My Life Closed Twice
Chapter 22: Princess in a Tower
Disclaimer: General Hospital and all its characters belong to ABC, Disney, etc.
Author's Notes: Thanks to my faithful beta reader. Please read and review!
Everybody froze.
"Kristina it is such a nice day. Don't you want to spend the afternoon outside rather in a hospital?" Mom tried.
Jax jumped in with "I thought I would take my favorite women shopping."
Even Skye got in on the act, "Then tonight Jax and I could take you over to the main house for the big Q family dinner."
"And a partridge in a pear tree," Mr. Spencer said in a singsong voice.
"Mom, I have spent enough time outside this morning. Jax, you hate shopping and you contradicted Mom. Skye, I think I can be back in time for dinner. Mr. Spencer, it's not Christmas and they aren't my true love."
"Christmas in July," Mr. Spencer responded.
"It's June," I pointed out. Why did I even get in these bizarre conversations with him?
By this time the protesters had re-grouped. "Kristina it would be better if you stayed here," Mom said.
"Why?" I asked. OK I had a pretty good idea why they wanted me to stay here. I just wanted to hear them say it.
"It would be safer for you," Jax said.
"Safer for me to what?" I asked.
"Safer for you to have nothing more to do with Michael," Mom finally managed.
"Do you mean Michael or Mr. Corinthos?" I asked.
"Both," Mom responded. "As long as Michael is in Sonny's life he is a target."
"It's too late. Michael is my friend and I keep my friends," I told her.
"As long as you are alive it is never too late. Sonny is dangerous," Mom said.
"I want to visit Michael, not his father," I pointed out.
"I want you to stay here," Mom said.
"For how long? Days? Weeks? Months?" I asked.
Mom looked away.
"You gave us all a big scare yesterday," Jax said.
"I wasn't even hurt," I stated for what seemed like the thousandth time.
"How close did that bullet come? You are not indestructible," Jax argued.
"Don't you think I know how close the bullet came? I was there; I was the one to call the ambulance. I refuse to live in fear though," I stated.
"I just want you to live," Mom said.
"I am not Aunt Kristina Mom. I am fine and I want to go visit my friend," I said.
"Your Aunt Kristina hardly knew Sonny and she was killed just because she was in his warehouse," Mom responded.
"And Dad was killed in our apartment," I said softly. I could see the pain in Mom's eyes, the shock in Jax's, and the pity in Skye's. I didn't want to have to resort to it, but I wasn't about to get locked in a tower either.
I went over to Mom, "I can't spend the rest of my life living locked away in a tower. I won't. I'm sorry you were scared yesterday. I'm sorry Aunt Kristina died. However, I am not going to be punished when I didn't do anything wrong."
"I'm sure he's just sleeping today. Barbra Jean can tell him anything you want. You can go by and see him later," Mr. Spencer offered a compromise.
I could see the hope in Mom's face. I didn't want to let her down, but this was too important. She had to learn that I wasn't ten anymore. So far she had won every battle. We had come here because she had spoken. We stayed because she responded to these people. I was left out of planning sessions because she didn't want me to know. I had let her get away with it. Found a way to work around her wishes when necessary, looked the other way when it wasn't. I just couldn't this time.
"No," I said firmly. "I am going to the hospital to see my friend."
Everyone watched Mom and me. The immutable force meets the immovable object. Dad always said I took after Mom. Unfortunately he was right. We were both stubborn and would fight for what we believed was right.
"If you send her to her room she is just going to climb out a window," Mr. Spencer observed.
He was wrong of course. I would sneak down the back stairs.
"I want you safe" She sounded so tired.
"You can't always get what you want," I told her. It was a truism she and Dad had taught me long ago. I had wanted dinner with Dad. I got a coffin. I wanted Mom to tell me stories. I got silence.
Mom finally nodded her head. I gave her a hug, "It's going to be OK."
I gave Jax a hug also and told him and Skye to wait for me. I would take that ride to the Q family dinner tonight.
Ms. Spencer and I didn't talk during the ride to the hospital. When we got there she headed straight for the elevator. Obviously Ms. Spencer had already been in contact with someone today.
We got off on the same floor we had spent last night waiting for news. Ms. Spencer lead the way down the corridors and through the doors marked ICU. I stayed by the observation window as Ms. Spencer went inside and talked to Mrs. Corinthos.
The same guy who had been across the hall from Mr. Morgan's door yesterday was now in the family waiting room. His presence was a mute testimony to the reason I had just had a fight with my mother.
"What is she doing here?" Mrs. Corinthos snapped.
