Unleashed Emotions - Friday Morning

I slowly opened my eyes and realised that I was on my side, tucked in and secure.

The next thing I noticed was Jesse. He was fast asleep, half hanging off a chair which was positioned right next to my bed. His body was totally flopped forward with the top of his head facing towards me, on the mattress next to my pillow.

Um, ok just a little weird… I haven't ever woken to something like this before.

I layed there watching Jesse sleep, while listening to the rain, which was still pelting down outside.

So many thoughts were spinning through my head all at once.

I really liked Jesse, but I couldn't let him know how I truly felt about him. Last night was so beautiful, but us forming a relationship would just make things too complicated. He is such an amazing guy, so gorgeous, so caring and understanding… and very patient.

But it was wrong… with him being a ghost and all. It just wouldn't work out. Face it Suze, I told myself, the odds are against us.

Something looked different about him this morning; I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. I reached out for one of his hands and held it in my own.

The touch of my hand had made him slowly open his eyes, and I smiled at him. I let go of his hand and rolled onto my back. I stretched with my arms out and yawned. Jesse sat up in the chair and smiled down at me.

"Good morning Querida, how are you feeling today?" He asked.

I giggled. "I'm fine"

"What are you giggling at young lady?"

"Nothing. Well, something…"

Jesse looked down at me curiously, yet suspiciously.

"Don't look at me like that…" I whined, as I pulled the covers over my face.

I was about to ask him why I had found him so close to my bed this morning. But I thought hey, why complain? Anyway, he didn't even ask about why I was giggling, so I didn't feel like I had to ask my question.

"It's still early, Jesse," I mumbled through the quilt cover.

He then pulled the covers down off my face so quickly, that it actually scared me.

"I didn't catch a word of that," He chuckled, leaning forward in the chair.

I groaned and rolled over, facing my back towards him.

"I said that it's still early… need more sleep"

"Oh, well that's a shame…"

Hey? What's he talking about? Before I had time to even turn back around, he had already gotten up from the chair.

He stood in front of my dressing table, and turned to face me.

"Close your eyes for a minute"

"Huh?"

I raised my eyebrows, sat up and gave him a weird look.

"Just close your eyes"

He smiled, rolling his eyes. I sighed and done what he told me to do. What is with this guy? Something is definitely going on here…

All of a sudden, I felt something flat and rectangular gently being placed on my lap.

"Ok, you can open your eyes now"

I did, and looked down to see what was sitting on my lap. It was a tray, complete with what looked like breakfast… Well there was a piece of bread, with a slice of cheese on it, a few strawberries on the side, a small tub of vanilla yoghurt and a glass of orange juice.

I was completely speechless…

First of all, that's quite an interesting combination of food there… seeing as though I always have toast or cereal in the morning. And second of all… Um, Jesse brought me breakfast?

He sat back down on the chair beside me, smiling nervously.

"I hope it is alright… I know you burn your bread, but that machine you put it in, well, it is a little bit daunting…"

I was still completely speechless, as I stared down at the food before me.

"Susannah?"

Jesse said, looking at my stunned, frozen posture.

"…You don't like it? "

I snapped out of it as though someone had clicked their fingers, bringing me back to reality.

"You made this… for me?"

"No. It was actually supposed to be for Spike"

He said sarcastically, resting his hands behind his head.

I narrowed my eyes at him while smiling "Smart arse".

"I woke up rather early this morning," He said looking at the food, which sat on my lap.

"And I thought it would be nice for you to have breakfast in bed"

I bit gently down on my lower lip.

"So, you… just walked downstairs and helped yourself around the kitchen?"

He nodded.

"Oh I would have loved to see that!" I laughed.

"What if someone walked in and found a slice of cheese, floating… and somehow making it's way onto the bread"

Jesse shrugged his shoulders.

"It was early. No one in this house gets up that early"

I picked up a strawberry and ate it.

"Well, thank you… This was very much unexpected, but it's lovely, thanks"

"You are more than welcome, Susannah"

He smiled, pleased that I was actually eating the food he gave me.

School. Shudders. I was bored, and wished I was somewhere else… with Jesse…

But no, it was the last lesson before lunch, and I was stuck doing trigonometry with my boring maths teacher.

How was I supposed to concentrate on solving mathematical equations, while my mind was off, thinking about last night, and this morning's episode with Jesse. What is a girl to do?

As I starred down at my blank page, it had suddenly hit me. Who was I fooling? I really did love him! I should have told him everything about how I feel.

Like, the way his crisp hair falls so delicately over his forehead. The way his dark, sensual eyes connect with mine and make me melt. His lips… his beautiful, soft, delicate lips and the way his smile is just so perfect… And his incredible, masculine body… Oh, my God!

I could go on and on about his outside appearance, but even though he was a complete hunk; that wasn't all that's so fantastic about Jesse.

He's a complete gentleman, and trust me, it's hard to find a man with polite and 'honourable intentions' towards a girl. He's someone who'll worry about you, when you're late or take care of you when you're injured. Someone who'll understand and listen to you, even when you're crapping on about problems or girly issues… Not that I ever get too personal!

