Chapter 2
Courtney ran along the desolate pier, her heels clacking along the wooden surface. Her breathing was heavy and she couldn't catch her breath. 'God, why was he there?' she wondered. He'd seen her. Once one person knew that she worked there.. did those horrible things.. how long would it be before everyone knew? Before AJ knew? And then he'd drink and make her stop working there. It wasn't something she enjoyed, heavens no, but A.J. was her husband. and she couldn't let him go to jail. Not for anything.
She ran a little faster, lost her footing and soon she was diving toward the ground. Her hands stopped her fall and she slowly let herself sink onto the ground. And then.. she cried. She broke down for the first time since she'd been forced into the position and she let it all out, as the night grew darker around her.
*~*~*~*
The streets of Port Charles, lit with the dimmest of streetlights, remained empty except for the casual bystander or lonely soul. Jason remained calm as he searched for the young woman he had seen run from the Oasis. He felt an unconscious need to follow her, to find her and to help her. He didn't know why but this girl, Sonny's sister, mattered to him.
*~*~*~* flashback*~*~*~*
A blonde girl walked out onto the stage of the club and she started to slowly move to the music surrounding them. Her eyes met his and he realized who she was, and apparently the same went for her. Her deer-in-the-headlights look was actually endearing, but lasted only a moment as she turned on her heel and ran off the stage and into the back room and eventually, on to the dark streets.
Jason sat at the bar, staring at the empty stage, until it registered in his mind to chase after her.
*~*~*~* end flashback*~*~*~*~
And so he was.
Soon, he came upon a dark, huddled mass of frills and golden hair, curled upon the ground. Her sobs were choked and loudly echoing in his ears. He slowly approached her, knowing it was probable she'd run again, or lash out. But her cries remained consistent and that urged him to continue. He bent down and took her in his arms and she let him. She needed to soak up the warmth of his strong arms, and use his steady breathing in her ear to keep her grounded. He was a stranger to her, a person foreign to the affairs of her heart and a risk to trust, but in this brief moment of time, she needed him. He was a person whom she could lay her troubles on, if only for a moment and that's what mattered now.
Courtney ran along the desolate pier, her heels clacking along the wooden surface. Her breathing was heavy and she couldn't catch her breath. 'God, why was he there?' she wondered. He'd seen her. Once one person knew that she worked there.. did those horrible things.. how long would it be before everyone knew? Before AJ knew? And then he'd drink and make her stop working there. It wasn't something she enjoyed, heavens no, but A.J. was her husband. and she couldn't let him go to jail. Not for anything.
She ran a little faster, lost her footing and soon she was diving toward the ground. Her hands stopped her fall and she slowly let herself sink onto the ground. And then.. she cried. She broke down for the first time since she'd been forced into the position and she let it all out, as the night grew darker around her.
*~*~*~*
The streets of Port Charles, lit with the dimmest of streetlights, remained empty except for the casual bystander or lonely soul. Jason remained calm as he searched for the young woman he had seen run from the Oasis. He felt an unconscious need to follow her, to find her and to help her. He didn't know why but this girl, Sonny's sister, mattered to him.
*~*~*~* flashback*~*~*~*
A blonde girl walked out onto the stage of the club and she started to slowly move to the music surrounding them. Her eyes met his and he realized who she was, and apparently the same went for her. Her deer-in-the-headlights look was actually endearing, but lasted only a moment as she turned on her heel and ran off the stage and into the back room and eventually, on to the dark streets.
Jason sat at the bar, staring at the empty stage, until it registered in his mind to chase after her.
*~*~*~* end flashback*~*~*~*~
And so he was.
Soon, he came upon a dark, huddled mass of frills and golden hair, curled upon the ground. Her sobs were choked and loudly echoing in his ears. He slowly approached her, knowing it was probable she'd run again, or lash out. But her cries remained consistent and that urged him to continue. He bent down and took her in his arms and she let him. She needed to soak up the warmth of his strong arms, and use his steady breathing in her ear to keep her grounded. He was a stranger to her, a person foreign to the affairs of her heart and a risk to trust, but in this brief moment of time, she needed him. He was a person whom she could lay her troubles on, if only for a moment and that's what mattered now.