Chapter 7
Sonny walked into his penthouse. He looked around. The place was dark and really not the right mood for a woman to live in. So, he walked over to his very large windows and opened the curtains. Sunlight spilled in and the scene was beautiful as the snow fell heavily outside.
It was the next morning and Carly was being released from the hospital. Sonny was about to swing by and pick her up. He had one of his bodyguards, Adam, outside of Carly's hospital room. AJ was no allowed within fifty feet of the room.
The front door opened and Adella walked through. Sonny turned around.
Sonny: Hi mom.
Adella: I came over to see if you wanted to help me put some more insulator in my walls. The house is really cold and . . .
Sonny: I can't today, mom. If you need a place to stay . . .
Adella: I lied. I just wanted you to come visit.
Sonny: I'm sorry I haven't been over, mom. I've just had a lot on my mind.
Adella: It's okay. But you have to come to dinner this week.
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Could you set a place for one more?
Adella: Jason?
Sonny: No. I'm letting one of Jason's friends stay over.
Adella: I hope he likes to eat. You know me. I make a lot.
Sonny: It's not a he.
Adella raised an eyebrow.
Adella: Okay. Well . . . is she pretty?
Sonny sighed.
Sonny: It's not like that, mom. I'm just helping her out until Jason gets back. I'm helping her get back on her feet. Her husband beat her up and . . . she lost her baby.
Adella's eyes went wide.
Adella: Well . . . that's terrible. But . . . I didn't ask if you were sleeping with her. I just asked if she was pretty.
Sonny felt his face grow hot.
Sonny: Um . . . yeah.
Adella grinned and just shook her head.
Adella: Well that's good. At least you'll have something bright and pretty to stare at in this boring place.
Sonny: Mom, it's not boring! It's . . . organized.
Adella: Okay . . . whatever you say.
She sighed and looked down.
Adella: So she was beaten?
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Her husband hurts her all the time.
Adella: I sure know what that's like. You want me to talk to her?
Sonny: I don't even know if it'd help. She's hurting pretty badly.
Adella: You know, I've been through this. So . . . I could maybe try to help a little.
Sonny nodded slowly.
Sonny: Thanks.
Adella: When's she coming over?
Sonny: I'm getting ready to go pick her up now.
Adella: Okay. Well, I'll come back later.
Sonny: Do you need a ride home?
Adella: No. It's probably way out of your way. Plus, I drove and the roads are okay.
Sonny: Okay. Just . . . please tell me if you need anything.
Adella: I'm not a feeble old woman. I'm a very strong, independent woman. Well, these days. Thanks to Deke.
Sonny: Don't thank him for anything.
Adella hugged her son.
Adella: I'll see you later, okay?
Sonny nodded and Adella left. He looked at the penthouse. It wasn't boring. His mother had no idea what she was talking about. It was what Sonny was used to. He respected his home and it was very nicely furnished. Well, he did see that it was furnished the way a guy would furnish it. But . . . Carly was only going to be there for a week. He knew she could deal with it.
*~*
Carly was sitting up in her bed. She felt pain in her sides and she felt lucky to have escaped without a broken rib. But . . . the baby she never wanted was gone. But it had been her baby and she didn't know how much she even cared for it until it was gone.
She sighed and stood up slowly. She walked into the bathroom in her hospital gown and she shut the door. She took the gown off and looked at the bruises all over her body. She was stiff and sore and it hurt to move. But she had to get dressed.
She slowly pulled on her shirt and her stretchy pants. She was so uncomfortable. These were the only clothes she had to her name right now. The rest of everything that she owned was at the Quartermaine's. There was absolutely no way that she was going back there to get her belongings. She sighed heavily. She pulled her shoes and socks on and headed back out into her hospital room. Sonny was there now.
Carly: Whoa . . .
Sonny: How do you feel?
Carly: Like I was dragged down the road . . . oh my face and my sides and my back, and my stomach.
Sonny: It's understandable.
Carly: You know what? I have a problem. I have no more clothes. Everything is at the Quartermaine's.
Sonny: Okay. I'll get you some clothes.
Carly raised her eyebrows.
Carly: Why are you being so nice to me? Oh wait . . . don't answer that. Cause Jason's your best friend.
Sonny: You ready to go?
Carly nodded.
Carly: I hate hospitals. Just get me out of here.
Sonny: Let's go.
He and Carly left the hospital.
*~*
Jason was sitting on Sonny's private jet as he headed south to try to find Alcazar. He was wondering about Carly. He wondered if she was going to fall for Sonny.
He sighed and he picked up his cell phone and dialed Sonny's.
Sonny: Hello?
Jason: Hey. It's me.
Sonny: Hey. Carly's with me. We're in the limo heading to the penthouse.
Carly looked at Sonny.
Carly: That's Jason?
Sonny nodded.
Carly: Let me talk to him!
Sonny: She wants to talk to you.
Sonny handed her his cell phone.
Carly: Hey Jase!
Jason: Hey! You okay?
Carly: I'm okay. I'm sore. And not pregnant anymore. But you knew that.
Jason: Yeah. Hey . . . don't give Sonny a hard time, okay? He's really trying to help.
Carly: I know. I'll try for your sake.
Jason: I love you.
Carly: I love you.
Carly handed the phone back to Sonny.
Sonny: I'll take care of her, Jason.
Jason: Don't . . . just don't do anything . . .
Sonny: Jason, don't worry about it. Everything will be fine.
