Man in the Mirror
Chapter 2: Flash of Light
Flashes of light take away my sight and I don't know why, don't even know
why, but she's all I can see, with this flash of light.
Courtney Whistled for Rosie and she came to her call. Jason smiled at them as Courtney knelt down to pet her dog. Courtney attached a leash to Rosie's red collar and stood up. Jason casually laced his fingers with hers. They started a conversation quietly. Looks of envy struck the faces of spectators, it was so apparent that these to were head over heels for each other. The look in his eyes. Her smiling face. The way their hands fit so perfectly together. Just then Jason's cell rang.
"yeah?. Where at?. Why?. what do you need me to do?. alright I'll be there as soon as possible." He said, then hanging up his phone.
"I." he started before he was interrupted
"You have to go, I know I know, this always happens when things are going perfectly I'm used to it. heck I've come to expect, I'll see Ya later honey" she said mockingly.
"Courtney, you know that if I could stay I would, I love you" he said
"Oh, but of course I know I hear it all the time. Just when I get to spend some time with you, you have to go to work." She said, the first part with sarcasm.
"We'll talk about this later" he said kissing her forehead.
"Later, there is one word that can mean anything coming from you. I'm sorry Jason, but I'm just really sick of you being married to your work instead of me. We will finish this later." She said
He nodded and walked off. She suddenly felt so cold, as if the chill of the winter had finally caught up with her now that she was alone. She hated being alone.
"Come on Rosie." She said, taking her dogs leash in her hand again.
************************Jason and sonny on the docks**********************
"so, what do you need?" Jason asked, no emotion what so ever.
"We got a guy who is planning to take me out, and I am not going to put myself or my family in danger like that so we need to take him out first. His name is Brian, he is posing as a cop but that's just a cover-up, he's really trying to move drugs through my territory. Can you do that for me?" Sonny asked knowing the answer.
"Yeah, just tell me where and when" Jason said plainly.
****************************Brian's hotel room**************************
Jason waited for the most perfect moment. When he found it, he knocked on the door. Brian answered it and got a cocky look on his face.
"Oh what a pleasant surprise, PC's favorite criminal!" he said with false happiness.
"Cut the crap. You've been messing with the wrong people Brian, we can't have that. Now get in there and close the door now!" he said in a quiet but aggressive and firm voice.
At first Brian wasn't going to do so, But when Jason shoved the pistol with silencer in his face he changed his mind. He told him to sit in a chair while he duct taped his feet and hands together.
"Any last words?" he asked mockingly.
"Go to Hell!" Brian hissed.
"Nice choice." Jason said sarcastically.
He then taped his mouth shut and threw him on the ground. He put a pillow over the back of Brian's head Pressed the gun to it and let it rest. He wanted him to always remember this moment as the moment that he messed with the wrong person and got his lesson.
"With love, from Sonny Corinthos!" he leaned down and whispered in his ear
He straightened up and pulled the trigger. The job was done. He cleaned up anything that could possibly be used as evidence, and then left, knowing that no had seen him. On his way out he called Sonny to tell him that it was a success. He got onto his motorcycle then and left. Out of no where, a flash of a memory pounded him. It felt like something inside of his head had exploded he almost wreck the bike and for some reason, all he could think of was this girl, dark skinned with curly hair, she had nice shapely lips and deep brown eyes. She was blowing out candles on some kind of cake. Then just as suddenly as the flash had some, it left, along wit the pain it had caused him. He gained control of the bike, and wondered what that memory was.
Courtney Whistled for Rosie and she came to her call. Jason smiled at them as Courtney knelt down to pet her dog. Courtney attached a leash to Rosie's red collar and stood up. Jason casually laced his fingers with hers. They started a conversation quietly. Looks of envy struck the faces of spectators, it was so apparent that these to were head over heels for each other. The look in his eyes. Her smiling face. The way their hands fit so perfectly together. Just then Jason's cell rang.
"yeah?. Where at?. Why?. what do you need me to do?. alright I'll be there as soon as possible." He said, then hanging up his phone.
"I." he started before he was interrupted
"You have to go, I know I know, this always happens when things are going perfectly I'm used to it. heck I've come to expect, I'll see Ya later honey" she said mockingly.
"Courtney, you know that if I could stay I would, I love you" he said
"Oh, but of course I know I hear it all the time. Just when I get to spend some time with you, you have to go to work." She said, the first part with sarcasm.
"We'll talk about this later" he said kissing her forehead.
"Later, there is one word that can mean anything coming from you. I'm sorry Jason, but I'm just really sick of you being married to your work instead of me. We will finish this later." She said
He nodded and walked off. She suddenly felt so cold, as if the chill of the winter had finally caught up with her now that she was alone. She hated being alone.
"Come on Rosie." She said, taking her dogs leash in her hand again.
************************Jason and sonny on the docks**********************
"so, what do you need?" Jason asked, no emotion what so ever.
"We got a guy who is planning to take me out, and I am not going to put myself or my family in danger like that so we need to take him out first. His name is Brian, he is posing as a cop but that's just a cover-up, he's really trying to move drugs through my territory. Can you do that for me?" Sonny asked knowing the answer.
"Yeah, just tell me where and when" Jason said plainly.
****************************Brian's hotel room**************************
Jason waited for the most perfect moment. When he found it, he knocked on the door. Brian answered it and got a cocky look on his face.
"Oh what a pleasant surprise, PC's favorite criminal!" he said with false happiness.
"Cut the crap. You've been messing with the wrong people Brian, we can't have that. Now get in there and close the door now!" he said in a quiet but aggressive and firm voice.
At first Brian wasn't going to do so, But when Jason shoved the pistol with silencer in his face he changed his mind. He told him to sit in a chair while he duct taped his feet and hands together.
"Any last words?" he asked mockingly.
"Go to Hell!" Brian hissed.
"Nice choice." Jason said sarcastically.
He then taped his mouth shut and threw him on the ground. He put a pillow over the back of Brian's head Pressed the gun to it and let it rest. He wanted him to always remember this moment as the moment that he messed with the wrong person and got his lesson.
"With love, from Sonny Corinthos!" he leaned down and whispered in his ear
He straightened up and pulled the trigger. The job was done. He cleaned up anything that could possibly be used as evidence, and then left, knowing that no had seen him. On his way out he called Sonny to tell him that it was a success. He got onto his motorcycle then and left. Out of no where, a flash of a memory pounded him. It felt like something inside of his head had exploded he almost wreck the bike and for some reason, all he could think of was this girl, dark skinned with curly hair, she had nice shapely lips and deep brown eyes. She was blowing out candles on some kind of cake. Then just as suddenly as the flash had some, it left, along wit the pain it had caused him. He gained control of the bike, and wondered what that memory was.