This is just a one shot on the news I heard today. I don't own anything!
He could only stand there as Jason pointed the gun. She wouldn't let him die to save her, she just wouldn't. She had promised they would never know he was part of it. He remembered all she had ever said to him, all the memories they had together. He had been horrible to her lately, calling her a bitch, throwing her out of the hospital room. Now she was going to die, for something he started. Sonny stood there watching, too. He looked almost pained to have Jason do this.
His thoughts immediately stopped when he heard the gun go off. She didn't try to run or hide or defend herself. She just stood there. She made a thud as she hit the ground. "Claudia!" He yelled running to her, pulling her body close, in his arms. Blood drained from her chest, she was barely breathing. "I'm gonna get revenge for you, I promise." He whispered so Sonny and Jason couldn't hear him. "No…….don't ……..do………. that…….. take……………care………….of………..yourself………… I…………….love ………..Johnny………..but …………I'm………gonna……be…with……my….baby." She let out one last breath, before she stopped all together.
He looked at the two men. Sonny had a few tears in his eyes. "I want out!" He yelled. "John calm down." Jason told him. Johnny thought he was his friend, but what Jason had just did proved otherwise. "I just watched you murder my sister. Sonny do you see her?! The woman who was going to have your child, the woman who made one mistake. How many have you two made?! How many times have you done this?!" He asked. He just wanted to know why.
He went over to her body and picked it up. She was so light, it was like lifting a feather. Her soul was gone. That weighted soul that held the fear and the pain and the anguish wasn't there anymore. "Johnny we have to dump it or else the cops will be on us." Jason called out. "I will NOT dump my sister's body. Closed casket, just for me. Don't worry I won't even testify." He said not even turning around. He walked down the alley, leaving the two murderers alone.
~~~~~Two days later~~~~~
He walked into the tiny, private church. His sister should've had mourners, but it was just him. The rest were throwing a party, celebrating her death. "You can start Father." Johnny told him. He listened as the man threw out meaningless words to him. Nothing could've described her. Her smile, her laugh, the way he would get excited when she wore something other than black.
The words she ad spoken to him before her last breaths were drawn had stuck. No going after them, keep yourself safe. Yet now that he had no one, all he wanted to do was take risks and be dangerous. He wanted to be with his sister once more. He heard the chapel doors open. At the back pew sat Sonny Corinthos. Sonny thought he would stay away, but he knew he couldn't. She had been his wife and now the house was empty.
The preacher finished up and then expressed his sorrow to Johnny. Once the man had left Johnny walked to Sonny. "Do you have no honor?" He asked him. "What do you mean?" Johnny waved his hands. "All this was caused by you. I will never get my sister back, like you got your son back." Johnny shoved Sonny aside leaving the church.
There were so many things Sonny didn't get to say to John. How sorry he was and how the house wasn't the same without her voice echoing through it. How when he woke up he waited to hear her in her room, but never did. How now he was living in his own personal hell.
~~~Months later~~~~
He walked up to her gravestone, like he did every day, even in the dead of winter. He repeated the cycle, wipe off the gravestone, grab the old flowers off, and place the new flowers on. Sonny never changed his routine. "Hey Claudia, it's me again. Maybe you're tired of me, I know now that I miss you. How could I do this to you? Kill you, my wife, and my child." He hung his head low. Before he had found out the truth him and Claudia had slept together and conceived another child. He hadn't just killed his wife, but his baby.
"Again I miss you. Your pictures are everywhere, all over the house. I would give anything for you to talk to me one last time. I know you can't forgive me and I'm still so sorry." He sobbed. The tears froze on his face as the wind hit him. "I'll see you tomorrow. I love you." He turned around and looked up. He saw a woman standing there, she had a white glow around her. He traced the figure up. Once he got to the chest and saw the bullet hole he knew who it was. "Claudia?"
"It's me." She said in her sweet voice. More questions ran through Sonny's head. How could she possibly be here? "Why….are you here." He finally managed to say. She looked around. "No matter how much you'd like to think I'm here to torture you, you'd be wrong. I just wanted to tell you that I forgive you. You did what I expected you to do." "But I murdered you and my child. Why didn't you tell me?" The tear poured down his face.
"I had just found out, having a gun pointed at you kinda makes you lose a lot." She explained. "I'm so sorry." He kneeled and sobbed into his hands. He felt cold hands on his arms. She pulled him upward. "Don't apologize. Look I came to give you closure." "You're giving it to me, but I want you back." She grabbed his hands. "It can't happen like that, Sonny. Just say goodbye." She told him.
"Goodbye Claudia, I love you." He told her. He didn't feel her hands anymore as she disappeared. Then he was alone again in the cemetery. He bent down and touched the grave stone one last time.
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This was strongly influenced by the information that SJB was leaving, I needed to get my own sort of closure so I wrote this. I hope you all liked it.
