Chapter 2
The party at S.O.S was raging as Bianca approached Chris. "Hey, I heard my mom just left. Where'd she go?" the young brunette queried "I wish I knew. Honestly, that woman is..." He trailed off as he looked up to see a police officer enter the club. The officer quickly made his way up to Chris. "May I help you?" said Chris as the officer regarded him. "I need to speak to the manager right away." "I'm afraid she just left. Is there anything I can help you with?" Chris offered. "Ms. Kane was reportedly seen leaving here in an altered state..." "Well she wasn't drunk if that's what you're getting at, and besides, what's this all about?" he questioned defensively. "Ms. Kane's just been in an accident..." That was all he managed to get out before he was interrupted by a by startled Bianca, "Oh no!" She quickly rushed out of S.O.S. Chris stared at the officer in disbelief, "You handled that well." he said, sarcasm pratically dripping from every word. "That was the daughter. Where is Erica now?" "She's at the hospital..." "Give us a ride there and explain things to us on the way." he said as he headed out the door to catch up to Bianca.
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Back at the hospital the emergency room was rather empty and quiet. That didn't last long, though, as a gurney was rolled in by the paramedics, closely followed by an obviously upset Erica Kane. "I don't see the use in bringing her here. She's not really hurt." Erica argued, she really didn't see the point in bringing the conartist to the hospital.
Dr. Joe Martin heard the commotion and could already guess who had started it. He quickly made his way to the emergency entrance. "What's going on here?" he asked as he approached the group entering the hospital. One of the paramedics went over to him and explained, "This young lady here was hit by a car. Her vitals are stable, she's been conscious the whole ride over, she did complain of some pain in her hip." Assesing the information given to him he said "It's probably bruised from the impact." "How many times do I have to tell you? She hit me." Erica blurted out. Dr. Martin cocked an eyebrow at the outburst, "She hit your car with her hip?" "Yes!...Wait, no, what?" Erica replied befuddled. Either she's like the greatest actress, or stupidest person ever. The blonde sniggered at the thought that crossed her mind, but quickly wished she hadn't as Erica started again. "Look here you little blonde..." Jackson quickly grabbed Erica's arms and spun her around. "Do I have to put surgical tape over your mouth to keep you quiet?" Just then Bianca rushed through the E.R. doors followed by two officers and Chris.
"Mom!" Bianca said as she hugged her mother. A wave relief washed over the young brunette as she saw her mother standing there safe and possibly sound. "Are you okay?" was the first thing out of her mouth "Yes, honey I'm fine. A little aggravated, but fine." she replied in a soothing voice, completely forgetting everything but her daughter. Chris hated the thought of interrupting the two, but the officers obviously didn't. "Ms. Kane we have some questions for you regarding a party at the teen club S.O.S." said the officer from the club. A female officer that now stood beside him continued, "Is it true you were at attendance at this party at S.O.S before the incident?" "Yes, I was." answered Erica defensively. "We have a witness that states you had an altercation with a man at said location. It was stated that you were seen leaving rather altered." the officer continued unphased. The emphasis on the word altered would cost the officer dearly.
Erica's face said it all, and before it all came out of her mouth Jackson enacted his role as an attorney, he advised his client. "Erica don't." he said sternly, but it was too late. "I was not drinking!" Erica exploded. Funny, she was driving like she was. The officer's insinuation was met with a quite a response from the corporate. "I don't drink! I am famous for not drinking." "People have been known to slip." was the only reply from the officer. Jackson had to muster all his strength to keep his client out of a murder trial. Chris took it as his cue to speak up. "I didn't say she was drunk, I said she was emotional." he tried. "You told them I was emotional!" Erica screamed out. "Well, you were." Chris replied sheepishly. "Erica don't say anything." Jackson's advice fell onto deaf ears as Erica continued without hesitation, "Okay! Maybe I was a tad bit distressed, but since when does that mean I can't drive a car. Why can't everyone see that I'm the victim here? The victim of a scam by this, this..." She looked over at the girl who simply answered, "Pick a name, any name." "...Con artist." "Well, I wouldn't have picked that one." said the short blonde with a frown.
