Title: Through the Looking Glass
Author: Fate Believer
Pairing: SnB, Brazen
Rating: M for strong language and violence, possible sexual situtations.
Summary: Sometimes life isn't as perfect as it seems. Jason Morgan is about to learn just how wrong he is when it comes to his best friend's relationship.
Author's Notes: I just had to write this piece. After watching an AR music video, I was inspired. Beware: If you like Sonny, you might not want to read this.
Prologue
Jason Morgan had been ready to head home with he got a call from Johnny saying there was a situation at the penthouse that could use his help. Really he wanted to tell Johnny to shove it, that he was tired and wanted nothing more than to go home and go to bed, but deciding that Sonny might need his help, he gave in. He parked in his bike and headed into the lobby of the Harbor View Towers. He stood impatiently waiting for the elevator before deciding to just take the stairs.
He was a little out of breath when he reached the door of PH Four and was surprised when one of the guards let him in upon arrival. He stood in shock at the damage that lay in front of him. Glass was everywhere, chairs were turned over, and the normally neat home lay in a state of disarray. He turned back to the guards, eyes blazing.
"What the hell happened in there, what the hell were you doing when all this way happening, " Jason screamed at the two men who were shifting uncomfortably. wouldn't allow us to enter. We tried to calm him down but..., " One guard tried to explain.
" Wait a minute, you're telling me Sonny did this? Why," Jason didn't hesitate, but had to admit he was in shock. What the hell had set him off?
" He and Miss Barrett were having an arguement, " the other guard said as if that explained everything.
Jason groaned. He should have known. Brenda and Sonny were always fighting, because she just didn't know when to quit. He honestly had no clue why Sonny wanted to be with someone who wore a wire on him. She had tried to get him arrested for crying out loud!. Maybe they broke up and Brenda would be one less pain in his side. Sonny didn't make him guard her anymore, because they almost killed each other every time they were around one another.
"Alright, where's Sonny, we'll get this mess cleaned up and get him calmed down, " Jason attempted to take charge of the situation and was not pleased when the two guards looked at each other nervously.
"Mr Corinthos left after they argued, but he wasn't the reason Johnny called you here, " the man said timidly.
"Well, then what the hell am I doing here, " Jason snapped at him, running out of patience.
"We think Miss Barrett needs medical attention, but she won't let anyone in the bedroom, " the guard finally told him.
If looks were any indication these guys weren't joking. What the fuck had happened tonight? Sonny wouldn't leave Brenda knowing she needed medical attention unless...Sonny had done it to her himself. Taking a deep breath to steel himself against whatever he was walking into, Jason slammed the door shut and took off up the stairs to the bedroom Sonny and Brenda shared.
He tried the door, unsurprised to find it locked. He knocked on the door, but got no response from that. He waited a beat before knocking a little louder. He could hear muffled cries from the other side of the door and his brow furrowed in concern.
"Brenda, open the door, " Jason tried to keep his voice soft.
"Get out of here, Jason, " Brenda screamed at the door.
He sighed, frustrated. Deciding he wasn't in the mood to argue, he backed away from the door before slamming his shoulder into the door and busting it open. There was nothing in the universe that could have prepared him for the sight before him. Brenda Barrett, the face of Deception, sat huddled on the other side of the bed she shared with her lover. Blood trickled from her temple down the side of her face and her dark brown hair was matted to her head. Her lip was swollen and bloody and he knew without a doubt it was split. She looked at him with wide terrified eyes and it was then he noticed her black eye.
He moved towards her and she scrambled into a corner, curling herself into a little ball. Jason couldn't remember a time Brenda had ever been afraid of anything, but she was scared out of her mind now. He held his hand out in front of her and talked to her in low tones, trying to reassure her that he wasn't there to hurt her. It took him about five minutes before he could actually get right in front of her. Her face was tracked with tears and blood. He couldn't help but wince. She wasn't telling what happened and Jason was sure that right now he didn't want to know. He knew one thing for certain: he wasn't going to like it.