Chapter 4
Jason saw Carly sitting at a table at Jake's. He walked over to her. She was drinking a glass of something.
Jason: You shouldn't be drinking when you're so upset.
Carly: It's just water.
Jason: Did he hurt you again?
He saw the blood that was dried above her cheek.
Jason: I'll kill him!
Carly: No. Sit down.
Jason slowly sat down.
Carly: I have an hour and a half before I have to be back there. Just make it last, okay? I don't want to argue. I just want someone to talk to.
Jason: You can't let him do this to you.
Carly: I fought back with him but he pushed me harder.
Jason: He raped you didn't he?
Carly looked away in shame. She had tears in her eyes.
Jason: Didn't he?!
Carly: Yes . . .
Jason banged his fist on the table.
Carly: Listen to me. Just . . . you gotta listen to me, okay? If I leave him, he's going to hurt my family. He threatened to kill Bobbie. So . . . I'm sure he'd do the same thing if he knew you knew. Just . . . don't do anything, Jason. Promise me.
Jason: I love you, Carly! I love you and I can't let him do this to you!
Carly: I love you too, Jason. But . . . we can't be together because he's going to kill my mother if I don't stay with him.
Jason took Carly's hands in his.
Carly: And I'm pregnant.
Jason: Oh my God.
Carly: I know . . . I don't want this baby.
Jason: You're going to get rid of it?
Carly shook her head.
Carly: But I don't want to have his baby. I can't do it.
Jason stood up and pulled Carly up.
Jason: Come here.
He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. She winced from the pain a little but Jason didn't hear her.
Jason: I want to take care of you. Come on.
Jason took Carly's hand and led her upstairs. They got into his room and she sat down on his bed. He walked into his bathroom and came back out with some peroxide and a wash cloth. Jason sat down on the bed beside Carly. He put some of the peroxide onto the cloth and dabbed it on Carly's cheek. She hissed in surprise and jumped back.
Jason: It's okay. That means it's getting better.
Carly sighed. She took her coat off and noticed that bruises from AJ's hands were forming on her arms.
Jason: God, what's he done to you?
Carly lifted her shirt to show him the bruises she had all over her back and abdomen.
Jason: Oh my God. Carly, you should've . . .
Carly: I couldn't do anything about it. He's got me on a leash, Jase. He's trying to choke me.
Jason: I won't let that happen to you.
Carly: You've always been here for me, Jason. That's one of the reasons why I love you. You've never let me down.
Jason put the peroxide and the cloth away. He leaned in and kissed Carly. It felt so good to be kissed like that. The kisses she got from AJ were always rough and sloppy. But this was gentle and sweet. She wanted to be with Jason. She had always wanted him but she never got to be with him. This was it. She was finally going to get to be with the man she loved.
*~*
Carly got out of bed slowly. Jason was sleeping at her side. She pulled her clothes on and looked at the clock. She had fifteen minutes to get home. She had to hurry. She grabbed her purse and silently left Jason's room above Jake's and headed to the Quartermaine mansion.
Being with Jason had been more than she had ever dreamed. She couldn't help but smile when she thought about him. But then there was who he worked for. He worked for a mobster. A mobster whom she didn't even know. She didn't even know what he looked like. There weren't any pictures in the paper of him recently.
She wasn't even looking at where she was going when she slipped on a section of ice and fell down onto her knees. She heard a car stop beside where she was on the ground. She saw somebody get out. It was a tall, dark, handsome man.
Sonny: You okay?
Carly: I'm fine.
Sonny: You need help?
Carly: Not from you.
Sonny: Oh. Of course. You know who I am so you don't want my help. Fine.
He started to turn away.
Carly: Wait! I don't even know who you are . . . but I need a ride home.
Sonny helped her up and he led her to the limo. They both got in.
Sonny: Johnny, take us to the Quartermaine mansion.
Johnny nodded and Carly glanced at Sonny.
Carly: Excuse me? How do you know . . .
Sonny: I know who you are, Mrs. Quartermaine. Why were you out there? A snowstorm is coming in.
Carly: I was going home.
Sonny: You should've got a cab.
Carly: Well, you showed up. I guess it's my lucky day.
She rolled her eyes.
Carly: Who are you?
Sonny: Sonny Corinthos. That's why I thought you told me you didn't want my help.
Carly's eyes went wide.
Carly: You're Sonny Corinthos?
Sonny flashed his butter-melting dimples.
Sonny: In the flesh. The one and only. However you want to put it.
Carly: Oh my God. Jason didn't tell me that . . .
