Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in this story that belong to
General Hospital. I did make up some of my own characters that will be in
the story later on. But I don't own the rights to characters such as
Carly, AJ, Sonny, Jason, etc.
A Little More Time
Chapter 1
Twenty-year-old Carly sat staring out over the icy Port Charles Lake. She had tears in her eyes but she had yet to begin crying. She had a bruise on her left cheekbone. It was normal though. She usually had a bruise to cover up every Saturday morning after her husband had come home from drinking all night and having sex with different women. She was used to it and it barely bothered her anymore. She'd been married to him when she was seventeen and the last three years of her life had been a nightmare. Well, the last two-and-a-half. The first six months, he was so sweet and gentle and she truly felt that she was in love with him. They had been married so early because AJ Quartermaine was just out of high school and so was Carly Spencer. Well, she was Carly Quartermaine now. He needed to be married off right away because he was from the most important family in Port Charles. So Carly agreed to marry him. Six months later, she knew that it was a big mistake.
She hadn't even been able to go to college because the Quartermaine family promised Carly that she would be taken care of for life and all she needed to do was produce an heir to the family. Carly knew that was all she was to Monica, Alan and Edward Quartermaine. Lila, on the other hand, loved Carly like a granddaughter. She was always there to talk to.
Carly heard a noise that brought her back to reality. She looked over to see Jason standing there in his leather jacket. Jason Morgan was the outcast of the Quartermaine family. He was a handsome twenty-one-year-old who was going to be a surgeon up until five years ago when AJ ran his head into a tree during a car crash.
Carly and Jason had loved each other but they never acted on their feelings. Carly had been in love with Jason since before she married AJ. But she had been promised everything. Jason told her that he loved her too, but he wanted her to marry AJ because of the money. But he knew now that it was a big mistake. The only people who knew that AJ beat Carly were AJ, Carly, and Jason. AJ and Carly always had to put on an act for everyone else. Carly always went along for fear that AJ would kill her if she didn't.
Carly: Hey Jason!
Jason: Hey. Oh God . . . he hit you again.
He sat down beside her.
Jason: Let me see.
He touched her face and she flinched and backed away.
Carly: No . . . no . . . it's okay. It's not as bad as it looks.
Jason: I'm sorry, Carly. I never should've told you to marry him. I could take better care of you than he can.
Carly gently touched his hand and a tear ran down her cheek.
Carly: My heart is always with you.
Jason slowly leaned in and pressed his lips to Carly's. She kissed him back. She wished to God that she could make love to Jason, but she knew that she would be caught by AJ. He had ways of finding things out.
At that moment, Jason's cell phone rang and he pulled away. They both sighed.
Carly: Let me guess. That's the mysterious mobster, Sonny Corinthos. The man I've never seen and have never met.
Jason: And you never will. I don't want you involved in my business.
Carly: I'm not even supposed to be involved with you at all. But . . . we love each other. I just wish we could be together.
Jason sighed and his phone continued to ring.
Jason: I have to take that.
Carly: I know. I have to go.
She got up and walked away. Jason answered his phone.
Carly walked into the little diner called Kelly's. Her mother, Bobbie Spencer, who had been a hooker in her younger days, was sitting at the counter. She was a nurse at General Hospital and she worked part time at the diner. Carly didn't know who her father was, but her mother had done a good job of raising her and her brother Lucas Spencer, who was just four- years-younger than Carly. He was sixteen and his father was some unknown John as well. But those days were over for Bobbie now.
Carly: Hi mama.
Bobbie: Hey honey. You need something to eat?
Carly: No. I had breakfast.
Bobbie: Oh, honey! You have a bruise!
Carly realized that she should've put more foundation on before she went into the diner.
Carly: Yeah. I know. I was in a hurry to get here this morning and I opened the door too quickly on the cab. It came back and hit me in the face.
Bobbie didn't believe her daughter, but she pretended to go along with it.
Bobbie: Okay . . .
Carly: AJ is taking me out to lunch later . . . so maybe I should go get ready.
Bobbie: No. Stay here. We haven't gotten to talk in a while. You're always at the Quartermaine's.
Carly: Believe me, I'd rather be here. They're all so rich and I just hate that.
