When I was uploading files, I found this. This was my very first try at writing fanfiction. I never published it until now. Also, for anyone still interested, I found my notes for Prodigal Son, Happily Ever After and a third story. I will be updating them as I correct the mistakes. Notes, really doesn't describe it. In the case of Prodigal, it is finished, but needs somethings changed due to my realizing that I have a similiar story line in another one of my stories.
Breakfast at Tiffany's
Chapter 1
Elizabeth flinched as the camera's lights flashed in front of her face again. Why couldn't Lucky see that this was not what she wanted to do with her life? What had become of the Lucky that understood her?
"Great; perfect." He was telling her even as she stopped listening to him. She thought back on their past and knew that while Lucky's return was a miracle for his family, she had moved on. No matter what Emily thought or what Nik tried to convince her.
"Common, I need some love, show me some love Elizabeth." Lucky was saying as he got into his latest career choice. She ignored him stuck in her thoughts. Looking around the room she saw Carly arguing with Laura more than likely about her. The younger blond had been furious when Lucky's mother had insisted on testing her for the "Face of Deception" campaign.
When Carly had snarked that she could never fill Brenda's rather large footprints; Elizabeth had finally had enough of the blond and replied that neither could she, that it was too bad that Sonny couldn't see that she was a pale substitute for the other woman.
The enraged blond had slapped her and since then Francis had guarded her. She had to admit that having the guard around had worked to keep her safe in more than one way.
Lucky hadn't taken it well that one of Jason's men was always around, but Laura had come to her rescue stating that it was to protect Liz from Carly. He had also stop pressuring her for sex; he barely kissed her any more.
Wishing she were on the back of Jason's bike, she never realized that Lucky was raving so loudly that Laura and Carly had come over to find out what had the photographer so happy. "Wait until you see these photos. I knew telling you to think of our upcoming weekend would do the trick." He told Elizabeth.
Wondering what they all would say if they knew she was imagining wrapping her arms around Jason's midsection, not Lucky's plans for spending the weekend in New York.
When she had gotten all the gunk off her face and had yet another argument with Gia, Elizabeth rushed off to find Emily at the mansion.
Seeing Lila placing flowers in a large vase, Elizabeth stopped to talk before heading straight to the boathouse where she knew she would find her friend. "Emily, I need you."
"What's up?" Asked the younger girl who was hiding from her parents.
"What do I do about Lucky? I know that all of you think it is great that he is back, I do too. But I am no longer in love with him and pretending to be a model isn't helping."
"Give it time, I mean he just got back to normal." She told her friend. "You don't want to do anything you will regret."
"That's just it, Em. I already am. I don't want to watch what I eat, I don't want all the gunk on my face and I really don't care about being the 'Face of Deception.' As long as I am lying to Lucky and going through the motions of this, I feel like I already won that role."
"You need to give it time." Said Emily.
Looking at her friend, Elizabeth knew it was time to face facts. "No, maybe that is what you need to do. You are the one dating your kidnapper while cheating on that sleaze ball Juan. Just dump him already. Go after what you really want."
"Just what is it that I really want?" She said angrily to her best friend.
"That same think you have wanted for years. Nik so why not put on one of those push-up bras that work so well for Carly and go and get him."
"What about Gia or did you forget her in this scenario?" Asked Emily trying to ignore the truth in that statement.
"Do you really think she would be so interested in Nik if he wasn't a Prince and rich, because I really doubt It." she said. Getting up she said "Get me a piece of paper."
"Bossy much?" Groused Emily as she rummaged around to find the paper. "So Queen Elizabeth, do you want a pen as well?"
"Have one." She said distractedly as she wrote. Then when she finished, using three sheets, she took out the bright red lip pencil from her purse and said "Sign this."
"Yes, your majesty." She smirked then reading the paper found her eyes widening and then looked up to see Elizabeth placing the lipstick pencil in her hand and saying "Now."
Her hands shaking, Emily did what she had been told. Then she watched as Elizabeth did the same. Picking it up she read the contract again then said "It's not very legal."
"It is so legal. Come on." She said grabbing her friend and dragging her away.
Seeing the door they were standing in front of, Emily was begging Elizabeth not to knock when the artist started banging on the door. When it opened she said "Alexis, here take this.
Alexis took the grubby dollar and said "What is this for?"
"I am hiring you. Now please read this." Taking the contract, Alexis started to chuckle as she read the crumpled up paperwork. "This is pretty good. May I ask whom the unnamed people you are referring to are?"