He's someone who can make shivers run though your entire body, with just a single word… Someone who will promise to stay by your side and look after you, forever… Someone like, Jesse!

"Holy Shit!"

I immediately stood up, scrapping my chair against the floor and started throwing my books and equipment into my backpack.

"Excuse me, Miss Simon!"

My maths teacher forcefully spoke, as the whole class turned in my direction.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mrs Thompson. But I really, really have to go"

The teacher stood in front of the door, as I ran to the front of the room.

"What is going on? Where must you desperately get to?"

She asked folding her thick arms across her large body.

"I, err, have an appointment to see Father Dominic…"

Mrs Thompson didn't look completely satisfied with my answer.

"… And this lesson had gone so fast, that I had lost track of the time…"

She rolled her eyes and groaned at me suspiciously. "If I find out, Miss Simon, that you have been lying to me, it will be detention and extra homework for two weeks!"

I gulped. "I understand…" I said slowly as she had stepped aside for me to pass.

This can not wait any longer. I thought as I ran at full speed down the corridor, with my shoes making a racket on the cement. I have to see Jesse, and I have to tell him my feelings now! He loves me, I know that… and it's not fair on him, if I don't speak my mind.

As I sped around the corner, like a charging bull, racing towards a red cloth … Nothing could stop me; nothing could keep me away from my Jesse…

Well, that's what I thought until… CRASH!

I full on collided into Mr Tate, my History teacher, sending pages and pages of essays flying into the air around us.

"Oops!"

Was all I could say as I stood there waiting to cop an ear full from this grumpy old teacher.

"What on earth do you think you are doing? Speeding around blind corners like a… Like a charging…"

"Bull?" I finished, offering my thoughts on the matter.

His face grew red from anger.

"You will accompany me to the Principal's Office at once, young lady! After you've picked all of these essays back up!"

He pointed his finger savagely, and gave me a stern, fierce look.

Oh, give me a break, I felt like saying as I started gathering the scattered papers. I'm just a sixteen year old girl, who's realised that she has to confess her everlasting love to the man of her dreams… gees, am I asking to much?

Father Dom was not a happy chappie, once Mr Tate had completed telling his rather dramatic rendition of the incident.

After Father Dom had asked me to apologise to a very flustered Mr Tate, he kindly asked him to leave. After he had closed the door behind him, Father Dom turned to face me.

"Susannah, what do you have to say for yourself?" And why were you out of class?"

I took a deep breath and sighed.

"I didn't mean to… I'm just going through an emotional time right now"

He looked at me, raising his eyebrows.

"An emotional time dealing with ghosts, or women issues?"

I can't believe Father Dom is accusing my love for Jesse as being PMS!

"The first one, Father D!"

"I told you that you can come and talk to me if you're having problems. You are not on your own here Susannah"

No, I most certainly was not on my own. I had Jesse! Then my mind focused back onto Jesse again, and how I had to leave right now.

"Look Father Dom, I really apologise. I promise I will discuss my issues with you in the future, I really will…"

"What do you want Susannah?"

He asked, rubbing his hands on his forehead, knowing that I was beginning to crap on into a meaningless conversation.

"Well, I have a double lesson of sport after lunch… And I really don't think I'm up for it…"

He sighed, but actually gave in to my request on going home. Oh, I'm good; I'm real good!

Anyway, by the time I had stepped out of the office, lunch had already been running for about 10 minutes.

I quickly made my way over towards where Adam was scoffing down his lunch and asked him for a ride home. He eagerly agreed without asking too many questions. Nice, I love how I can convince people into doing what I want… I have a very special power here!

br All of my emotions were stirring up inside my stomach as I bolted up the driveway towards the front door and opened it abruptly.

"Jesse!"

I yelled, knowing that nobody else was home.

He turned his head from where he was casually sitting on the lounge, watching television.

"Jesse?" I repeated, in a totally different tone.

He looked started from my entry and the fact that I was breathing heavily.

"Susannah, what's wrong?" He stood up, and immediately made his way over to me.

"Nothing, nothing… What are you doing?"

I asked, completely forgetting about what I wanted to tell him.

"Susannah, my Querida!"

He grabbed my shoulders and squeezed them tight. His smile was so wide I thought his skin would split or something.

"The most spectacular thing happened to me today!" He said full of enthusiasm.

With his hands on my shoulders, and his beaming eyes starring down at me, I couldn't contain myself any more. Just as he was about to say something else…

"Jesse I love you!" I blurted out.

His head jolted back quickly, and he raised his eyebrows, while keeping his huge grin.

"I'm never going to find another guy like you. I don't care about the whole 'nobody else can see you' issue, I just want to be with you… Because I love you Jesse, I really do, and that's all that matters… I love you!"

By the look on Jesse's face, I think that I might have said that way to fast.

"So I'm sorry I interrupted you, what were you going to say?"

I didn't know what else to say, it was another awkward moment.