It's Only Time
Ok here is another fic of mine...Spinelli centric duh...will be Spixie later on just trust me on this one...don't own GH cause if I did Spinelli so wouldn't of stayed in the closet...also note this is 100 precent AU I dare to be different
He entered the small apartment with what little he owned. Looking around at his most recent address.
He felt the system just didn't like him and why should it. Most people this day in age wanted to adopt babies and not thirteen year old boys. Tossing his duffel bag onto a small olive green couch with holes with stuffing oozing out he looked at his latest care taker Mike Corbin.
On the ride from the Home From Wayward Boys to this small Atlantic City apartment Mike was telling him all about how he had screwed up in his life, raising his son Michael and that by taking him in he was hoping to get a second chance.
Running a hand through his scraggily mop of brown hair Damian Spinelli smiled at the older man.
"So where should...you know put my things."
Mike scratched the side of his face. How was he to tell the poor boy that his place was basically no better then the boy's home and that at least there he had other boys to keep him company?
"Well you see Damian, here is the thing."
"You only have one bedroom, I understand."
Eying the door he wondered why this man was so nice and even bothered to take him from that hell hole.
"No I have a room for you it's just well..."
Mike pointed to a room on the other side of the living room.
"See for yourself."
Damian headed toward the room and noticed that the walls were a pasty yellow color and the paint was all chipped. In the corner of the room were a small wooden desk and a bed that was made up all nicely.
"We can do to the hardware store tomorrow to get some paint if you want."
Damian just laughed. The room was better then anything he'd seen before, chipped paint on the walls or not.
Giving Mike a hug good night and whispering a thank you he carried his small duffel bag into the other room, HIS room, he slowly began to pull off the warn brown t-shirt he had on and looked at the purple bruise on his side. Thinking that at least for now he was safe from the abuse he got from that madhouse.
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He couldn't believe how time had been flying as he looked over at Cerulean colored walls. He couldn't believe that he had been living with Mike Corbin for almost two whole years. He finally felt that he belonged. So he still was scared to make friends at school for fear that he would be uprooted back to the boys home at any time he did find a place of belonging.
Picking up the beanie that was lying on the floor he placed it on his desk as he flipped on the ancient computer that Mike had gotten him for his fourteenth birthday before opening the window and letting the warm spring breeze blow through his window before he headed into the bathroom to fix himself. It was the last day of school and he was surprisingly glad. He could then retreat back to the confines of the apartment and throw himself back into his alter ego, the Jackal.
When he was the Jackal he felt like anything could happen, that he was more then just some orphan that was fortunate enough to of finally found a home to call his own, that he was someone special.
A few moments later he picked up his backpack and threw the beanie over his wet hair grabbed his walkman to head out to catch his bus. On the way out he found a note from Mike saying that later that evening they needed to have a heart to heart.
Sighing Damian knew that this was too good to be true; Mike was going to dump him like everyone else had in the past only this time...this time he would take action. He was almost fifteen and he would take legal action, he'd emancipate himself if it would mean staying far from the home that had abused him in the not so distant past. Thankfully the bruises were gone and he was looking and feeling allot healthier.
A few hours had past as he was back in his serene Cerulean room glad that for the next few months he could toss Damian aside and be the Jackal.
Soon there was a knock on his door that made him jump.
"Damian can I talk to you in the living room for a second."
"I'll be right there."
He logged off of whatever site he was on as he made his way into the living room sitting on the new couch that they picked up at a consignment shop just weeks after his arrival. It was a dusty rose color but at least it wasn't all ripped at the seams.
"Let me guess, your getting tired with me and you want me gone, I understand."
Mike rested a hand on his shoulder.
"Now why would I ever get tired of you Damian?"
"T-then why did you want to talk to me?"
"Well school ended for the year today did it not."
"It did, and don't you worry my grades are impeccable as always."
Mike smiled. Despite all the hardships this young man had growing up he was a smart young man.
"I wouldn't expect anything less from you. Anyway no the reason we needed this chat isn't due to me abandoning you, actually it's a bit bigger."
"Bigger."
"You know how I've told you about your brother."
The young man nodded.
"Michael Corinthos Jr, coffee importer, although I highly doubt that this is all he does."
Mike rolled his eyes knowing of the business connections his son had and hoped his ward hadn't been hacking where he shouldn't be and was learning this first hand.
"Well I've thought about it and well...I think that it's time you meet him considering."
"Considering..."
"Considering it's about high time we make it all official you know."
"No I surprisingly have no clue what your words are implying."
"I'm adopting you Damian."
His emerald eyes lit up.
"Y-you are."
Mike nodded as the young man threw his arms around him.
"Anyway back to Sonny."
"Your other child."
Mike nodded.
"Well like I said it's about high time you met."
"So Summer road trip."
"Not exactly."
"Not exactly what...is he coming to visit..."
"We're moving Damian."
"Moving."
"Yes, to this small town called Port Charles, it will be fun you know a new start for us."
"I've had enough new starts to last a lifetime."
"Then what's one more going to do to you."
Damian listened as Mike was going on and on about the apartment he rented and the job he was going to have at this diner and that he would make friends.
As he was selectively listening he thought that this new place was the perfect opportunity to reinvent himself and he knew just how to do it.
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TBC
Ok so this is AU I don't know if I will make Sonny a mobster but I hinted that it could go either way...Courtney never existed in the verse and the only characters I am sure of having Damian encounter are Dillon, Georgie, and Maxie...other characters that could possibly be thrown into the cannon but I am unsure of are Lulu, Logan, Serena, Brook, Lucas, Sage, Diego, and Johnny...also the only shipping's I have planed is some slight GQ moments and Spixie in later chapters...ideas and opinions are loved as this is a test drive fic...