My ex-best friend was standing there. I motioned for him to come in. Jason walked in and sat down, ignoring Chris and me. I walked over to the ottoman and sat down, and pulled Chris down next to me. We all sat in silence for at least twenty minutes.
"Is there a reason you came, Jason, or do you have a psychotic obsession with this place?" I said quietly.
"I'm sorry Carly. I didn't mean to shoot him. He pulled a gun on me because I wouldn't accept him marrying Alexis. I refused to be his best man at the wedding." Jason said, staring at the ground.
"Why did you do-" I stopped talking quickly. I knew that Jason hadn't agreed because he thought of Sonny and I being the perfect couple. I get up and go to Sonny's desk. I pick up the first paper, which was the cover sheet of a fax. I look at where it is from, which is Greece. I put it in my purse, meaning to look at it later. "Jase, it's okay. I mean, wasn't I the one who asked for a divorce? I had to go to Paris, then Pine Valley so that I could talk to Gillian Lavery. We spent a lot of time together. She taught me how to be a proper Princess."
"So are you upset that I killed him?" Jason asked, getting up and standing next to me.
"Yes, I am upset that he died. But not that you killed him. Jase, if anyone ever hurt you, I would be devestated. I mean, you are my best friend, after all. But I was in love with him, if not for a while. I would be hurt if AJ ever got hurt. When I was gone, I was glad that AJ would be able to know his father. I want to make amends with AJ. At least he is sober." When I said that, I knew it was wrong.
"Carly, AJ has been drinking. In fact, he is at GH right now for alcohol poisoning." Chris said.
I sit down and say "Who has Michael?"
"Um, well, at the moment, Skye Quartermaine does." Chris said. I sighed with relief, and heard the question "You trust Skye?"
"More than AJ or Ned, that is. At least Skye was always nice to me." I think back to when I still lived here. "In case you two never noticed, Skye and I were close friends. We always went shopping together." I say, thinking about happier times. Just then, Jason's cell phone rang.
"Carly, Chris, I have to go. Robin needs me." Jason says, walking out the door, leaving Chris and me behind. I lie down on the sofa.
"Do you need a good psychiatrist, Carly? I'm sure Kevin would come help you out." Chris teased. I picked up a pillow and threw it at him.
"Ha ha ha, funny, Chris. Maybe you need Kevin. You are the one in love with your best frind." I say, laughing.
Chris throws the pillow back at me. I throw it back. A few mnutes later, we are having an all-out pillow fight. I hit him in the face with one, and he comes chasing after me. I run upstairs and go into the guestroom. "You can't get me noe, Chris!" I call out to him.
"Yes, I can, Carly." he yells back. "I'll get you, my pretty, and your little dog, too." I start laughing hysterically.
"Chris, this is sooooooo funny!" I laugh. I hear him laughing and say "Well, are we upset that we can't get to our prey, Chris?" I lock the door, and go sit down. When I came in, I thought it was the guestroom, but it was my old bedroom. I look around and start to sob. I go into my bathroom and grab a tissue and wipr my eyes. I open the door, and go outside. "Where's Chris?" I wonder outloud. I'm just standing there when I get tackled.
I scream "Chris Ramsey! How dare you-" Chris shuts me up by passionately kissing me.
"Is there a reason you came, Jason, or do you have a psychotic obsession with this place?" I said quietly.
"I'm sorry Carly. I didn't mean to shoot him. He pulled a gun on me because I wouldn't accept him marrying Alexis. I refused to be his best man at the wedding." Jason said, staring at the ground.
"Why did you do-" I stopped talking quickly. I knew that Jason hadn't agreed because he thought of Sonny and I being the perfect couple. I get up and go to Sonny's desk. I pick up the first paper, which was the cover sheet of a fax. I look at where it is from, which is Greece. I put it in my purse, meaning to look at it later. "Jase, it's okay. I mean, wasn't I the one who asked for a divorce? I had to go to Paris, then Pine Valley so that I could talk to Gillian Lavery. We spent a lot of time together. She taught me how to be a proper Princess."
"So are you upset that I killed him?" Jason asked, getting up and standing next to me.
"Yes, I am upset that he died. But not that you killed him. Jase, if anyone ever hurt you, I would be devestated. I mean, you are my best friend, after all. But I was in love with him, if not for a while. I would be hurt if AJ ever got hurt. When I was gone, I was glad that AJ would be able to know his father. I want to make amends with AJ. At least he is sober." When I said that, I knew it was wrong.
"Carly, AJ has been drinking. In fact, he is at GH right now for alcohol poisoning." Chris said.
I sit down and say "Who has Michael?"
"Um, well, at the moment, Skye Quartermaine does." Chris said. I sighed with relief, and heard the question "You trust Skye?"
"More than AJ or Ned, that is. At least Skye was always nice to me." I think back to when I still lived here. "In case you two never noticed, Skye and I were close friends. We always went shopping together." I say, thinking about happier times. Just then, Jason's cell phone rang.
"Carly, Chris, I have to go. Robin needs me." Jason says, walking out the door, leaving Chris and me behind. I lie down on the sofa.
"Do you need a good psychiatrist, Carly? I'm sure Kevin would come help you out." Chris teased. I picked up a pillow and threw it at him.
"Ha ha ha, funny, Chris. Maybe you need Kevin. You are the one in love with your best frind." I say, laughing.
Chris throws the pillow back at me. I throw it back. A few mnutes later, we are having an all-out pillow fight. I hit him in the face with one, and he comes chasing after me. I run upstairs and go into the guestroom. "You can't get me noe, Chris!" I call out to him.
"Yes, I can, Carly." he yells back. "I'll get you, my pretty, and your little dog, too." I start laughing hysterically.
"Chris, this is sooooooo funny!" I laugh. I hear him laughing and say "Well, are we upset that we can't get to our prey, Chris?" I lock the door, and go sit down. When I came in, I thought it was the guestroom, but it was my old bedroom. I look around and start to sob. I go into my bathroom and grab a tissue and wipr my eyes. I open the door, and go outside. "Where's Chris?" I wonder outloud. I'm just standing there when I get tackled.
I scream "Chris Ramsey! How dare you-" Chris shuts me up by passionately kissing me.