"No, does that cancel out whether or not it is legal?"
"No, as long as the two of you agree on the who, it is fine. We can arrange for a notary to sign this. Elizabeth, who is your guard today?"
"Francis." She told the attorney.
Opening the door, Alexis requested he make some arrangements and said to the young woman once it was done. "You are all set. Once you two sign this in front of this man it is a legal bonding contract, are you sure?"
"Yes." They both said. Alexis took the spare copies and filed them in her cabinets and said "You are good to go. Once thing, where are you to going to be staying?"
Thinking on the one good thing about working for Deception, the money she was receiving and had been saving, Elizabeth said "We need to find an apartment."
"I have an even better idea. Why don't you truly get into the spirit of things? Move into Jason's place. No one is staying there since I moved out."
Emily thought about it then said "Not such a good idea, even if it lets Elizabeth annoy the heck out of Carly. There is no furniture there."
"True. But where do you plan on moving that has furniture?" She asked them while thinking on how young they were.
Elizabeth thought about the way it would piss off Carly then said with a smile. "I like it. As for furniture, you throw yourself on the mercy of Monica and I will do the same with Grams and a few other people. First we have something to do."
Emily had been dreading this part but knew it was the first step in their plans to start living life for themselves. "Who first?"
"I am going to be selfish and say I talk to Laura and then Lucky. Are you okay with that?"
"Let's go." She said determined to be there for her friend. They had been talking the entire evening and she finally got it that Elizabeth was sure that Lucky wasn't the one for her, anymore.
Laura was looking at the photos' stunned. Elizabeth's pictures had been stiff and wrong from the beginning but she knew it was just nerves, these photos proved that. Hearing a knock just before Carly barged in furious, she looked up and said "Have you ever had the common courtesy to wait before entering?"
"Why? She asked baldly. "I know that Lucky brought the picture, we had an agreement if they were as bad as the rest, little Lizzie is out of the competition and Gia is the winner."
Taking the pictures offered to her, she didn't even look at them and said "See I told you so."
"You told me that Elizabeth would be the one for the job, when?" Asked Laura.
Carly actually looked at the photos and grimaced as what she saw. Whatever the distracted brunette had been thinking of, it had done the job. These were good, really, really good; too good in fact. "Who touched these up?" She asked suspiciously.
"No one." Said Laura gleefully. Elton entered in time to stop another argument. "Laura, there is a Miss Prints on the phone she is insisting on talking to you. She is threatening to sue Deception for breach of contract."
Looking alarmed the two blonds put aside their difference long enough to place the call on speakerphone. Carly was smiling when the call ended while Laura knew that Lucky was not going to take this well.
"So, we shall soon see who is the better model." Said Carly as she walked out the door. Seeing Elizabeth entering with shopping bags she said "Don't get too used to having money, Lizzie. Pretty soon you are going to be nothing more than that poor artist/waif waitress again." She never even looked at Emily; AJ's sister hated her as much as she disliked her.
"Better than being a social climbing bleach blond with brunette roots Carly." She said as she sailed into Laura's office with a giggling Emily. "Em, I want you here for this. Okay?"
Laura looked up wanting to show Elizabeth the photos but the usually polite girl interrupted her and said "Wait, please listen. I have tried hard, but I can't do this. I never wanted to be a model and still don't. I am quitting."
"You can't." Said Laura. "What about Lucky?"
"Laura, I appreciate everything you have done for me, but I can't keep living my life hoping that the Lucky I loved will come back. And I am not the girl he loved. It is way past time to end this mistake."
Laura saw she was serious but knew she had to at least give her son a chance. "I do get that, but you signed a contract. You promised to continue until the end of the contest."
"Laura, I can't do this. Especially here, this was Tom Baker's studio. I can't handle it any longer."
Laura got it, this was about her rape, and she could understand the need to get away from that. "That won't be a problem any longer. The photographer we had when Brenda was modeling still owns the contract. We are going to be using her from here on out. She refuses to use the studio here."
Elizabeth knew that arguing with the blond was futile since she had signed a contract. She was well aware that Gia would win and the humiliation would be a relief.
As they entered Kelly's Elizabeth drew Lucky off. "Lucky, I am sorry, but we aren't the same kids we were that night in the church. You must admit that."
"So you are saying it has all been a lie. C'mon, we both know what this is about. I am pushing you; we can have separate beds in New York. We can't just break up over this." He insisted.
