Ch 23
A/N: Sorry for the slow update! I'll try to make it up but my teachers hate me! I thank you all for reading my story and this, I sorry to say, is the last chapter. Tell me if it's good! Please? Thank you all for reading this, I'm really sorry about the update. The endings odd but it's the best I can make it. Don't worry, there will be a sequel!!! Please read and review, if I get more than ten, I guarantee that the new story will be here in less than a month (Before June) Give me some ideas. What should the second one be about? Review!
Now, the last chapter of New Cousin. Please enjoy!!
"You really didn't need to hit me on my head you know."
I was tied up on a chair that was against the wall and I watched as Crissi slapped a shiny, steel, sharp cleaver against her thigh. She was sitting in front of me, guarding me. She didn't bother gagging me though...so I could talk all I wanted!
"Oh, I think I really did need to. Who knows, I might accidentally let this knife SLIP and I could ruin your pretty little face." She got up and her figure was 'really' intimidating. Not. I glanced up, perfectly calm and wondering what they were going to do to me. Use me as bait? Cut me up? Shoot me or make me go into a one piece and go out jet skiing, "pretending" that the waves are radical so that I can drown i.e. get killed i.e. get murdered? (Remember with Tad and Marcus and the freaky Mr. Beaumont Red?)
Nope, I wasn't going to let me. Not me. I hope.
"You know, Jesse really doesn't like you," if I keep blabbing, maybe she won't kill me just yet. She was hovering over me now and that butcher knife of hers was really starting to freak me out, "So what are you going to do about it? Yeah, kill me, but Jesse won't really like it..."
She aimed the knife and threw it at me. I winced as it just brushed my arm. I glanced at the knife, which was only three millimeters off.
"Missed," she said bluntly and walked over to pry it off the wall. She brushed the blade against my cheek and I felt a sharp tingling. Then I had a puddle in my lap. I grimaced slightly.
"That was UNCALLED for!" I said loudly and tipped my head to my shoulder to wipe my cheek. I stained the shirt we borrowed from Debbie but the shirt was the least of my worries. I was scared for Jesse.
What were they going to do to him?
"I should be torturing you with a whip right now but Paul told me not to kill you or hurt you. I won't do either; I'll just make you...weak shall we say. I have to bend the "no harming Suzie" rule,"
Crissi pulled some sort of a string out of her pocket and I laughed. It was a limp noodle. All of a sudden she brandished it and I heard a loud slapping noise. She hit the wall and it left a deep, almost scorch-like mark on the wall. It was black, deep, and ugly.
Oh shit...
I shut my eyes quickly as I felt something cut me. Hard.
"Ow! This! Hurts! Like! Hell!!!" I started to scream as she continued whipping my back. I heard my shirt tear where she hit me.
God, now I know how slaves felt. This was inhumane!
"Stop it Crissi, how could you do this-Ow!"
"I should have done this a long time ago..."
"AAAHHH!!!" I shrieked. I've never felt this pain before...was I, Susannah Simon, the one immune to any close to death experience, someone almost killed a thousand times, a mediator, finally going to meet my end?
I tried getting out but I couldn't. I continued screaming.
Darkness, pain, and anger enveloped me as she started hitting me harder and harder...all of a sudden...
"QUERIDA!!!"
Jesse? I opened my bleary eyes; saw the whip still hitting me, then to a tall figure. Jesse! He was here to save me!
"JESSSSSSEEEE!!! SAAAAVE MEE! STTTTOP HER!!!" I screamed. I felt adrenalin flowing, last bit of energy, and I heard Crissi cackle.
"Jesse isn't here but I'll end your misery now..." she took out a long, pointy knife, like the one Katrina used to stab me and was about to stab me when-
Two ghostly figures ran towards her. One grabbed the knife and the other tackled Crissi. Jesse came to me and I felt as if everything was okay and I was safe. I even felt better but I could feel wet, sticky marks on me.
"Jesse," I croaked, "How did you-"
"Querida, shut up," and he tried to carry me but I was still tied up. He untied the ropes and we were off.
"NOO!!! STOP!" I whirled around and everything was in slow motion and all sound was turned off.
The knife...
Crissi ran towards us and pushed Jesse aside. I fell to the ground and rolled onto my painful back. I saw shiny stuff above me, glinting in front of me. Someone had pressed SLOW since I saw every detail. Someone had pressed mute too and I couldn't hear anything.
She brought it down and I saw Jesse, face set and determined, dart towards me and he shielded me before anyone could do something in a flash.
The knife went down
She didn't know what she was doing
She tried to kill me
And instead of hitting me
And killing me
It hit Jesse
And he landed heavily on top of me.
It hit Jesse
It hit Jesse
Oh my God, how could she do that?
I felt his warm, wet blood flow onto me and the noise came back.
"NOOOOOOO!!!!! JESSE! DON'T DIE! DON'T YOU DARE DIE!! JESSE! DON'T LEAVE ME!!"
I scrambled up and rolled him over forgetting Crissi was there.
"I just killed my future boyfriend...this wasn't supposed to happen..." she was in shock and I heard her knife clatter onto the ground, echoing...
He was drenched in blood and I could see where he was stabbed; right on his chest, smack dab in the middle. He was dying. My beautiful, precious, half-fiancé Jesse was dying.
"Jesse..." I felt tears trickling down my face and sting it painfully but I didn't care. No, no, this wasn't happening! I couldn't loose Jesse again!
This was not happening
He was breathing heavily and opened his closed, beautiful eyes and smiled weakly, too weakly. He was dying! "Querida," he winced, "I'll see you...I, I love-" he had raised his hand towards my face, fingered my cheek and I grabbed his hand. He was wearing the ring.
"Jesse, you CAN'T die, I'll save you, hold on, I'll save you..." I said desperately. I put his palm against my cheek, not caring about the blood.
"Jesse..." I sobbed, "Don't you DARE die! Don't you DARE! Don't leave me!"
"I"-he breathed in, "can't. I'm trying not to but I am. I love you, don't do anything stupid and don't hurt yourself." His voice rattled as he said, "Querida, this is not the end, I'll see you soon. Te Amo quer-"
He didn't finish his sentence. His head went limp and his hand slipped from my grasp. His irregular breathing stopped.
No,
I couldn't believe it
My Jesse was dead.
"NOOooooo!! JESSE! DON'T YOU F****** LEAVE ME! JESSE! I love you."
I buried my face into his warm, chest, now not breathing, not moving, no heartbeat...I felt his pulse but there was nothing.
He was gone.
He was seriously gone.
No one to criticize how I mediate, no one there to wipe my tears, no wedding, no kids...
Tears dripped down my face onto Jesse's face. His face was calm, still warm, and slightly bloodied with tears on his face.
I grabbed both his hands, and felt something metallic in his left hand. I opened his still warm fingers and saw that in his palm was my engagement ring and wedding ring. Two different ones.
My body trembled and I pocketed all the rings.
I started crying all over again. I couldn't walk away from this gruesome sight because I couldn't walk.
This was my entire fault.
My Jesse was dead and we never married.
"YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!!"
In all my grief, I had forgotten about Crissi. The one who killed him.
I angrily turned to her, got up, tested my wobbly legs and tried to run towards her. I made it and grabbed her arm, shut my eyes and thought of the Shadowland.
I opened my eyes and we were there.
"Now it's time for me to finish my job."
Crissi ran towards me, aimed the knife, and I ducked. She turned around and tried to push me into either the light or the doors. I was stronger for some reason but she threw me off balance. I fell.
Crissi laughed and threw the knife near my head and continued laughing like this was some huge joke. I grabbed the knife as it came slashing down and held it defensively.
"You can't kill me..."
Before she knew it, I had run into her. She was put off-balance, so I chose this opportune moment to push her...
Towards one of the doors
It was in slow motion again. I watch as she vainly tried to grab onto something to save her but it was too late. She was two feet away...
Suddenly a ghostly form appeared from one of the doors.
"Querida. I told you I'd see you again..." I opened my eyes and saw Jesse, as a cowboy again, go through the door towards me. He smiled.
Jesse started walking towards me, past the door I had pushed Crissi towards.
I was in shock but then I realized something.
"JESSE! MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!!!"
It was too late. Jesse looked around and stepped to the side but Crissi held onto his shirt
And pulled him with her.
"NOO! NOT AGAIN, Don't leave me Jesse, get out of there!" but I knew it was too late.
There was a blinding flash of pale light and I blinked. Crissi was gone.
And she had taken Jesse.
"Jesse!" I screamed, "Come out!" but I knew he wouldn't.
Maybe if I pull him back...open one of those doors...
I reached for a doorknob but felt four strong hands pull me back. I landed on my arse.
"NO! Remember how Jesse said don't kill yourself? Don't do anything stupid! And going through the doors won't help!" Was that Katrina? Or was I hearing voices inside my head?