Chapter 22: Princess in a Tower
Disclaimer: General Hospital and all its characters belong to ABC, Disney, etc.
Author's Notes: Thanks to my faithful beta reader. Please read and review!
Everybody froze.
"Kristina it is such a nice day. Don't you want to spend the afternoon outside rather in a hospital?" Mom tried.
Jax jumped in with "I thought I would take my favorite women shopping."
Even Skye got in on the act, "Then tonight Jax and I could take you over to the main house for the big Q family dinner."
"And a partridge in a pear tree," Mr. Spencer said in a singsong voice.
"Mom, I have spent enough time outside this morning. Jax, you hate shopping and you contradicted Mom. Skye, I think I can be back in time for dinner. Mr. Spencer, it's not Christmas and they aren't my true love."
"Christmas in July," Mr. Spencer responded.
"It's June," I pointed out. Why did I even get in these bizarre conversations with him?
By this time the protesters had re-grouped. "Kristina it would be better if you stayed here," Mom said.
"Why?" I asked. OK I had a pretty good idea why they wanted me to stay here. I just wanted to hear them say it.
"It would be safer for you," Jax said.
"Safer for me to what?" I asked.
"Safer for you to have nothing more to do with Michael," Mom finally managed.
"Do you mean Michael or Mr. Corinthos?" I asked.
"Both," Mom responded. "As long as Michael is in Sonny's life he is a target."
"It's too late. Michael is my friend and I keep my friends," I told her.
"As long as you are alive it is never too late. Sonny is dangerous," Mom said.
"I want to visit Michael, not his father," I pointed out.
"I want you to stay here," Mom said.
"For how long? Days? Weeks? Months?" I asked.
Mom looked away.
"You gave us all a big scare yesterday," Jax said.
"I wasn't even hurt," I stated for what seemed like the thousandth time.
"How close did that bullet come? You are not indestructible," Jax argued.
"Don't you think I know how close the bullet came? I was there; I was the one to call the ambulance. I refuse to live in fear though," I stated.
"I just want you to live," Mom said.
"I am not Aunt Kristina Mom. I am fine and I want to go visit my friend," I said.
"Your Aunt Kristina hardly knew Sonny and she was killed just because she was in his warehouse," Mom responded.
"And Dad was killed in our apartment," I said softly. I could see the pain in Mom's eyes, the shock in Jax's, and the pity in Skye's. I didn't want to have to resort to it, but I wasn't about to get locked in a tower either.
I went over to Mom, "I can't spend the rest of my life living locked away in a tower. I won't. I'm sorry you were scared yesterday. I'm sorry Aunt Kristina died. However, I am not going to be punished when I didn't do anything wrong."
"I'm sure he's just sleeping today. Barbra Jean can tell him anything you want. You can go by and see him later," Mr. Spencer offered a compromise.
I could see the hope in Mom's face. I didn't want to let her down, but this was too important. She had to learn that I wasn't ten anymore. So far she had won every battle. We had come here because she had spoken. We stayed because she responded to these people. I was left out of planning sessions because she didn't want me to know. I had let her get away with it. Found a way to work around her wishes when necessary, looked the other way when it wasn't. I just couldn't this time.
"No," I said firmly. "I am going to the hospital to see my friend."
Everyone watched Mom and me. The immutable force meets the immovable object. Dad always said I took after Mom. Unfortunately he was right. We were both stubborn and would fight for what we believed was right.
"If you send her to her room she is just going to climb out a window," Mr. Spencer observed.
He was wrong of course. I would sneak down the back stairs.
"I want you safe" She sounded so tired.
"You can't always get what you want," I told her. It was a truism she and Dad had taught me long ago. I had wanted dinner with Dad. I got a coffin. I wanted Mom to tell me stories. I got silence.
Mom finally nodded her head. I gave her a hug, "It's going to be OK."
I gave Jax a hug also and told him and Skye to wait for me. I would take that ride to the Q family dinner tonight.
Ms. Spencer and I didn't talk during the ride to the hospital. When we got there she headed straight for the elevator. Obviously Ms. Spencer had already been in contact with someone today.
We got off on the same floor we had spent last night waiting for news. Ms. Spencer lead the way down the corridors and through the doors marked ICU. I stayed by the observation window as Ms. Spencer went inside and talked to Mrs. Corinthos.
The same guy who had been across the hall from Mr. Morgan's door yesterday was now in the family waiting room. His presence was a mute testimony to the reason I had just had a fight with my mother.
"What is she doing here?" Mrs. Corinthos snapped.