Sonny walked into his penthouse. He looked around. The place was dark and really not the right mood for a woman to live in. So, he walked over to his very large windows and opened the curtains. Sunlight spilled in and the scene was beautiful as the snow fell heavily outside.
It was the next morning and Carly was being released from the hospital. Sonny was about to swing by and pick her up. He had one of his bodyguards, Adam, outside of Carly's hospital room. AJ was no allowed within fifty feet of the room.
The front door opened and Adella walked through. Sonny turned around.
Sonny: Hi mom.
Adella: I came over to see if you wanted to help me put some more insulator in my walls. The house is really cold and . . .
Sonny: I can't today, mom. If you need a place to stay . . .
Adella: I lied. I just wanted you to come visit.
Sonny: I'm sorry I haven't been over, mom. I've just had a lot on my mind.
Adella: It's okay. But you have to come to dinner this week.
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Could you set a place for one more?
Adella: Jason?
Sonny: No. I'm letting one of Jason's friends stay over.
Adella: I hope he likes to eat. You know me. I make a lot.
Sonny: It's not a he.
Adella raised an eyebrow.
Adella: Okay. Well . . . is she pretty?
Sonny sighed.
Sonny: It's not like that, mom. I'm just helping her out until Jason gets back. I'm helping her get back on her feet. Her husband beat her up and . . . she lost her baby.
Adella's eyes went wide.
Adella: Well . . . that's terrible. But . . . I didn't ask if you were sleeping with her. I just asked if she was pretty.
Sonny felt his face grow hot.
Sonny: Um . . . yeah.
Adella grinned and just shook her head.
Adella: Well that's good. At least you'll have something bright and pretty to stare at in this boring place.
Sonny: Mom, it's not boring! It's . . . organized.
Adella: Okay . . . whatever you say.
She sighed and looked down.
Adella: So she was beaten?
Sonny nodded.
Sonny: Her husband hurts her all the time.
Adella: I sure know what that's like. You want me to talk to her?
Sonny: I don't even know if it'd help. She's hurting pretty badly.
Adella: You know, I've been through this. So . . . I could maybe try to help a little.
Sonny nodded slowly.
Sonny: Thanks.
Adella: When's she coming over?
Sonny: I'm getting ready to go pick her up now.
Adella: Okay. Well, I'll come back later.
Sonny: Do you need a ride home?
Adella: No. It's probably way out of your way. Plus, I drove and the roads are okay.
Sonny: Okay. Just . . . please tell me if you need anything.
Adella: I'm not a feeble old woman. I'm a very strong, independent woman. Well, these days. Thanks to Deke.
Sonny: Don't thank him for anything.
Adella hugged her son.
Adella: I'll see you later, okay?
Sonny nodded and Adella left. He looked at the penthouse. It wasn't boring. His mother had no idea what she was talking about. It was what Sonny was used to. He respected his home and it was very nicely furnished. Well, he did see that it was furnished the way a guy would furnish it. But . . . Carly was only going to be there for a week. He knew she could deal with it.
*~*
Carly was sitting up in her bed. She felt pain in her sides and she felt lucky to have escaped without a broken rib. But . . . the baby she never wanted was gone. But it had been her baby and she didn't know how much she even cared for it until it was gone.
She sighed and stood up slowly. She walked into the bathroom in her hospital gown and she shut the door. She took the gown off and looked at the bruises all over her body. She was stiff and sore and it hurt to move. But she had to get dressed.
She slowly pulled on her shirt and her stretchy pants. She was so uncomfortable. These were the only clothes she had to her name right now. The rest of everything that she owned was at the Quartermaine's. There was absolutely no way that she was going back there to get her belongings. She sighed heavily. She pulled her shoes and socks on and headed back out into her hospital room. Sonny was there now.
Carly: Whoa . . .
Sonny: How do you feel?
Carly: Like I was dragged down the road . . . oh my face and my sides and my back, and my stomach.
Sonny: It's understandable.
Carly: You know what? I have a problem. I have no more clothes. Everything is at the Quartermaine's.
Sonny: Okay. I'll get you some clothes.
Carly raised her eyebrows.
Carly: Why are you being so nice to me? Oh wait . . . don't answer that. Cause Jason's your best friend.
Sonny: You ready to go?
Carly nodded.
Carly: I hate hospitals. Just get me out of here.
Sonny: Let's go.
He and Carly left the hospital.
*~*
Jason was sitting on Sonny's private jet as he headed south to try to find Alcazar. He was wondering about Carly. He wondered if she was going to fall for Sonny.
He sighed and he picked up his cell phone and dialed Sonny's.
Sonny: Hello?
Jason: Hey. It's me.
Sonny: Hey. Carly's with me. We're in the limo heading to the penthouse.
Carly looked at Sonny.
Carly: That's Jason?
Sonny nodded.
Carly: Let me talk to him!
Sonny: She wants to talk to you.
Sonny handed her his cell phone.
Carly: Hey Jase!
Jason: Hey! You okay?
Carly: I'm okay. I'm sore. And not pregnant anymore. But you knew that.
Jason: Yeah. Hey . . . don't give Sonny a hard time, okay? He's really trying to help.
Carly: I know. I'll try for your sake.
Jason: I love you.
Carly: I love you.
Carly handed the phone back to Sonny.
Sonny: I'll take care of her, Jason.
Jason: Don't . . . just don't do anything . . .
Sonny: Jason, don't worry about it. Everything will be fine.