"Lucky, that is only one part of it. I don't want to sleep with you; I don't feel that way about you." She said gently.
"What about earlier, what about while I was working with you in the studio?"
"Lucky, I didn't hear a word you were saying. My mind was wandering I was thinking about lots of other things. At no time were my thoughts about you."
Lucky swallowed his bile and said "You will regret this, someday when you are all alone and I am a famous photographer you will look back and regret this." He said before he stormed up to his room.
Elizabeth waited for the regret but all she felt was relief that part of her plan was done. Emily saw that and then saw Nik and Gia entering. "Good you are here; Mom wants to talk to us."
"I already know what it is about." She said walking out the door.
"What is her problem?" Asked Gia hoping that this was finally over. She was the one who should be the Face, not that skinny little waif.
"Who knows, let's grab Lucky and head over." Said Nik knowing that Gia was jealous of Elizabeth. He had hoped that when they got together it would end, but that was starting to look even less likely. Seeing Lucky storming past, he stopped his brother who informed him about Elizabeth dumping him.
Gia was almost certain she had won now. Why else would Elizabeth dump him, she had to be upset that her boyfriend would be spending all that time with her she thought smugly.
"Fine, let's go find out what Mom wants." Said Lucky still feeling the sting of Elizabeth's break up.
Emily called Zander first. She had feelings for him, but they were nothing compared to what she felt for Nik. Zander showed up at the docks, seeing Elizabeth he frowned and when Emily explained that she had been using him.
Storming off, he went to Jakes wanting to find an easy lay for the night. Emily met with Juan at L & B Records where she dumped his cheating rear. "Its over, now why don't you just leave?"
"You were a pain in the rear anyhow." He said on his way out the door. The girls laughed as they realized his comeback sucked.
"What's next?" Said Emily as they got into the car being driven by Francis.
"Since it looks like my career as a model is still going, we can more than afford to get stuff for our place." She said glumly as they pulled up in front of the Quartermaine mansion.
The next morning, Emily explained to her mother what was going on. "So anyhow, can we take some of the furniture from the attics?"
"Yes, but first I want to see this apartment. Okay?" She wasn't happy that Emily was moving that close to Sonny, but figured her staying at Jason's was a good idea.
"Sure, do you think you can deal with Dad and grandfather?"
Elizabeth's day had not started so good. First she had dealt with Lucky slamming his door shut when he had finally come in very late. Then she had heard the loud music. The man in the room next door had knocked on Lucky's and insisted on his turning it down.
At least she had gotten some sleep, when her alarm had gone off. Pulling her unruly hair back, she ruthlessly tied it up and went into the Deception offices. Seeing a glum looking Nik she asked what was wrong.
"Lucky didn't take your breaking up well, and then he learned that he won't be the photographer for the shoots any longer. He was talking of taking off after Luke."
"Nik, I couldn't keep lying to Lucky." She wanted her friend to understand, but she knew his loyalty was to his brother.
"I know. I just didn't want to face that Lucky and you were not the same people any longer." He said with a sigh. "Gia made me face it last night. She was right; you don't belong with Lucky any longer. You two are too different."
Gia overheard them talking and was waiting for Elizabeth to leave the office. Her only reason for being here no longer existed and Gia could not wait to have a real photographer be focused strictly on her.
"In my office." Said Laura as Carly and she entered with a tall blond woman. Once they were seated she announced "This is Miss Charlie Prints. She will be the photographer from here on out."
"So you are Elizabeth Webber and you are Gia Campbell." She said looking at the two women. "Well, neither one of them really has Brenda's star quality. The photos so far suck, but I will fix that. Now I want to arrange for training. Then we will start shooting." She said before breezing out.
Laura and Carly couldn't believe that woman's attitude but they had no choice in the matter. A contract was a contract.
"Lucky?" Turning he saw his mother standing there. "I have an idea of how to get your job back. We have to have this woman to fulfill this contract, but you can work on the other assignments until we decide on a model. At that point, her contract is over. I won't let Carly turn you out of your job."
"I'm leaving." He said while pulling out his passport.
"Don't if you leave, it will be the end of Elizabeth and you. Stay here; give her time. Why do you think I insisted on her staying on as a model, to give you a chance to spend time with her, without the pressure of working together?"
Two days later, Elizabeth and Emily were dragging several of Jason's guards to place their donated furniture in his place. "What do you think you are doing?" Shouted the blond.
