Something You Need

Summary: After something horrible happens to her, sixteen year old Josslyn Jacks runs back to Port Charles

Warnings: Aftermath of rape, underage drinking, depression, and recovery.

Part One

"Mom? What are you calling about?" Michael Corinthos asked, answering his phone as soon as it rang. He was confused. He and his wife, Sabrina had just been at his mother's to drop of their daughter, Adrian. "Is Addy okay?"

"She's fine. This is actually about your sister I just got a call from Jacks that she ran off. She's apparently been acting off now for a few weeks. He just got back home from work and her suitcase was missing and he found out that she bought plane tickets." Carly Corinthos said, biting her nails as she casted her gaze to Avery and Adrian who were playing with their dolls on the living room floor. "I'm really worried, Michael. This isn't like her."

Michael sat up straight. "Do you know where she might be?" He asked, locking eyes with Sabrina who looked worried.

"No. I just know that she got plane tickets for here. But she never called me. And I called your brother and even Spencer, Cam, Emma, and Jake. They haven't heard from her, either. Jacks called Josslyn's friends there and they don't know anything. What could've made her do this, Michael?" His mother asked in disbelief, hand pressed to her heart.

"I don't know mom. But will figure it out, okay? You just need to calm down. You aren't doing any good panicking like this." Her told her, standing to his feet. "I'm going to start looking for her. I'll call you if I find anything." Before he could hang up, he turned around and noticed a familiar figure sitting at the bar dressed in a green, off the shoulder sweater and a pair of tight jeans. Sun streaked blonde hair was loose and flowing down lightly tanned shoulders. "Actually, I think I found her."

He hung up his cellphone then and walked over to Josslyn, a sense of protectiveness filling as a man in his twenties leaned in close to his sister to push the hair from her face. "Josslyn." He spoke softly, reaching out to turn her around.

Josslyn looked up at her brother, something in her eyes that Michael couldn't quite comprehend before she smiled at him. A smile that still seemed to hold a twinge of saddness. "Michael. Hey." She said, swallowing hard as she stood up to hug him. In her heels she was the same height as him, making it a little awkward.

"Why didn't you call anyone to tell us that you were coming here?" Michael asked, puzzled. "Mom and Jacks are worried sick. Mom's been calling everyone, asking if you've contacted them."

The blonde froze and tears that she quickly blinked back in hopes that her brother wouldn't notice, stung her eyes. "I...I just needed to see everybody and I wanted it to be a surprise. I didn't mean to worry everyone." She said nervously, staring down at her hands that were shaking slightly. She didn't want anyone to know what had made her really decide to come back to Port Charles, months before she was supposed to. It was still June and Josslyn always spent the summers with her father since most of the year, she was here. But...after what happened, she couldn't stand to be there. She couldn't stand to see the boy who'd destroyed everything. She couldn't handle the nightmares or how scared she felt. How she had begun to close in on herself and yet also act out in ways that she didn't like but helped her feel in control.

Michael bit his lip as he studied her, jumping slightly when he felt Sabrina's hand on his arm as she stood beside him. He couldn't help but take notice of the haunted look in his sister's bright blue eyes, something unspeakable hidden in their depths. It was so familiar and his heart wrenched painfully as he recognized the look. It had been the same thing his eyes had held after Carter had raped him. The same look that Kristina's had held when Keifer had been abusing her. He sucked in a breath and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to tamp down the urge he had to ask Josslyn what had happened to put that look there. Instead, he pasted on a smile and asked, "Well, how about you let Sabrina and I take you home? Mom will be happy to see you're safe."

Josslyn smiled at the two of them and nodded, moving towards them and allowing them to walk her out of the Floating Rib.

Josslyn was quiet on the way to her mother's, head leaning against the window. She stared out at the passing trees and houses, hand lightly tracing her neck that had fingerprint shaped bruises on it under the concealer she'd used. Mr. Reynolds always managed to leave bruises that the blonde had to cover up or explain away. She thought that if she came back here, she'd be able to leave the memories of what Mr. Reynolds had done to her behind. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. And in quiet moments, she was unsure if she'd ever be okay again.