Chapter 6- Demons and Dresses
Can't stop the spirits when they need you
This life is more than just a read through
Red Hot Chili Peppers- Can't Stop
Suze's POV
Even though I've been to Saks Fifth Avenue before, it still doesn't mean I wasn't awestruck when I entered the building. I was utterly speechless, wondering how there could be so many things waiting to be purchased. But, again, this was New York. Anything was possible here. I looked around, suddenly excited about my new wardrobe possibilities. But where to look first?
As if she read my mind, Gina said, "Bags?" Since I was speechless still, I just nodded. As we made our way toward the elevator, I double-checked the amount of money in my wallet. My mom had given my five hundred dollars to spend (even though I told her it was too much) and I had eight hundred dollars left over from my Pebble Beach baby-sitting money. Rich people tipped generously, which I was happy for. Anyway, I felt that I was going to have a pretty good time today.
As the elevator doors opened, revealing the floor, Gina and I were awestruck again, as our feminine shopping sides allowed. There were so many purses and so little time! We got off the elevator, running in our own separate directions, determined to buy our own happiness.
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About an hour and a half later, Gina and I met up again, each of us finding a brand new purse, shoes, jeans, tops, and etc. I was so happy with my finds, especially my new Elizabeth and James top that Kelly and Debbie would die for…but I wouldn't want that, now would I? They would never leave me alone then. As ghosts, I mean. As Gina and I stepped into the elevator, I suddenly had a gut feeling to run. And when you're a mediator and you have gut feelings, you tend to trust them. I quickly stepped back from the elevator and turned to make my way back near the cosmetics, where the overwhelming smell of perfume lurked. As I did so, my body collided with another's. It was obviously a guy, and quite a tall one at that since I only came up to his chin. He was probably rich, too, since he wore a sweater that felt like cashmere.
"Sorry," I began to mutter before I looked up to see who I hit. When I did, I swear I almost started to choke on my own breath. It was Paul, looking smug and handsome in that cashmere sweater of his. And here's the big shocker: behind him was Alex. Oh, was Jesse going to be happy.
"What are you doing here?" I asked while glaring at Paul with all the hate I could muster. I moved closer to Gina's assumed position so I could grab her hand and run out of there when the opportunity presented itself. He just smirked as he stepped closer to me, un-phasedby my hostility towards him. Gina, since seeing Alex, was too preoccupied with talking to him to notice what enmity was brewing inside me towards Paul. Last year, at the Winter Formal, we said our peaces. Yeah, and that may have held up for a few months, but once he dumped Kelly's sorry butt, he was right back on me again…much to Jesse's dismay.
"Why, Suze! I was just taking a little vacation in the Big Apple. You know, city lights and all that," Paul said sarcastically. I quickly scanned the current situation, with dread rising in my stomach as I realized there was no escape.
I scoffed at his statement as I looked over at Gina, trying to maintain my calm. The greetings were over between her and Alex, so she was now looking quizzically at me. While Alex was…well, just looking at me, with a somehow familiar glint in his eye. It was slightly disturbing. I did have to admit that he was looking pretty good in his navy blue t-shirt and jeans. Maybe a little too good….I looked up at the elevator, wondering how long it would take for it to open. That would be my only shot.
"Hey, Suze," Alex says as he edged closer to me. But right as he was about to touch me, the elevator let out a small ding indicating that the doors were opening. I ran like a bat out of hell, with Gina trailing behind me, asking me what happened. But I couldn't stop running now, or I would be dead. I didn't even know if I was speaking figuratively or literally.
I pressed the "Door Close" button as fast as I could and looked up to see if Alex and Paul were pursuing. The scary part was, they weren't there anymore.
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"What was that about?" Gina asks me as we run out of the front doors and onto the street. I decide to ignore her and run to the curb, trying to hail a cab. Finally, one pulled up as I pushed Gina in. I told the driver Gina's address as I looked out my window, checking the area because that gut feeling told me to. Instead, I was greeted with an unnerving sight: Paul was standing on the curb, just staring at me, with an evil smile on his lips as Alex stood beside him. What the hell had Lindsay gotten me into?
I hastily paid the driver as he stopped outside of Gina's house. I ran in, still feeling scared and nervous. How did Paul even find me, anyway? As I stepped inside, I see Jesse sitting at the counter, reading one of his new books on medicine and theories. Upon hearing the door slam, he exited the kitchen to come to greet us, but stopped short when he saw my expression. "What's wrong, Susannah?" he asked me as he put his head in my hair. I shook my head as I relished being held in his strong embrace, feeling as though no one could ever hurt me, hurt us. I really hope that it would stay that way.
"Paul and Alex…" I rasped out as Jesse's hold on me tightened. Somehow, I thought that explaining it to him might not be the best thing in the world to do. With a sigh, I started my explanation while Gina listened, attempting to discover my earlier fright today. Oh why, why, couldn't a mediator's life just be simple for once?
A/N: Yeah…I know…please don't hate me. It's been, what, four months? Yes, you are entitled to hate me with every fiber of your being. But I wrote this for you guys because I felt guilty! And no, I didn't die, I have actually taken an interest in an anime named "InuYasha" and have become quite absorbed in that. So…I apologize. Working on next chapter, love you lots, I apologize profusely, yadda, yadda, yadda. Peace!
-Daisy