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Here's another chapter for you for today!

Chapter 2 – Deep Regret

Finally by herself, Elizabeth kicked off her shoes and went into Francis's bedroom. She rolled her eyes at the made bed. Unlike her, he was OCD about cleaning up. It was the one thing they argued about all the time when she was a teenager. There was a sweatshirt lying on the bed and she put it up to her face. It smelled like his cologne and she clutched it to her chest and laid on the bed. Nothing would ever be the same again and she couldn't imagine her life without him.

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Johnny came back into the apartment and put her luggage down. He walked towards the bedroom and stood in the doorway realizing that she had cried herself to sleep. He just wished that he could help her in some way. Grabbing his ringing phone, he picked it up. He was needed at the warehouse. Leaving Elizabeth a note, he quietly slipped out into the hallway.

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Jason sat in his penthouse staring at nothing. He couldn't get the sound of her crying out of his head. It was haunting him and he felt like shit. Milo told him that Liz was at Francis's apartment. He asked him to guard her door to make sure she was protected. They still didn't know who had put a bomb in his car yet and he didn't want to take any chances. He went downstairs. Some would say that he was a sucker for punishment, but to Jason, it was just something he felt like he had to face. There would never be a good time. He had to see her even though he knew there was nothing he could possibly say that would make her feel better.

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Standing outside the door, Milo watched his boss approach Francis's door and turn around several times and wondered if he would have the nerve to actually knock. He had never seen Jason so tentative before and it was kind of making him feel uneasy.

There was a loud crash inside and Jason yelled, "Open the door."

Milo quickly unlocked it and Jason ran inside.

He stopped when he saw Liz sitting on the floor; hair messy, eyes bloodshot. By the looks of the empty bottle lying on the floor next to her, she was probably drunk too. "Are you alright?" He asked walking towards her.

Elizabeth wiped her face. "Don't come any closer."

Jason surveyed the floor and could see the broken glass all around her and noticed that she was barefoot. He ignored her protests and picked her up and then placed her gently onto the couch as she recoiled from his touch.

Elizabeth flicked her hair out of her face and glared at him. "I can believe that you have the nerve to show up here."

"I came to apologize." He said softly. "I'm so sorry."

"Save it for someone who gives a shit." She spat out.

Jason didn't say anything. She stood up and walked up to him and pointed into his chest. "It should have been you." She screamed. "This is all your fault. I hate you." She said sobbing.

Jason sucked in his breath. Her words were like knives, slicing his insides and he felt raw as the tears in his eyes threatened to spill over.

She started to beat on his chest as she screamed and raged and Jason just took it and let her vent until she grew tired. As she sank to the floor sobbing, he grabbed her and picked her up and then put her into Francis's bed. Turning away from him, she stared at the wall blankly as he softly spoke.

"I know you'll never forgive me. I don't think that I'll ever forgive myself. I loved Francis like a brother and I would never hurt him on purpose. He was all you had and I'm so sorry….."
She heard Jason's voice break and her body started to shake with tears. "Please go." She said softly. She just couldn't take anymore. Her body hurt from crying and she didn't want to say anything else that would further wound Jason; knowing that Frannie would not approve. She hated herself at that moment.

Jason backed out of the room and went into the living room. He tried to gather himself for a minute but all he could think about was the hatred in her eyes when she was yelling. Everything she said was just echoing around in his mind and he felt like he was about to explode. He stormed out of the apartment; needing to clear his head. Milo watched him get on the elevator and called Johnny. "This is bad man."

"What happened?"

"Jason just left and he looked shattered. I'm scared he's going to do something stupid."

Johnny growled. "Fuck, why couldn't he just stay away? Milo, call down to Marco and tell him to not let Jason get on the motorcycle or behind the wheel."

Milo hung up. "Marco, have you seen Jason?"

"Yeah, he's just pulling out."

"Fuck." Milo muttered. "Follow him."

Marco ran to his car and did his best to keep up with Jason, who was driving like a bat out of hell.

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The next morning, Johnny went into Francis's apartment and sat a bag with some bagels down on the counter. He saw the mess with the glass and he cleaned it up. He wondered if Liz had thrown something at Jason and it had shattered. Sensing movement, he looked up and she was standing in the doorway. She had on jeans and Francis's sweatshirt which reached down to her knees.