Sonny: That what?
Carly: Never mind.
Jason never told Carly about the fact that Sonny was fucking hot! Of course, Jason wasn't attracted to Sonny so how could he have told her that.
Carly: So you're Jason's boss?
Sonny: Yes. He didn't want me to meet you and he didn't want you to meet me.
Carly nodded.
Carly: He didn't want me to get involved in the business.
Sonny: He's a good man.
Carly grinned.
Carly: I know.
Sonny: So, what does a married woman like you want to do with Jason?
Carly: He's my best friend.
Sonny: I see.
Carly: What's a mobster like you want to know about it?
Sonny: Oh that was a nice one.
Carly rolled her eyes.
Carly: Okay, this is great. Wonderful. Can you let me out now?
Sonny: It looked like you were in a hurry to get home. I can get you there faster than if you're walking.
Carly: Fine. Fine!
They continued to ride along.
Sonny: So, how's the married life?
Carly: Why the hell do you care?
Sonny: Just wondering. I've never been married, myself.
Carly: I wonder why? I should tell Jason that his boss is pushy and nosy.
Sonny: Oh he already knows that.
Carly rolled her eyes again.
Sonny: You look like you've been dragged down the street on your face.
Carly: Excuse me?
Sonny: Your bruises. Does that pig hit you?
Carly: It's none of your business.
Sonny: You're the woman that my friend is running to when you need help. It's somewhat my business.
Carly: Look, he drinks.
Sonny: Don't make excuses for him. If I ever saw him lay a hand on a woman, I'd kick his ass.
Carly: Sonny, don't worry about it. It doesn't concern you.
The limo stopped.
Johnny: We're here.
Carly opened the door to the limo.
Carly: Thanks for the ride.
Sonny gently put his hand on Carly's arm and handed her a card.
Sonny: I'm serious. Here's my address and phone number. If you ever need anything . . . don't hesitate.
Carly glanced at Sonny for a moment and then she took the card.
Carly: Again . . . thanks for the ride.
She shut the limo's door and headed up to the Quartermaine mansion. She saw AJ waiting for her on the porch. She wasn't late, but she knew that he'd try to say she was.
Sonny watched from the limo as Carly headed inside with the bastard that she was married to.
Johnny drove off and Sonny hoped that Carly was going to be okay.
Jason saw Carly sitting at a table at Jake's. He walked over to her. She was drinking a glass of something.
Jason: You shouldn't be drinking when you're so upset.
Carly: It's just water.
Jason: Did he hurt you again?
He saw the blood that was dried above her cheek.
Jason: I'll kill him!
Carly: No. Sit down.
Jason slowly sat down.
Carly: I have an hour and a half before I have to be back there. Just make it last, okay? I don't want to argue. I just want someone to talk to.
Jason: You can't let him do this to you.
Carly: I fought back with him but he pushed me harder.
Jason: He raped you didn't he?
Carly looked away in shame. She had tears in her eyes.
Jason: Didn't he?!
Carly: Yes . . .
Jason banged his fist on the table.
Carly: Listen to me. Just . . . you gotta listen to me, okay? If I leave him, he's going to hurt my family. He threatened to kill Bobbie. So . . . I'm sure he'd do the same thing if he knew you knew. Just . . . don't do anything, Jason. Promise me.
Jason: I love you, Carly! I love you and I can't let him do this to you!
Carly: I love you too, Jason. But . . . we can't be together because he's going to kill my mother if I don't stay with him.
Jason took Carly's hands in his.
Carly: And I'm pregnant.
Jason: Oh my God.
Carly: I know . . . I don't want this baby.
Jason: You're going to get rid of it?
Carly shook her head.
Carly: But I don't want to have his baby. I can't do it.
Jason stood up and pulled Carly up.
Jason: Come here.
He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. She winced from the pain a little but Jason didn't hear her.
Jason: I want to take care of you. Come on.
Jason took Carly's hand and led her upstairs. They got into his room and she sat down on his bed. He walked into his bathroom and came back out with some peroxide and a wash cloth. Jason sat down on the bed beside Carly. He put some of the peroxide onto the cloth and dabbed it on Carly's cheek. She hissed in surprise and jumped back.
Jason: It's okay. That means it's getting better.
Carly sighed. She took her coat off and noticed that bruises from AJ's hands were forming on her arms.
Jason: God, what's he done to you?
Carly lifted her shirt to show him the bruises she had all over her back and abdomen.
Jason: Oh my God. Carly, you should've . . .
Carly: I couldn't do anything about it. He's got me on a leash, Jase. He's trying to choke me.
