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The Nature of Accidents
Chapter 3: Mother to Son
Carly Jacks wasn't a stupid woman. She had known that her son was hiding something, but she couldn't have ever imagined that it was this bad.
Twenty minutes ago Johnny and Dino had nearly pounded the door off the hinges. When she opened it, Dino passed by her rushing to her son's room, nearly breaking the door down when he wouldn't open it. Johnny was trying to explain the situation, but she had been too focused on the actions of Dino. He drug her son out by his shirt, headed for her front door.
She was yelling at Dino to stop and finally implanted herself in front of his pathway when he didn't respond. He tried to move around her, but she wasn't going to let him go that easy. She was glaring at him.
He let go of her son and he fell to the living room floor. Carly immediately squatted down taking a better look at her son and making sure he was okay.
"Tell her" Dino yelled with pure hatred seething through his eyes. "Tell your mother why. Go ahead"
Carly was flabbergasted at the way Dino was looking at her son. He had never been exactly enthusiastic about her son's relationship with his daughter, but now he was treating him like the disgusting thing at the bottom of his shoe.
"I killed her." he muttered head bowed, barely above a whisper.
"What?" she asked, lifting his head so their eyes were locked.
Tears started to fall. "I killed her." he repeated a little louder.
Carly was confused. She was going to ask who he was talking about, and then everything made sense. He had killed her. She gasped and her hand flew to her mouth. Her head was shaking no, "Please tell me you didn't" She stood up and looked down at him before looking at Dino. His eyes told the truth.
A million different words flooded her mind. She wanted to console her son, but how could she when he had done something that could not be so easily forgiven. She needed air, she needed this all to be a nightmare.
The shock was starting to wear off, and the anger was starting to surface. "You left her to die." she found herself screaming, not meaning it to come out so loudly or harsh. "You just left her there to bleed to death?"
His head lowered down to the ground not able to look at his own mother. She could see the tears fall down his face.
"What the hell were you thinking?" she found herself saying. "Why didn't you call an ambulance, at least?"
He didn't make any acknowledgment that he heard her.
"Look at me." she screamed making his eyes face hers. "What the hell were you doing with a gun in the first place?"
He didn't say anything; he looked physically ill and emotionally drained. She could tell that the guilt was eating him up inside.
"Michael." she tried to calm herself down. "After everything that happened with Morgan, how could you do this to me." She knew she sounded selfish, but she had lost Morgan to an accidental shooting. She didn't know what else to say. She just stood there looking at her son. He had finally done something that she couldn't fix.
Johnny walked toward her muttering something about Claudia wanting to see her. The Zacharra's and the Corinthos had gotten to an understanding mostly due to the relationship between Claudia's daughter and her son. Now that understanding was being severely threatened.
She grabbed her purse and keys, helped her son off the floor and headed toward the front door. Dino and Johnny trailed silently behind them.