"NO! I NEED TO SAVE JESSE!"
"It's too late Susannah, I agree with Katrina, Jesse asked you before he die-" a voice said; I think it was Sean...
"DON'T YOU FU***** SAY THAT WORD! JESSE!!!!!"
"Katrina, she's hysterical," It had to be Sean talking
"I agree," Katrina, don't you understand...
"OF COURSE I'M HYSTERICAL! The man of my dreams is DEAD! FREAKING DEAD!!! AND HE CAME BACK AND NOW HE'S DEAD, AGAIN!!!!"
"Goodbye Susannah Simon, it has been a pleasure meeting you but we'll be going to heaven after you're better. Let's go home."
*blackout*
It's been two months after that and I haven't seen Jesse, Paul, Crissi, or Katrina, or Sean. Sean and Katrina had left a month ago when I told them it was safe to go. I led them to Shadowland and they left, holding hands and smiling at me. They had waved goodbye and disappeared in the same light. I sighed and had left. Jesse still had the house booked...
After the interrogations from my parents, everything was almost back to normal....
I was reading a book (I've been doing that lately ever since Jesse died) called Hamlet that was boring, much like what Jesse use to read. I heard a car honk its horn and I peered out the window to see who was moving into the new mansion across the street. A U-Haul truck was pulling up in the driveway of the new mansion that had been built recently. Our family had heard that it was a Latino/Spanish family that was moving in and we had made food to welcome them. I mean, it isn't as if a new person moves in everyday. I wondered if the people were hot...
STOP IT, you are DEVOTED to JESSE and ONLY Jesse.
Crissi was dead
Paul disappeared
Katrina and Sean passed on
And I was alone
Utterly alone
I climbed out of bed, felt the wounds on my back, now a mere memory in the form of a scar, and ran down the stairs. Everyone was outside waiting to say Hi.
I was outside staring at the sky when I felt a tap on my shoulder and a masculine, seductive voice whisper, "Hello querida, did you miss me? I had told you that I'd be back."
I whirled around and was face to face with an alive
Jesse.
A/N: YAY, it's finished. Well? Did you like the ending? Was it that bad? Please tell me!!!! *Victory dance* it's finished!
A/N: Sorry for the slow update! I'll try to make it up but my teachers hate me! I thank you all for reading my story and this, I sorry to say, is the last chapter. Tell me if it's good! Please? Thank you all for reading this, I'm really sorry about the update. The endings odd but it's the best I can make it. Don't worry, there will be a sequel!!! Please read and review, if I get more than ten, I guarantee that the new story will be here in less than a month (Before June) Give me some ideas. What should the second one be about? Review!
Now, the last chapter of New Cousin. Please enjoy!!
"You really didn't need to hit me on my head you know."
I was tied up on a chair that was against the wall and I watched as Crissi slapped a shiny, steel, sharp cleaver against her thigh. She was sitting in front of me, guarding me. She didn't bother gagging me though...so I could talk all I wanted!
"Oh, I think I really did need to. Who knows, I might accidentally let this knife SLIP and I could ruin your pretty little face." She got up and her figure was 'really' intimidating. Not. I glanced up, perfectly calm and wondering what they were going to do to me. Use me as bait? Cut me up? Shoot me or make me go into a one piece and go out jet skiing, "pretending" that the waves are radical so that I can drown i.e. get killed i.e. get murdered? (Remember with Tad and Marcus and the freaky Mr. Beaumont Red?)
Nope, I wasn't going to let me. Not me. I hope.
"You know, Jesse really doesn't like you," if I keep blabbing, maybe she won't kill me just yet. She was hovering over me now and that butcher knife of hers was really starting to freak me out, "So what are you going to do about it? Yeah, kill me, but Jesse won't really like it..."
She aimed the knife and threw it at me. I winced as it just brushed my arm. I glanced at the knife, which was only three millimeters off.
"Missed," she said bluntly and walked over to pry it off the wall. She brushed the blade against my cheek and I felt a sharp tingling. Then I had a puddle in my lap. I grimaced slightly.
"That was UNCALLED for!" I said loudly and tipped my head to my shoulder to wipe my cheek. I stained the shirt we borrowed from Debbie but the shirt was the least of my worries. I was scared for Jesse.
What were they going to do to him?