Jason: I won't let that happen to you.
Carly: You've always been here for me, Jason. That's one of the reasons why I love you. You've never let me down.
Jason put the peroxide and the cloth away. He leaned in and kissed Carly. It felt so good to be kissed like that. The kisses she got from AJ were always rough and sloppy. But this was gentle and sweet. She wanted to be with Jason. She had always wanted him but she never got to be with him. This was it. She was finally going to get to be with the man she loved.
*~*
Carly got out of bed slowly. Jason was sleeping at her side. She pulled her clothes on and looked at the clock. She had fifteen minutes to get home. She had to hurry. She grabbed her purse and silently left Jason's room above Jake's and headed to the Quartermaine mansion.
Being with Jason had been more than she had ever dreamed. She couldn't help but smile when she thought about him. But then there was who he worked for. He worked for a mobster. A mobster whom she didn't even know. She didn't even know what he looked like. There weren't any pictures in the paper of him recently.
She wasn't even looking at where she was going when she slipped on a section of ice and fell down onto her knees. She heard a car stop beside where she was on the ground. She saw somebody get out. It was a tall, dark, handsome man.
Sonny: You okay?
Carly: I'm fine.
Sonny: You need help?
Carly: Not from you.
Sonny: Oh. Of course. You know who I am so you don't want my help. Fine.
He started to turn away.
Carly: Wait! I don't even know who you are . . . but I need a ride home.
Sonny helped her up and he led her to the limo. They both got in.
Sonny: Johnny, take us to the Quartermaine mansion.
Johnny nodded and Carly glanced at Sonny.
Carly: Excuse me? How do you know . . .
Sonny: I know who you are, Mrs. Quartermaine. Why were you out there? A snowstorm is coming in.
Carly: I was going home.
Sonny: You should've got a cab.
Carly: Well, you showed up. I guess it's my lucky day.
She rolled her eyes.
Carly: Who are you?
Sonny: Sonny Corinthos. That's why I thought you told me you didn't want my help.
Carly's eyes went wide.
Carly: You're Sonny Corinthos?
Sonny flashed his butter-melting dimples.
Sonny: In the flesh. The one and only. However you want to put it.
Carly: Oh my God. Jason didn't tell me that . . .
Sonny: That what?
Carly: Never mind.
Jason never told Carly about the fact that Sonny was fucking hot! Of course, Jason wasn't attracted to Sonny so how could he have told her that.
Carly: So you're Jason's boss?
Sonny: Yes. He didn't want me to meet you and he didn't want you to meet me.
Carly nodded.
Carly: He didn't want me to get involved in the business.
Sonny: He's a good man.
Carly grinned.
Carly: I know.
Sonny: So, what does a married woman like you want to do with Jason?
Carly: He's my best friend.
Sonny: I see.
Carly: What's a mobster like you want to know about it?
Sonny: Oh that was a nice one.
Carly rolled her eyes.
Carly: Okay, this is great. Wonderful. Can you let me out now?
Sonny: It looked like you were in a hurry to get home. I can get you there faster than if you're walking.
Carly: Fine. Fine!
They continued to ride along.
Sonny: So, how's the married life?
Carly: Why the hell do you care?
Sonny: Just wondering. I've never been married, myself.
Carly: I wonder why? I should tell Jason that his boss is pushy and nosy.
Sonny: Oh he already knows that.
Carly rolled her eyes again.
Sonny: You look like you've been dragged down the street on your face.
Carly: Excuse me?
Sonny: Your bruises. Does that pig hit you?
Carly: It's none of your business.
Sonny: You're the woman that my friend is running to when you need help. It's somewhat my business.
Carly: Look, he drinks.
Sonny: Don't make excuses for him. If I ever saw him lay a hand on a woman, I'd kick his ass.
Carly: Sonny, don't worry about it. It doesn't concern you.
The limo stopped.
Johnny: We're here.
Carly opened the door to the limo.
Carly: Thanks for the ride.
Sonny gently put his hand on Carly's arm and handed her a card.
Sonny: I'm serious. Here's my address and phone number. If you ever need anything . . . don't hesitate.
Carly glanced at Sonny for a moment and then she took the card.
Carly: Again . . . thanks for the ride.
She shut the limo's door and headed up to the Quartermaine mansion. She saw AJ waiting for her on the porch. She wasn't late, but she knew that he'd try to say she was.
Sonny watched from the limo as Carly headed inside with the bastard that she was married to.
Johnny drove off and Sonny hoped that Carly was going to be okay.