Brenda groaned at the continuous pounding that echoed in her brain. Whatever the sound, it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. The model slowly sat up in her bed, leaning back on her elbows. She did her best to focus on the sound to figure out what it was and where it was coming from. The woman collapsed back into her bed, realizing someone was knocking at the front door. She waited, praying that Maxie or Spinelli would decide to answer it. The pounding got louder, which told her that whoever was making the noise wasn't going away anytime soon. Sighing, Brenda pulled herself out of bed, wrapping a blanket around her small frame, shuffling to the door.
"Yeah, okay," she yelled, descending slowly down the stairs. The door burst opened the second she unlocked the door. "Damn!" she exclaimed as the person pushed by her.
"Where's Jason?" Carly asked, turning towards Brenda.
The model frowned, closing the door, "I don't know. He didn't come home last night."
"What do you mean he didn't come home last night?"
"I mean, he left for work last night and didn't come home. Spinelli, Maxie, and I are the only ones here," she informed, walking past the blonde.
"So, where is Ally?"
"I don't know," she mumbled, laying on the couch. "Nor do I care."
"You're worthless," Carly expressed, climbing up the stairs.
"So are you," the dark-haired woman called back.
"Spinelli!" the blonde called out upon reaching the top of the stairs. "Spinelli!"
"Valkerie," the man responded, opening the door to his room. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for Jason. I've been calling him all morning, and he hasn't answered."
"He and the Fair One have gone away for the weekend," he stated, turning away from the woman.
"Spinelli!" she protested, grabbing his arm. "Where did he go?"
"Stone Cold instructed yours truly not to reveal his location to the Valkerie," he murmured, glancing down at the floor.
"Jason would never say that," she insisted.
"He would if he wanted some time alone with Ally without your constant interruptions," Maxie called from inside the darkened room.
"Excuse me," Carly said, barging into the bedroom.
"Seriously, Carly," Maxie protested, pulling the sheets over her body.
"Where are Jason and Ally?"
"Alone and enjoying each other. And definitely not worried about you," Maxie smirked.
Carly breathed, "Jason is sleeping with her now."
"Oh my goodness, Carly. Get over it," the fashionista demanded. "It was going to happen sooner or later. If you thought any different, then you're naive."
"You need to tell me where they are," she commanded.
"We aren't telling you anything," Maxie said, gesturing for Spinelli to join her in bed.
"Someone besides the two of you know where they are."
"You're right, but everyone who knows also knows not to tell you," she shrugged.
"You're a bitch."
"Yeah, well...at least I leave my friends alone when they want to be alone with the one they love. I get why Jason wanted to get away from the penthouse," Maxie expressed.
"Valkerie, I can inform Stone Cold you were looking for him when he returns home today," Spinelli offered.
"Thank you."
"Except, he isn't coming home today," Maxie expressed, smiling.
"What?"
"I helped Jason prepare his romantic getaway with Ally. I made sure they don't come back till tomorrow," she smirked, laying back in bed. "Carly, you can leave now. Whatever drama you have going on is going to have to wait till tomorrow."
Carly stomped out of the room, furious. There were no words to describe just how upset the woman was that the pair kept information from her. She would have to find Jason by herself. Descending the stairs, Carly discovered Brenda had fallen back to sleep. She kicked the corner of the couch, jolting the model upright.
"What the hell is wrong with you," Brenda asked, frowning up at her enemy.
"Shut up!" she instructed. "You need to tell me where Jason took Ally."
"I told you before I don't know where they went," she said, closing her eyes. "Where Jason is...is his business. Maybe you should accept that he didn't tell you where he was going, because he didn't want you to know.
Carly glared, "I don't know how Jason deals with you."
"Funny, I was wondering the same thing," she model said, opening her eyes. "So much anger, cause you're so-called best friend didn't tell you he was leaving."
"That's part of my anger; the other side is sitting on this couch," Carly added.
Brenda scoffed, "Why are you angry with me? I haven't done anything to you. I've kept my distance as Jason asked me to."
"Just you being here pisses me off. You come to Port Charles and interrupt Jason's life..."
"Whoa, back up. You interrupt Jason's life daily. You think he is supposed to save you from all the drama you create. Maybe you should allow Jason to live his life, and stop being so selfish," she commented, standing up.
"I'm not selfish. Jason and I count on each other."
"And right now, Jason is definitely not counting on you. I'm sure he is counting on Ally for all he needs. Over and over and over again," she smirked, winking.
"You're disgusting."
"And you're jealous."
"Of who? Not you."
"Of Ally," she answered. "She's got what you want."
"No, I got Sonny. I got who you want."
" Good-bye, Carly. Just like Jason, I don't have time for your drama," she said, pushing past the blonde.
"No drama, just the truth."
"Yeah, your truth," she mumbled, shuffling up the stairs.
"We're not through," Carly called after her.
"Bye, Carly," Brenda replied, disappearing around the corner.
The blonde sighed, pulling out her phone and dialing Jason's number. Upon hearing his voicemail, she growled extremely frustrated.
"Jason!" she uttered, leaving the penthouse. A smile spread across her face seeing Max sitting in the corner, reading a book. "Hey, Max...do you know where Jason is?"
"Mrs. Corinthos, Mr. Morgan is currently with Miss Lynn at the M...wait, I'm not supposed to tell you," the guard declared.
"Max, you work for my husband, not Jason," she reminded him.
"I can't tell you, Mrs. Corinthos," he sighed.
The blonde waved him off, disappearing into the elevator. If she was going to find Jason, she needed to locate him herself. Part of her regretted not getting closer to Ally to get her number. It was at that second she wondered if she would ever be able to get close to the woman that might steal away her best friend.