia leave with a family they don't remember when there is somebody else who is perfectly suitable that they remember." He kissed me on the cheek.
"I know I sound stupid, Jesse. I'm just so scared," I said, pulling back from his embrace. "Thankyou for everything, Jesse." I laced my fingers with his and managed a small smile. "Lets go."
He nodded and picked up my bag, leading me out the door. I followed him to the receptionist and waited in line to collect the forms for my release. "Hi, how may I help you?" the receptionist smiled at us when it was our turn.
"Hi. My name is Jesse de Silva, this is my girlfriend Susannah Simon. I'm here to fill out the papers for her release into my custody," he stated.
"Certainly. Just return the when your done and your free to leave," she stated, handing us the forms and a pen. Jesse nodded and we sat down in the waiting room. I sat in silence as I watched Jesse fill out the forms. I was surprised he new all the answers to questions that related to me.
Jesse looked up from the forms a few minutes later and smiled at me. "I've finished, Susannah. Are you alright to leave now?" I nodded. He picked up my bag and returned the forms to the receptionist.
She smiled up at us. "Have a nice day," she said before returning to the computer.
I took Jesse's hand again and turned to leave the hospital when I felt somebody pull me into a tight hug. "Susie! Oh, honey, I've been so worried! I've been so stressed that the doctors wouldn't let me see my own daughter! Never mind that now, you can come home with us now!"
A/N: Again, I'm sorry that I haven't updated for ages! Please review and tell me whether you like it or whether I should just delete this story. I promise, a LOT more is going to happen in the next chapter.