Killer Portrait – Chapter 1 :

Hello there, little people! I thank you for reviewing! Only Jesse drives me crazyyyy answered the question and she got it right! I based this on the T.V. series Supernatural. You people are no challenge. (Scowls at everyone.). No one even tried to guess who the couple was. Seriously. No challenge at all. Thank you to UniqueIllusion for reviewing! Oh yeah, Suze is 19 years old and Jesse is 22. Just wanted to lessen their age gap. Here's my update…

Killer Portrait – Chapter 1: News

Suze's POV:

Silence. Slurp. Silence. Slurp. Slurp…. Then WHAM!

"Jesse!! How many times have I told you NOT to do that?!" I yelled.

I was enjoying a nice, peaceful cup of coffee when Jesse slams a newspaper on the table. And let me tell you, this was not the first time he did this. If he keeps on doing this, I'm going to have a heart attack before I'm even thirty.

"I'm sorry querida, but this is urgent," my boyfriend said with a sad smile that didn't reach his eyes. Then I melted and forgot all about my anger. What? You would have too if you saw him smile. And yes, you heard me right. My boyfriend. So hands off! I, Susannah Simon have a boyfriend who shares the same talent. Well, I wouldn't really call it a talent, but we are mediators, so we can see ghosts. Where's the fun in that, I hear you ask? Well, I also thought that being a mediator sucked big time. That was until I transferred here in California, went inside my room, and met the ghost haunting it. Jesse. We became friends after a while. Then, I met Paul. His little brother was tricked into exorcising Jesse. I rescued him. Then, he kissed me. Wow, I know. Then I learned we could time travel. So I did, and I saved Jesse. I just told you my life in a few sentences. Not to forget Father Dom, my school's principal and priest and fellow mediator. Cool, no?

"Susannah! Listen to me! This is serious!"

OK? Whaaa….? Man, do I tend to babble to much or what? Wait, don't answer that.

I just gazed dumbly at him, head still foggy.

"Susannah, I have some bad news. Remember when Cee Cee and Adam were married?" he asked me.

Of course I remembered! They married each other a month after graduating high school. Young, I know. But they were so happy and excited…

I nodded slowly, still wondering what was so urgent.

"Didn't they move to Seattle?" he asked again, and I nodded again.

"OK, Susannah, I hate to tell you this, but… um….uh…." Jesse stuttered.

"Come on Jesse, hurry up!" I glared at him, getting impatient.

Jesse gave me a dark look.

"Susannah, Adam and Cee Cee are dead." Jesse finally said.

WHAT?? When I heard that, I felt like a bomb exploded. How can they be dead? Twenty years old is too young to die.

"Th-…. Th-… They… They are dead?" I whispered pathetically.

"Yes, Susannah. They are dead," he confirmed sadly. He was close with them, too.

"H- h- h- how?" I asked in this really small voice.

"Ummm… I'm not really sure. I read it in the newspaper," he said, waving it up and down.

I grabbed it from his hands and read it. Their deaths made the front page.

"MYSTERIOUS DEATH OF A COUPLE IN SEATTLE"

Two nights ago, a couple in Seattle, Adam and Cee Cee McTavish, was brutally murdered in their own homes. Their throats were slashed, and it was said that they died immediately. The police was called by their neighbour, Paul Slater. He claimed that he was worried because no one answered the phone when he called them. It appeared that he had his own key to their house because he said they were friends and he constantly dropped by their house. He couldn't find them so he went up their room and found them dead. The police are still investigating their death. There might be a serial killer on the loose. Make sure to lock your doors at night. Continued on page 10.

OK… That was creepy. And disturbing. Too disturbing. I immediately burst into tears. I didn't care that people were staring.

"I'm sorry Susannah that you had to learn this way. But listen, Mr. Mctavish called. He told us that their funeral will be held next week, and he asked us to attend," (I'm not sure if you can plan a funeral in that time period. Just guessing here.) Jesse said, trying to comfort me.

"OK. We should go there." I said mournfully.

"Let's go to your house now. You should rest," Jesse told me.

We went home immediately. No one was home, thank God. I sat down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. Jesse suddenly appeared in front of me. He had a sad smile on his face.

He started to talk to me, trying to comfort me. A few seconds later, I stopped paying attention to him. There was a weird glowing around him. My attention was wandering.

Why is Jesse glowing? He's not dead any more, is he? No. I already saved him. Then why is he glowing...

My attention was brought back when Jesse stopped talking. Why? Because someone else was talking. And it wasn't me.

Jesse had this puzzled look on his face. He stepped forward and turned around.

We were shocked when we saw Cee Cee and Adam behind him.

It was really hard to type this chapter. Finding Nemo was playing on the T.V. and it was kinda hard to concentrate. Oh well. I'm sorry it's kinda dragging. Now I'm going to plan on my new story which will hopefully be posted by next week. Review or no update! OK? Understand? Good. Bye! Justkeep swimming, just keep swimming, Na na na… hehehe…

Jen