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Where was he?
He had been gone for hours and Courtney hadn't heard anything. Sonny was asleep peacefully across the hall with Carly. It was as if she was the only person awake in Port Charles. Shouldn't Sonny or Max, or somebody be out looking for Jason? Anything could have happened to him.
Anything. He could be out on some dangerous job for Sonny, or he could be with Elizabeth. The thought of that made her stomach tighten and she dug into the desk drawer for her bottle of hydrocodone, her coping mechanism for several weeks now. She swallowed one with a tiny sip of water and began pacing around the room in a circle.
If she went to look for him, he would get angry. She hated when he got angry at her, when he gave her disapproving eyes like she was a little puppy who had done something wrong and needed to be taught early how to correct it's behavior. Jason had conditioned her, so had Carly, and she knew it was better to keep her mouth shut and stay home. If she had done that before, she would still have her baby. She would be asleep right now with her precious little girl inside her tummy, curled up beside Jason. Tears sprung into her eyes and she quickly wiped them away. If he saw her crying, he would want an explanation and she was tired of explaining her feelings to him.
The clock continued to tick by, and the sound grew louder and more annoying as each minute passed. Finally, she reached for it on the wall and quickly pulled the batteries out, silencing it.
3 A.M.
It was 3 A.M. and he wasn't home. He was with Elizabeth. She could feel it in her gut. Elizabeth just couldn't keep her hands off him. Her whole body began to shake with fear, and anger, and loneliness and she chased another pill down this time with scotch.
"Courtney?" Jason finally came through the door, sliding his leather jacket onto the back of his desk chair.
She spun around with surprise and sat her glass down on the table.
"What are you doing up?" he walked toward her.
"I couldn't sleep," she shook her head "I'm just going to stay up for a while."
"I'll stay with you."
"No," she shot back quickly as she reached for the remote "That's ok. I'd rather be alone."
Jason's face twisted with confusion as he watched her slowly flip through the television channels.
"I'll be fine," she turned to him when she realized he wasn't going anywhere.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Letting out a heavy sigh, Jason began to climb the stairs and left her in the dark. She liked the dark. It had become her new favorite place.
Where was he?
He had been gone for hours and Courtney hadn't heard anything. Sonny was asleep peacefully across the hall with Carly. It was as if she was the only person awake in Port Charles. Shouldn't Sonny or Max, or somebody be out looking for Jason? Anything could have happened to him.
Anything. He could be out on some dangerous job for Sonny, or he could be with Elizabeth. The thought of that made her stomach tighten and she dug into the desk drawer for her bottle of hydrocodone, her coping mechanism for several weeks now. She swallowed one with a tiny sip of water and began pacing around the room in a circle.
If she went to look for him, he would get angry. She hated when he got angry at her, when he gave her disapproving eyes like she was a little puppy who had done something wrong and needed to be taught early how to correct it's behavior. Jason had conditioned her, so had Carly, and she knew it was better to keep her mouth shut and stay home. If she had done that before, she would still have her baby. She would be asleep right now with her precious little girl inside her tummy, curled up beside Jason. Tears sprung into her eyes and she quickly wiped them away. If he saw her crying, he would want an explanation and she was tired of explaining her feelings to him.
The clock continued to tick by, and the sound grew louder and more annoying as each minute passed. Finally, she reached for it on the wall and quickly pulled the batteries out, silencing it.
3 A.M.
It was 3 A.M. and he wasn't home. He was with Elizabeth. She could feel it in her gut. Elizabeth just couldn't keep her hands off him. Her whole body began to shake with fear, and anger, and loneliness and she chased another pill down this time with scotch.
"Courtney?" Jason finally came through the door, sliding his leather jacket onto the back of his desk chair.
She spun around with surprise and sat her glass down on the table.
"What are you doing up?" he walked toward her.
"I couldn't sleep," she shook her head "I'm just going to stay up for a while."
"I'll stay with you."
"No," she shot back quickly as she reached for the remote "That's ok. I'd rather be alone."
Jason's face twisted with confusion as he watched her slowly flip through the television channels.
"I'll be fine," she turned to him when she realized he wasn't going anywhere.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Letting out a heavy sigh, Jason began to climb the stairs and left her in the dark. She liked the dark. It had become her new favorite place.