Bobbie laughed.
Bobbie: Well, it's okay. You've got money, Carly. But you're not spoiled by it. That's what I love about you. You're just . . . a wonderful girl.
Carly grinned.
Carly: Thanks mama.
Bobbie: So, when am I going to get my first grandbaby?
Carly rolled her eyes.
Carly: Oh God! You're just as bad as them! Except I think that they're actually already making plans for education all the way up through graduate school.
Bobbie laughed.
Carly: But they care, Carly.
Carly rolled her eyes thinking, "If only you knew."
Carly: I'll see you later mom.
She kissed her mother on the cheek and headed out of the diner.
*~*
Jason walked into Sonny's penthouse in Harborview Towers. Sonny was young, only 21 years old, but he had made a life for himself when he took over Frank Smith's job, basically. He was a mobster and the head of his organization. He was smart and he had brutal turf-war tactics. If he wanted something, he'd go to any lengths to make sure he got it.
Sonny was the one who gave his friend Jason a job after the accident. Jason had no idea who he was. But when he and Sonny met, Sonny took him under his wing and taught him everything that he knows today.
Sonny: What took you so long?
Jason: Sorry man. Carly was upset.
Sonny: Ah yes . . . the infamous Carly Quartermaine. The one that I have never seen in person and I probably will never meet.
Jason laughed.
Jason: It's complicated. She's having some problems.
Sonny: Oh . . . well, I've seen Carly in pictures. I can see why you like to be around her.
Jason: We're friends. Nothing more.
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Right . . .
Jason rolled his eyes.
Jason: What did you need to see me about?
Sonny: You remember me telling you about Brenda Barrett?
Jason: Yeah . . . I think so. Your old girlfriend in high school?
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Yeah.
Jason: What about her?
Sonny: She was killed last night. She was gunned down.
Jason: What? By who?
Sonny: By Luis Alcazar.
Jason: What?! That pussy! He killed her?
Sonny: He and she must have been some kind of an item. But . . . she was heading back to Port Charles to see me. He was jealous and he killed her. The entire thing was on videotape. And now he has disappeared from their home in Florida. I think he's coming this way.
A Little More Time
Chapter 1
Twenty-year-old Carly sat staring out over the icy Port Charles Lake. She had tears in her eyes but she had yet to begin crying. She had a bruise on her left cheekbone. It was normal though. She usually had a bruise to cover up every Saturday morning after her husband had come home from drinking all night and having sex with different women. She was used to it and it barely bothered her anymore. She'd been married to him when she was seventeen and the last three years of her life had been a nightmare. Well, the last two-and-a-half. The first six months, he was so sweet and gentle and she truly felt that she was in love with him. They had been married so early because AJ Quartermaine was just out of high school and so was Carly Spencer. Well, she was Carly Quartermaine now. He needed to be married off right away because he was from the most important family in Port Charles. So Carly agreed to marry him. Six months later, she knew that it was a big mistake.
She hadn't even been able to go to college because the Quartermaine family promised Carly that she would be taken care of for life and all she needed to do was produce an heir to the family. Carly knew that was all she was to Monica, Alan and Edward Quartermaine. Lila, on the other hand, loved Carly like a granddaughter. She was always there to talk to.
Carly heard a noise that brought her back to reality. She looked over to see Jason standing there in his leather jacket. Jason Morgan was the outcast of the Quartermaine family. He was a handsome twenty-one-year-old who was going to be a surgeon up until five years ago when AJ ran his head into a tree during a car crash.
Carly and Jason had loved each other but they never acted on their feelings. Carly had been in love with Jason since before she married AJ. But she had been promised everything. Jason told her that he loved her too, but he wanted her to marry AJ because of the money. But he knew now that it was a big mistake. The only people who knew that AJ beat Carly were AJ, Carly, and Jason. AJ and Carly always had to put on an act for everyone else. Carly always went along for fear that AJ would kill her if she didn't.
Carly: Hey Jason!
Jason: Hey. Oh God . . . he hit you again.
He sat down beside her.
Jason: Let me see.
He touched her face and she flinched and backed away.