"Moving in; Alexis has the sublease and after a certain harpy annoyed her she moved out." Said an entering Elizabeth who was carrying a suitcase.
"Oh, no! NO way on earth are you moving into Jason's place! Over my dead body!!!" She fumed.
"That can be arranged, now if you will excuse us." Elizabeth escorted Carly out the door and then shut it before turning the dead bolt.
Emily fell down onto the sofa laughing as she said to Elizabeth "I don't know what got into you, but I love it. That was so cool."
"That reminds me." She said opening the door to talk to Francis as Sonny went to knock. "Oops!"
"Elizabeth?" He asked astonished. From the way Carly had been acting, he had assumed that Alexis had been moving back, but seeing Elizabeth he got it. Carly was well aware that Jason had feelings for the brunette.
"Hey, Sonny; Alexis sublet the penthouse to us. Could you please excuse me for a minute?" Turning to Francis, she said "Francis, can you arrange for the locks to be changed. Emily and I are to have the only keys, please."
Sonny saw the two young girls had pizza and invited them to dinner. "No thanks, Carly would put arsenic in our, well my dinner." Said Elizabeth. Sonny knew that she was partly right, Carly would not be happy about her coming over.
Laughing as he walked back to his penthouse, he saw the glare from Carly and knew it was going to be a long night. Looking at the clock, he wished he could inform her that Jason was coming into town; it might make it possible for him to sleep in his own bed tonight.
Elizabeth told a lounging Emily she had an idea for a painting and rushed out of the penthouse. Inspiration had struck and she knew she had to get it down on paper.
Two hours later, she stretched her back in front of a window and thought she saw the shadow of a man with motorcycle. "It can't be." She said to herself.
Rushing down the stairs, she went to the Elm Street Pier and saw the blond. "JASON!" She shouted as she threw herself into his arms. "When did you get home? Uh, I have some bad news."
Worried, he said urgently "What is it?"
"Emily and I are subletting your penthouse." She admitted feeling guilty.
"That is actually perfect. Let's go to your studio, you still have the studio don't you?" He asked. Being the focus of his eyes had her melting inside.
As they entered, Jason saw she had been working on a painting. "What is that?"
"It's Rainwater, moving across the cracked pavement."
"Sound depressing." He said worried about his 'more than friend'.
"No, it is washing away the dirt or rather the past." She said with a slight smile. "Where did you spend Christmas?"
"I think I was in Argentina." He said. "How was your holiday?"
"Fine, I made a few decisions. For the last few days, Emily and I have been working on our late New Years Resolutions. I am so glad you are back. I missed you Jason." She said with a smile.
"Enough to let me use your studio for a couple of weeks?" He asked hating to do it.
"Sure, you know that." Looking out the window, she said "You want to watch the warehouse, don't you?"
Wishing she wasn't so smart, he said "Yes, but no one can know that I am home. NOT even Emily, Elizabeth. It's really important."
"Okay, what about Francis, he had to have seen us together."
"Why do you have a guard?" He asked. Sonny had promised to protect Elizabeth, but could have Sorrell made a move against Elizabeth?
"Carly, she attacked me one day when I gave her back the same crap she gives me all the time." Seeing his start to talk, she said "Don't you dare, Carly is a grown woman and is responsible for what she does and says."
"I was going to offer to teach you how to hit." He said.
"I made Johnny do that already." She said giggling. Jason felt jealous at the idea of anyone else teaching Elizabeth anything.
"Good, that is the only way to deal with her. What are you doing besides painting? Are you still working at Kelly's?"
"I'm modeling; at least for a few more weeks. I am attending school part time and modeling. Emily and I are working on gaining our freedom. I hate the modeling, it was a mistake, but I signed a contract." She said with a frown.
"I could buy your way..." He started to offer, but she touched his arm stopping him.
"No, it won't be too much longer. But thank you for the offer." She said shyly.
"Besides the pay is pretty good, now I have to head home if you don't want Emily to show up."
"Okay, but be careful. Even with a guard, you shouldn't be wandering around this late at night." He said.
"Fine, I am leaving. There are blankets in the closet, and you might find some soup in the cupboards." She teased on her way out the door.
Jason lay down on the lumpy sofa and pulled out the blanket that smelled like Elizabeth and groaned. He had not asked about Lucky, not wanting to hear about their permanent lock, but he knew that it was going to be hard to be near her.
TBC