Alright, so here's chapter two and while I'm not thrilled with it... it is what it is. The next chapter is basically written, I skipped over this chapter and started writing the next one because I was stumped. Oh, if you're like a hardcore Carson fan - you probably shouldn't read from hear on out. Or I mean, you can, but don't count on any Sonny and Carly warm and fuzzy moments. Read, Review and ENJOY!
Carly sat on the overstuffed couch that sat in the middle of the living room. "Living room my ass. More like morgue." Carly grumbled, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. Before she knew it she was dreaming about how she and Todd met.
Carly looked out of the window and watched a pasture full of cows pass by. The sun had already gone down and the only other person on the musty Greyhound bus was fast asleep, equipped with drool and all. She looked down at the map she had in her clenched hands. "Port Charles, New York. My mother lives in Port Charles, New York."
Carly looked up, annoyed, when she felt the bus stutter. Just as she was about to ask what was going on, the driver said, "It's the damn transmission again. Sorry folks, it'll be awhile."
"Like hell it will be. I'll just get off and walk." Carly mumbled to herself, standing up and walking to the front. The driver looked at her warily but let her off without any trouble.
"Might as well start walking." Carly thought aloud. "I'll just find another bus station and get another ride to New York." She flung her simple purse over her shoulder and started walking down the deserted road.
Carly finally made it to a green, dimly lit sign that read "Welcome to Llanview, Pennsylvania!" She chuckled and kept walking.
"Must be a small town." She thought, as she came to a gas station not long after the "welcome" sign. Just as she almost reached the streetlight near the gas station, that would deem her safe, hands grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back.
"How cliched. Grabbing women in between the streetlights and pulling her into an alley. Way to be original." Carly griped as the man who had grabbed her from behind pulled her deeper into the cold, dank, alley. "Oh, a feisty one! Mmmmm." To Carly's disgust, the man sniffed her hair. She shuddered when she felt the tip of his tongue brush against her neck. "This should be fun"
"Get your grubby hands off me you filthy pig!" Carly shouted as she fought to loosen the grip the man had on her hair. That, of course, only made him angrier. A small knife appeared out of nowhere and was pressed against her neck, begging her to move. She growled in frustration.
He slammed his lips into hers and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Carly gagged and tried to force his tongue back out, but he bit down. She cried out and pulled back only to have the knife cut deep into her neck.
Carly finally gained control of her hands and put all her effort into pushing the man off of her but he didn't budge. "Here's your last shot" she thought to herself as she pulled up her knee swiftly, making sure to hit him where she knew it would hurt.
Carly grinned against his lips as she felt him loosen his grip on her. "Yes!" But just as she was about to land another blow, the man was jerked off of her and thrown against a wall.
A man with a scar under his right eye turned to look at her. "You okay?" He asked, completely oblivious to the fact Carly's attacker was running away.
Pissed, Carly drew her arm back and punched the guy who had just "saved" her right in the face. She let out an exasperated sigh and threw her hands up in the air.
"Ouch! Dammit! What the hell was that for?" The man with the scar asked, as he rubbed his jaw, his brow furrowed.
"THAT was for interfering! I almost had him! Then you came along and got in the middle and now he got away!" Carly answered, rubbing her throat where the knife had dug in.
"You alright?" The man asked, eying Carly as if she was a leper. "I'm Fine." Carly snapped, irritated.
'Carly's 'savior' sighed, "Look, my brother won't get far. I promise you that." Carly sputtered. "Wait. That – pig -was your brother?" Not meeting Carly's eyes, he mumbled "The one and only."
Carly noticed the man's unease and decided to have some fun. "Carly Benson." She said, putting on a dazzling smile and thrusting out her hand. She giggled as he struggled to hide his shock.
"Todd. Todd Manning."
"Todd." Carly sighed dreamily in her sleep. "Why the hell are you dreaming about Todd Manning?" Sonny asked too calmly, gripping her arms tightly and waking her up completely. He pulled her off the couch and pushed her up against the wall closest to his oak desk. Sonny started shaking her so hard Carly felt pain explode in the back of her head where it had hit the wall.
"Now look what you did Caroline." The way Sonny snarled her name sent shivers up Carly's spine. Her eyes widened in shock as he raised his hand threateningly, but before he could land a blow, Carly ducked down and ran out of the house.
Like I said, not really my best work. But I hope you liked it all the same (:
