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I decided to do a follow up to "Don't You Cry For Me" by rewriting it in Jesse's POV. Hope you like it! Once again, it takes place between Haunted and Twilight.
Thanks to all of you who reviewed for DYCFM!
It's strange, you know. To love someone so much, with all your heart, even though it stopped beating over a century ago.
But it's happened. I tried to ignore it. Fight it. But it's no use.
I love Susannah.
I shouldn't, but I do. I realize now that I loved her even the first time we met. Each time I have kissed her has made it even worse. I know I shouldn't love her. I shouldn't hold her back. But I just can't help it.
Tonight, Susannah's at a relative's wedding. But I'm waiting for her to come back. I seem to do that alot these days. It's kind of pathetic, but what else can I do but look through her photo albums when she's gone? Ever since I met her, I've wanted to know everything about her. Even though I've studied these photos so much already, I can't help but continue to look.
Suddenly, I felt my heart string tug a little. I heard her voice calling my name. She might not even realize that she's calling me.
In a blink of an eye, I was there. Standing outside of Room C at some fancy hotel. I saw Susannah walk out.
She was absolutly radiant. Not that she isn't always. But tonight she was exceptionally beautiful in a black dress that looked stunning. Her hair was in perfect waves.
Susannah looked up at me and I could finally see her emerald green eyes. I smiled slightly.
"Hey, Jesse." She said, glancing around. "What are you doing here?"
"I heard you calling." I answered surprisingly smoothly, considering how nervous I felt just being near her. I immediatly thought of that kiss in the graveyard, and how desperatly I wanted another.
"I never called you. I was thinking of you though." We had started walking slowly side by side. I wasn't sure where too exactly. I didn't care though.
"All good things I hope."
"Yeah." Her voice sounded distant. Like there was something she wasn't telling me.
Seeing a nearby hall, I turned, trying to find a more private place. Susannah followed me as we entered Room E, which was vacant.
I turned on the light and walked over to the table, leaning against it. "God forbid someone saw you talking to yourself."
I smiled as she smiled, walking over to me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and it felt like my heart had stopped. Again. Only this time I didn't mind.
"Or kissing air?" She said before kissing me softly.
Whenever she kisses me, I feel like I am actually in heaven. After over a century of waiting. To know that someone else feels the same way about you as you feel about them is indescribable.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Needing to be as close as I could. I couldn't control myself. My hands went up to her silky hair as if by they're own will.
Pulling myself away, I let out a breathe that I didn't need. We simply stood there in eachother's embrace.
"You look beautiful." I told her truthfully.
"And you look dashing as always." She told me in a fake british accent that made me smile.
She rested her head on my chest. We didn't dare speak. But suddenly I felt a bit of wetness. A tear.
"Susannah? What's wrong?" I asked, pulling a chair out for her to sit in.
It broke my heart to see such sadness on her face. I wiped a tear away from my thumb as she said. "It's nothing."
"It's not nothing. Tell me."
So she did. "Well, it's just that I don't want what we have to end. I'm the happiest I've ever been right now, with you, and I'm afraid to lose you."
I swallowed back threatening tears. "Querida... I told you I'm not going anywhere."
"Even when I'm old and wrinkly?"
I couldn't help but laugh. Leaning forward, I planted soft kisses on her delicate face, foolishly thinking I could kiss away the tears.
"I love you so much, Querida. Nothing will ever change that. Even you being old and wrinkly." I told her with a small smirk.
But then I realized what I said. I just told her I love her. I never actually said it to her face. While she was awake, anyway.
But my panic ended when she smiled and said. "I love you too." She started crying again.
I don't know why I did this. I never sang infront of people. By myself, anyway. But I pulled her up, held her close, and started to sway and sing.
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see
It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze to death
Susannah, don't you cry
Oh, Susannah,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Susannah
A-coming down the hill
The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was
In her eye
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Susannah, don't you cry
Oh, Querida,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
Suddenly, a tear came. Not from Susannah, but from me. It was soon followed by another. I couldn't understand why I was crying. I just didn't want to lose her. I wanted to just stay in that embrace forever, but I knew I couldn't.
Susannah pulled away and looked at me with such concern. She wiped away a tear and I smiled.
"You should get back to the reception. Before they send out a search party." I laughed a little.
"I don't want to." She whined.
"You have to." I told her before leaning down, to kiss her. It was a simple chaste kiss. "Love you."
"Love you too." She squeezed my hand before turning around and leaving. I quickly went back to her bedroom.
"Love you too." Those three words played over and over in my mind.
Well, that's all. Hope you liked it, and even if you didn't, please review!