"I should be torturing you with a whip right now but Paul told me not to kill you or hurt you. I won't do either; I'll just make you...weak shall we say. I have to bend the "no harming Suzie" rule,"
Crissi pulled some sort of a string out of her pocket and I laughed. It was a limp noodle. All of a sudden she brandished it and I heard a loud slapping noise. She hit the wall and it left a deep, almost scorch-like mark on the wall. It was black, deep, and ugly.
Oh shit...
I shut my eyes quickly as I felt something cut me. Hard.
"Ow! This! Hurts! Like! Hell!!!" I started to scream as she continued whipping my back. I heard my shirt tear where she hit me.
God, now I know how slaves felt. This was inhumane!
"Stop it Crissi, how could you do this-Ow!"
"I should have done this a long time ago..."
"AAAHHH!!!" I shrieked. I've never felt this pain before...was I, Susannah Simon, the one immune to any close to death experience, someone almost killed a thousand times, a mediator, finally going to meet my end?
I tried getting out but I couldn't. I continued screaming.
Darkness, pain, and anger enveloped me as she started hitting me harder and harder...all of a sudden...
"QUERIDA!!!"
Jesse? I opened my bleary eyes; saw the whip still hitting me, then to a tall figure. Jesse! He was here to save me!
"JESSSSSSEEEE!!! SAAAAVE MEE! STTTTOP HER!!!" I screamed. I felt adrenalin flowing, last bit of energy, and I heard Crissi cackle.
"Jesse isn't here but I'll end your misery now..." she took out a long, pointy knife, like the one Katrina used to stab me and was about to stab me when-
Two ghostly figures ran towards her. One grabbed the knife and the other tackled Crissi. Jesse came to me and I felt as if everything was okay and I was safe. I even felt better but I could feel wet, sticky marks on me.
"Jesse," I croaked, "How did you-"
"Querida, shut up," and he tried to carry me but I was still tied up. He untied the ropes and we were off.
"NOO!!! STOP!" I whirled around and everything was in slow motion and all sound was turned off.
The knife...
Crissi ran towards us and pushed Jesse aside. I fell to the ground and rolled onto my painful back. I saw shiny stuff above me, glinting in front of me. Someone had pressed SLOW since I saw every detail. Someone had pressed mute too and I couldn't hear anything.
She brought it down and I saw Jesse, face set and determined, dart towards me and he shielded me before anyone could do something in a flash.
The knife went down
She didn't know what she was doing
She tried to kill me
And instead of hitting me
And killing me
It hit Jesse
And he landed heavily on top of me.
It hit Jesse
It hit Jesse
Oh my God, how could she do that?
I felt his warm, wet blood flow onto me and the noise came back.
"NOOOOOOO!!!!! JESSE! DON'T DIE! DON'T YOU DARE DIE!! JESSE! DON'T LEAVE ME!!"
I scrambled up and rolled him over forgetting Crissi was there.
"I just killed my future boyfriend...this wasn't supposed to happen..." she was in shock and I heard her knife clatter onto the ground, echoing...
He was drenched in blood and I could see where he was stabbed; right on his chest, smack dab in the middle. He was dying. My beautiful, precious, half-fiancé Jesse was dying.
"Jesse..." I felt tears trickling down my face and sting it painfully but I didn't care. No, no, this wasn't happening! I couldn't loose Jesse again!
This was not happening
He was breathing heavily and opened his closed, beautiful eyes and smiled weakly, too weakly. He was dying! "Querida," he winced, "I'll see you...I, I love-" he had raised his hand towards my face, fingered my cheek and I grabbed his hand. He was wearing the ring.
"Jesse, you CAN'T die, I'll save you, hold on, I'll save you..." I said desperately. I put his palm against my cheek, not caring about the blood.
"Jesse..." I sobbed, "Don't you DARE die! Don't you DARE! Don't leave me!"
"I"-he breathed in, "can't. I'm trying not to but I am. I love you, don't do anything stupid and don't hurt yourself." His voice rattled as he said, "Querida, this is not the end, I'll see you soon. Te Amo quer-"
He didn't finish his sentence. His head went limp and his hand slipped from my grasp. His irregular breathing stopped.
No,
I couldn't believe it
My Jesse was dead.
"NOOooooo!! JESSE! DON'T YOU F****** LEAVE ME! JESSE! I love you."
I buried my face into his warm, chest, now not breathing, not moving, no heartbeat...I felt his pulse but there was nothing.
He was gone.
He was seriously gone.
No one to criticize how I mediate, no one there to wipe my tears, no wedding, no kids...