Bianca had one hand over her mouth, the other over her stomach, and she seemed on the brink of tears. No, not because she believed her mother's story of kids jumping in front of moving cars, but because she was trying with all her might not to laugh at the scene unfolding itself in front of her.
Noting the look in Erica's eye Dr. Martin had the young girl wheeled into an actual room. The female officer was done playing games. "Ms. Kane your going to have to go downtown for further questioning." she stated. Erica stared at the officer, mouth agape, before she said, "What? Jackson do something." "No." was the short but blunt response from the D.A. "What? You're my lawyer." pleaded Erica. "No, I'm not." he responded "Ever since I got to you on the road, the only thing I've been telling you is not to say anything, and you listen? No. You didn't. I'm sorry Erica, you're on your own." It seemed The Great Erica Kane would have to spend some time in the pen. Just as the officers were moving in on her, Dr. Martin came back out.
Bianca, noting that her mother was a bit in shock over her lawyer/ ex-brother-in-law quitting on her, was the first to ask the question on everyone's mind. "So, How is she?" asked the teen. "She's fine." answered the doctor. "Her hip is bruised though, but nothing major." he asured. "Oh, and she said she's not pressing charges." The male officer simply nodded and said, "I suppose we aren't going to need you to come in after all Ms. Kane. Have a good evening." Both officers left and everyone relaxed a bit more. "We are going to have to keep her overnight , though." continued Dr. Martin. Bianca's expression turned quizzical. "I thought you said she was fine?" she asked. "Well in cases like this we would normally discharge the minor to family, but she won't give us an address or even a number. We can't get any other information from her than what we already have. But don't worry we have our methods." Having said this he walks off to see where else he's needed. Biaca's eyes twinkled an idea dawn upon her. "Hey mom, I'm gonna go see if I can get her name." Before Erica could protest Bianca was gone through the double doors. "I don't want my daughter anywhere near that criminal." she said. The look on Jackson's face just screamed 'shut up'.
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Bianca entered the room startling the girl who seemed to have been busy trying to open the window. "You gonna take your mother's side?" she asked defensively completely forgetting about the window for the time being. "No, not exactly." answered Bianca. "I know my mom can get out of, control sometimes." she continued. "So you're on my side?" asked the blonde with a smile. "I am on the side of reason, something that, granted, my mom doesn't always have." Both girls shared a chuckle. There was a pregnant pause afterwards, which caused an uncomfortable silence that was only broken when Bianca introduced herself. "I'm Bianca Montgomery." she said with a big bright smile. Another silent minute. "This is usually the part where you chime in and tell me your name." she said. A resignated blonde simply looks at her and says, "Mary Francis Stone. But if you ever like call me that I swear I will like totally run you over with your mother's hot rod." They both laugh as the scene plays out in their minds. "Well, then what am I supposed to call you?" Bianca wondered out loud after a while. "Frankie, but it's not like it matters 'cause I'm like so totally outa here." Frankie made towards the door but the pain in her hip was barely bearable. She would have fallen flat on her face had it not been for the fact that Bianca caught her in time. They both just looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Then Frankie broke the connection by looking towards the door. "Where are you going?" questioned Bianca. "You can barely hold yourself up, let alone walk." she stated her observaton. "Anywhere but here; this place is like a total drag." answered Frankie. "I'll be fine," she continued, "but it's like totally sweet of you to care and stuff, Bianca-la." Frankie brought a hand up to her lips kissed it and placed gently on Bianca's lips. Bianca just stood there her brain still trying to register what had just happened. Unbeknownst to her, though, Erica had witnessed the entire scene from the window in the door. And she was anything but happy about it. As Frankie made her way out the door and past Erica, she gave the woman a nod and a crooked grin. Hook, line, and sinker! she thought as she left the building.