Chapter 7: Gun Shots and Hallucinations

Sonny was at a loss. He had taken a lengthy walk, but it had done nothing except get a piece of gum stuck to his shoe. He walked back home, for once not knowing what to do.

He opened the door to his penthouse, and he saw Carly sitting on the couch, twiddling her thumbs and seeming as if she was waiting for him.

"Hey. What are you doing?" Sonny greeted as he shut the door behind him.

Carly looked up, and Sonny saw that her eyes were red and puffy. He suspected that she had been crying. Quickly, Carly wiped her eyes to hide her tears she had shed.

"I was just waiting for you," she said, her voice cracking slightly. "Did you get a hold of Jason yet?"

Sonny didn't answer her question. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Now what about Jason?"

Slowly, Sonny walked over to Carly, and he wrapped his arms around and pressed his face into her hair, inhaling the soft scent of her hair.

"Sonny? What's going on?"

****  

Jason brushed the dry, itchy sand off his face, and he opened his eyes. He was lying on the sand; he must have fallen asleep. He pushed himself up but winced at the pain that shot up his leg.

"Ugh," he groaned, clutching his leg. He went to lean up against a tree, but he realized that Brenda was there.

 So he lunged forward, desperate to get off Brenda. This caused the pain again, and he just lay on the sand, for once feeling completely helpless. Also, a dull pang in his stomach began, and he knew the hunger was beginning.

****

"Nothing, Carly. I just have some good news."

Carly broke away, a slightly confused expression on her face. "Good news?" she repeated.

"I have a cabin book for us, far away where no one can find us. We can finally spend a romantic weekend together, all alone and together."

For some reason, Carly looked disgusted at this.

"What's wrong?" Sonny asked.

"Sonny, your best friend is missing, and here you are, planning a weekend away with me and not worrying at all about him."

Sonny stroked his chin and shut his eyes. "Carly, I tried. I just don't know what to do. I can't find where Jason last was. His path all stops right after he arrived in the Dominican Republic."

Carly wrapped her arms around Sonny's neck; she had never seen him so vulnerable before.

"You'll- we'll- figure something out. I promise."

She gently kissed Sonny, and they just stayed there like that, in each other's arms.

****

Jason closed his eyes and just lay there. He listened to his breathing and his heart beat. For some reason, he never felt more alone.

He began to do calculations in his head for their survival. He wished he could go look for around the island for food and water, but he couldn't stand the throbbing in his leg.

Behind him, he heard something stir.

"Jason? Are you okay?" Jason opened his eyes, and above him was Carly.

"Carly?"

"Jason, are you okay?" she repeated. Jason, defeated, shook his head.

"No, I'm not okay."

****

Courtney walked into the loft, threw her coat down, and immediately went over to the phone to call Jason. Quickly, with her gloves still on, she dialed his cell phone number.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"Leave a message," Jason's voice came over the cell phone.

Courtney let out a sigh of defeat. It was Jason's voice mail. She waited for the beep, and she was mentally planning out what she would say.

Beep.

"Hi, Jason, it's Courtney. I was just calling to. . .to see if you were all right. Please call me back as soon as you can. Just call me. Bye."

She hung up the phone.

****

Jason closed his eyes, and the spirit of Carly disappeared. He slowly inhaled and exhaled, knowing that he was seeing illusions now.

"Jason?"

"Go away, Carly," he mumbled, his eyes sealed shut.

"Carly?" the voice inquired, and when Jason listened more closely, he could tell that the voice didn't belong to Carly. He opened his eyes to meet the sight of Brenda hovering over him.

"Brenda?" he asked, pushing himself up, but he gasped in pain.

"Jason? Are you okay?"

"I'm," he grimaced. "Fine."

Brenda shook her head. "No, you're not fine. What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong!" Jason replied rather sharply. His tone softened a little. "I am fine."

Brenda took Jason's arm and pulled him up from the ground.

"AH!" Jason screeched from the twinge in his leg. Brenda leaned him up against a tree, wearing an expression that read: I told you so, why can't you just agree with me?

Jason leaned his head up against the tree, breathing heavily as sweat dripped down his face from the ache.

"Jason, what's wrong?"

"My. . .leg," he said through gritted teeth. He felt his temple throbbing.

"What can I do?"

Jason didn't speak; he only looked at Brenda, still heavily breathing. "Your head's started bleeding again," he mumbled.

"I'm fine," Brenda dismissed. "Now what can I do for you?"

"Just…..stay here."

"Is that all?" Jason nodded his head.

****

"I have to go," Sonny said, pulling away from Carly.

"Where are you going?"

"I just need to go out and think," Sonny replied, already half way to the door.

"Sonny, can't you do that here?"

Sonny shook his head and left Carly.

****

Sonny walked through a park and down to the docks. He stood there, looking out at the sight of outstretched water, and he sighed. Here it seemed like all of life's hassles were invisible.

A man could just stand here and get lost in his thoughts and be carefree- something that Sonny almost never got to do. All the pressures of his life felt as if they were lifted off his shoulders.

But, behind him there was someone lurking in the shadows. Silently, the figure loaded bullets into their gun, but Sonny was too caught up in his thoughts to hear them.

The figure grinned deviously. They held up their loaded gun and aimed at the man staring over the docks. The figure let the sweet moment sink in: the sweet moment of killing Sonny Corinthos.

He pulled the trigger in what seemed in slow motion. He saw the bullet explode from the gun and fly through the air, right on target.

Sonny spun around, just in time to meet the bullet.

Sonny fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and his hand moved to his right side. There was a thick, warm substance there. When he brought his hand back up to his face, he saw that it was blood. His blood.

A/N I probably spelled Sonny and Carly's last name wrong. I have been avoiding last names just in case of that. Well, please review and let me know what you think of this chapter. I know I am completely focusing on Brenda, Jason, Courtney, Sonny, and Carly. The whole murder mess with Skye and Alexis might be brought up later, but I am not sure. Any who, I will stop rambling know, so you can review!

Also, upcoming chapters won't be up as fast because of a whole mess that happened- won't go into details. But, let me tell you, the more you review the faster I will post!