Carly: No . . . no . . . it's okay. It's not as bad as it looks.
Jason: I'm sorry, Carly. I never should've told you to marry him. I could take better care of you than he can.
Carly gently touched his hand and a tear ran down her cheek.
Carly: My heart is always with you.
Jason slowly leaned in and pressed his lips to Carly's. She kissed him back. She wished to God that she could make love to Jason, but she knew that she would be caught by AJ. He had ways of finding things out.
At that moment, Jason's cell phone rang and he pulled away. They both sighed.
Carly: Let me guess. That's the mysterious mobster, Sonny Corinthos. The man I've never seen and have never met.
Jason: And you never will. I don't want you involved in my business.
Carly: I'm not even supposed to be involved with you at all. But . . . we love each other. I just wish we could be together.
Jason sighed and his phone continued to ring.
Jason: I have to take that.
Carly: I know. I have to go.
She got up and walked away. Jason answered his phone.
Carly walked into the little diner called Kelly's. Her mother, Bobbie Spencer, who had been a hooker in her younger days, was sitting at the counter. She was a nurse at General Hospital and she worked part time at the diner. Carly didn't know who her father was, but her mother had done a good job of raising her and her brother Lucas Spencer, who was just four- years-younger than Carly. He was sixteen and his father was some unknown John as well. But those days were over for Bobbie now.
Carly: Hi mama.
Bobbie: Hey honey. You need something to eat?
Carly: No. I had breakfast.
Bobbie: Oh, honey! You have a bruise!
Carly realized that she should've put more foundation on before she went into the diner.
Carly: Yeah. I know. I was in a hurry to get here this morning and I opened the door too quickly on the cab. It came back and hit me in the face.
Bobbie didn't believe her daughter, but she pretended to go along with it.
Bobbie: Okay . . .
Carly: AJ is taking me out to lunch later . . . so maybe I should go get ready.
Bobbie: No. Stay here. We haven't gotten to talk in a while. You're always at the Quartermaine's.
Carly: Believe me, I'd rather be here. They're all so rich and I just hate that.
Bobbie laughed.
Bobbie: Well, it's okay. You've got money, Carly. But you're not spoiled by it. That's what I love about you. You're just . . . a wonderful girl.
Carly grinned.
Carly: Thanks mama.
Bobbie: So, when am I going to get my first grandbaby?
Carly rolled her eyes.
Carly: Oh God! You're just as bad as them! Except I think that they're actually already making plans for education all the way up through graduate school.
Bobbie laughed.
Carly: But they care, Carly.
Carly rolled her eyes thinking, "If only you knew."
Carly: I'll see you later mom.
She kissed her mother on the cheek and headed out of the diner.
*~*
Jason walked into Sonny's penthouse in Harborview Towers. Sonny was young, only 21 years old, but he had made a life for himself when he took over Frank Smith's job, basically. He was a mobster and the head of his organization. He was smart and he had brutal turf-war tactics. If he wanted something, he'd go to any lengths to make sure he got it.
Sonny was the one who gave his friend Jason a job after the accident. Jason had no idea who he was. But when he and Sonny met, Sonny took him under his wing and taught him everything that he knows today.
Sonny: What took you so long?
Jason: Sorry man. Carly was upset.
Sonny: Ah yes . . . the infamous Carly Quartermaine. The one that I have never seen in person and I probably will never meet.
Jason laughed.
Jason: It's complicated. She's having some problems.
Sonny: Oh . . . well, I've seen Carly in pictures. I can see why you like to be around her.
Jason: We're friends. Nothing more.
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Right . . .
Jason rolled his eyes.
Jason: What did you need to see me about?
Sonny: You remember me telling you about Brenda Barrett?
Jason: Yeah . . . I think so. Your old girlfriend in high school?
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Yeah.
Jason: What about her?
Sonny: She was killed last night. She was gunned down.
Jason: What? By who?
Sonny: By Luis Alcazar.
Jason: What?! That pussy! He killed her?
Sonny: He and she must have been some kind of an item. But . . . she was heading back to Port Charles to see me. He was jealous and he killed her. The entire thing was on videotape. And now he has disappeared from their home in Florida. I think he's coming this way.