"Hi."

"You look like shit." She said walking over to the couch and plopping onto it.

"You should talk."

"Did you work all night?"

He shook his head. "Not exactly. I heard you and Jason had a confrontation."

She nodded. "Yeah, I said a lot of things that I should apologize for but I just can't right now."

Johnny nodded and wondered how he was going to tell her what happened.

"So, you didn't say where you were."

He looked down at her. "I was at the hospital."

"Why?"

"Because Jason crashed his motorcycle after he left here last night."

Elizabeth shut her eyes as the gravity of his words hit her. "Is he alive?" She said softly.

"Yes, but he's still unconscious."

Her eyes filled up with tears. "What else?"

"He has some bruised ribs as well as some bruising on his back and legs. But, he did hit his head pretty hard. And um."

"Just say it Johnny."

"Jason was in a car accident when he was younger and he had brain damage from it."

She frowned and looked up at Johnny.

"He can do most things but he did have some limitations, like he can't read maps and he used to have a lot of anger and there are other things. So, they're not sure how this accident will affect him because of the first one."

Elizabeth sat there for a moment trying to process everything. "It's my fault." She said softly. "I wanted him dead and now he's going to die."

Johnny looked up at her. "Elizabeth, you didn't want him dead."

She looked up at him. "Yes, I did." She said bitterly. "I yelled at him. Hell, I even beat him with my fists and he just stood there and took it. And now, he might not wake up and it's my fault."

"Jason understood what you were going through."

"You're not going to say anything that I can hear right now." She stood up suddenly. "Just take me to him."

Johnny watched her go into the other room. This was a heart wrenching mess.

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Johnny explained to Monica why they were there and she watched Elizabeth staring into Jason's room. Sighing she walked over to the young woman.

"Hi, I'm Jason's mother Monica Quartermaine." She said softly.

Liz stared straight ahead. "I'm Elizabeth Corelli." Finally ripping her eyes away from Jason, she looked up at Monica. "I'm sorry."

"Look, Johnny told me what happened and you can't blame yourself. Jason doesn't do anything that he doesn't want to do. It was an accident."

Carly walked up to them. "What did you do?" She said as she pointed her finger.

Monica spun around. "Carly this is not the time."

"My best friend is lying in that bed fighting for his life. What did you do?" She yelled at Elizabeth.

At first, Liz just listened to the long-winded rampage that quickly followed, but when the blonde paused, she slowly looked up and stared Carly down. "I buried my brother yesterday. He was the only family that I had. Jason came to his place and I lost it on him. I said some horrible things, and yes, I wished that he had died instead of my brother. But, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that and I feel horrible that Jason is lying in that bed right now. So, just shut up already. Nothing you say to me can make me feel worse then I already do."

"So that's supposed to make it better? I swear to God if he dies…."

Sonny grabbed Carly's arm. "You need to back off." He said low and forcefully.

"This isn't over muffin." She sniped before allowing Sonny to lead her away.

Monica rubbed Liz's arm. "Why don't you go in and talk to him?"

She nodded. Slowly she walked inside of the room. He seemed smaller than he had the day before. There was a ventilator in his mouth and the only sound in the room was the machine helping him to breathe. She touched his hand lightly. "I know I said some horrible things earlier. And I'm not going to lie, at the time I meant it. But, I know that it was unfair." She said before wiping some tears away. "You have people that care a lot about you and that need you; like that insane blonde chick that I wanted to deck in the hallway who most likely is putting a hit out on me right now. Look, I can't get Francis back, but they can get you back. And, unlike what happened with Francis, I hurt you on purpose." She sat down in a chair, still holding his hand. "I wish I knew what to say to make you wake up. If you die, I don't know if I can live with myself. So, please Jason….." She said starting to cry harder.

Monica looked up at Johnny. Both of their hearts were breaking. He stepped forward and rested his hands on her shoulders. "Come on sweetie. Let me take you home."

She nodded and tried to compose herself. "Bye Jason. Feel better." She said softly.

Monica watched the young woman walk away and said a prayer that Jason would wake up, not just for everyone who loved him but also for Elizabeth Corelli.