Tears dripped down my face onto Jesse's face. His face was calm, still warm, and slightly bloodied with tears on his face.
I grabbed both his hands, and felt something metallic in his left hand. I opened his still warm fingers and saw that in his palm was my engagement ring and wedding ring. Two different ones.
My body trembled and I pocketed all the rings.
I started crying all over again. I couldn't walk away from this gruesome sight because I couldn't walk.
This was my entire fault.
My Jesse was dead and we never married.
"YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!!"
In all my grief, I had forgotten about Crissi. The one who killed him.
I angrily turned to her, got up, tested my wobbly legs and tried to run towards her. I made it and grabbed her arm, shut my eyes and thought of the Shadowland.
I opened my eyes and we were there.
"Now it's time for me to finish my job."
Crissi ran towards me, aimed the knife, and I ducked. She turned around and tried to push me into either the light or the doors. I was stronger for some reason but she threw me off balance. I fell.
Crissi laughed and threw the knife near my head and continued laughing like this was some huge joke. I grabbed the knife as it came slashing down and held it defensively.
"You can't kill me..."
Before she knew it, I had run into her. She was put off-balance, so I chose this opportune moment to push her...
Towards one of the doors
It was in slow motion again. I watch as she vainly tried to grab onto something to save her but it was too late. She was two feet away...
Suddenly a ghostly form appeared from one of the doors.
"Querida. I told you I'd see you again..." I opened my eyes and saw Jesse, as a cowboy again, go through the door towards me. He smiled.
Jesse started walking towards me, past the door I had pushed Crissi towards.
I was in shock but then I realized something.
"JESSE! MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!!!"
It was too late. Jesse looked around and stepped to the side but Crissi held onto his shirt
And pulled him with her.
"NOO! NOT AGAIN, Don't leave me Jesse, get out of there!" but I knew it was too late.
There was a blinding flash of pale light and I blinked. Crissi was gone.
And she had taken Jesse.
"Jesse!" I screamed, "Come out!" but I knew he wouldn't.
Maybe if I pull him back...open one of those doors...
I reached for a doorknob but felt four strong hands pull me back. I landed on my arse.
"NO! Remember how Jesse said don't kill yourself? Don't do anything stupid! And going through the doors won't help!" Was that Katrina? Or was I hearing voices inside my head?
"NO! I NEED TO SAVE JESSE!"
"It's too late Susannah, I agree with Katrina, Jesse asked you before he die-" a voice said; I think it was Sean...
"DON'T YOU FU***** SAY THAT WORD! JESSE!!!!!"
"Katrina, she's hysterical," It had to be Sean talking
"I agree," Katrina, don't you understand...
"OF COURSE I'M HYSTERICAL! The man of my dreams is DEAD! FREAKING DEAD!!! AND HE CAME BACK AND NOW HE'S DEAD, AGAIN!!!!"
"Goodbye Susannah Simon, it has been a pleasure meeting you but we'll be going to heaven after you're better. Let's go home."
*blackout*
It's been two months after that and I haven't seen Jesse, Paul, Crissi, or Katrina, or Sean. Sean and Katrina had left a month ago when I told them it was safe to go. I led them to Shadowland and they left, holding hands and smiling at me. They had waved goodbye and disappeared in the same light. I sighed and had left. Jesse still had the house booked...
After the interrogations from my parents, everything was almost back to normal....
I was reading a book (I've been doing that lately ever since Jesse died) called Hamlet that was boring, much like what Jesse use to read. I heard a car honk its horn and I peered out the window to see who was moving into the new mansion across the street. A U-Haul truck was pulling up in the driveway of the new mansion that had been built recently. Our family had heard that it was a Latino/Spanish family that was moving in and we had made food to welcome them. I mean, it isn't as if a new person moves in everyday. I wondered if the people were hot...
STOP IT, you are DEVOTED to JESSE and ONLY Jesse.
Crissi was dead
Paul disappeared
Katrina and Sean passed on
And I was alone
Utterly alone
I climbed out of bed, felt the wounds on my back, now a mere memory in the form of a scar, and ran down the stairs. Everyone was outside waiting to say Hi.
I was outside staring at the sky when I felt a tap on my shoulder and a masculine, seductive voice whisper, "Hello querida, did you miss me? I had told you that I'd be back."
I whirled around and was face to face with an alive
Jesse.
A/N: YAY, it's finished. Well? Did you like the ending? Was it that bad? Please tell me!!!! *Victory dance* it's finished!