Chapter 10: Loathe
It took a while for Jason to realize what was happening. The kiss seemed to last for hours, but it really only lasted for a few minutes. The two of them fell back, and Brenda had Jason pinned to the ground.
Jason had no clue how far the two of them would go, but, no matter what screamed inside his head, he yanked his head away. He tried to escape from Brenda's hold on him, but he couldn't move no matter how hard he tried to.
"Well," Brenda said, licking her lips with her tongue.
Jason seemed to be unable to regain his breath. "Get off me," he gasped.
Brenda pushed herself off him, and Jason stood up, leaning his weight on his right leg and a tree. Jason watched Brenda stand there, still seeming to comprehend what had just happened.
"What did we just do?"
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"Carly, just go in and see him."
"Courtney, I can't. I know he is my husband, but I'm scared."
Courtney grinned reassuringly. "Just go in and see your husband. Tell him that you love him and that he'll get well soon. Because he will."
Carly gave a watery smile. "Okay."
She opened the door and walked in to see her husband. She looked in the middle, and she saw Sonny lying there, eyes closed.
She walked over to the chair by his bed and sat down. She stroked his hand. Sonny opened his eyes, and Carly's smile grew slightly larger.
"Hey you," she whispered. "How are you feeling?"
Silence.
Carly decided that she didn't need an answer, so she didn't press Sonny anymore. She only stared deeply into his eyes and stroked his hand softly.
"You'll be fine," she said softly, and Sonny closed his eyes and leaned his head against her shoulder.
"Sonny?" The heart monitor next to Sonny gave a solid, ear-piercing beep.
"Sonny?" Carly began to shake him. "Sonny, get up!"
The door flew open, and a doctor rushed in. A nurse had heard the beep and directed the doctor in. She led Carly out. Tears fell down Carly's cheeks.
"Sonny! Sonny, you can't leave me!" she cried.
"Carly?" Courtney ran up to her, trying to settle her down, but she was unsuccessful.
"Carly, what's wrong?"
Carly only answered by sobbing hysterically.
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Elizabeth waited her tables at Kelly's, silently grinning to herself. While she was waiting on a table, Ric walked in. Quickly, she finished taking the order and walked over to him.
"Hey, can I get you anything?"
"No, I just came to say good bye."
"Good bye?" Elizabeth repeated. "Where are you going?"
"Do you really want to know?" Ric asked, stuffing his hands into his coat pocket.
"Yeah, I kind of would like to know."
"I'm going after Jason and Brenda."
Elizabeth frowned. "What? Did Sonny ask you to go after them or something?"
"No. Nothing like that"
"Then why are you going? Because those two, I think, aren't worth that much trouble."
"I'll see you once I get back, okay?" Ric didn't answer her question and started to leave.
"Okay. I'll see you when I see you."
Ric walked out of Kelly's into the bitter cold. He was about the haul a cab when his cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Lansing*, you got the tickets to go?"
"Yeah, I am just about to leave."
"You go there, and you make sure that those two never make it back to Port Charles."
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Jason wasn't sure how he was supposed to answer Brenda's question. He wanted to scream at her that she was the one who made the move first, and he was too shocked to stop her. But that would be a lie. He wanted to yell that he hated the kiss, but he couldn't.
Instead, he came up with,
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What?" Brenda asked, appalled at his reply.
"You heard what I said. What the hell is wrong with you? You're bitching all the time about how much you love Jax and how you want to marry him, but you don't want to, I can tell."
"I do want to marry Jax, but, if you can't remember, I am still married to you!"
"Yeah, I remember just fine. I also remember that you could have signed a paper to end our marriage, but you didn't. Why is that, Brenda?"
"I have my reasons."
"Well, do you mind sharing them? I am your husband after all."
"Jason, if you are going to make it seem like this is my fault completely, you've got another thing coming. And if you are going to talk about all this crap with Jax, you're just a hypocrite. You don't want to commit either, so don't give me that shit. You are scared of maybe getting close to someone. Everyone who wants to be close to you for some damn reason you push away. So next time before you try and educate me the 'righter way', I suggest that you sort out your own problems."
Jason looked at her, his face expressionless. He spoke in a low murmur next.
"Don't act like you know everything about me because you don't even know the beginning, Brenda. You are so caught up in your life and your problems that you don't even know that other people have problems in life too. You are not, and never will be, in the position that my life is in every day. You can act all you want, but don't expect me to believe you. I am not in your fan club, unlike Jax. Hell, the only reason I married you was for the court, and if you had killed Alkazar, I would have left you to the death penalty."
"Then why didn't you? I mean, I had a better chance of killing him then you, the hit man. Why didn't you leave me after the trial then?"
"I did try and leave you after the trial, this is why we came here. Now if you are so brave and mighty, because you obviously do not need me or anyone else," Jason said through gritted teeth. "Then go survive on your own because you're only a little bitch that cannot be tamed."
Brenda walked toward Jason, and Jason, slightly confused at what she was doing, just stared back at her. Brenda raised her foot and jammed it into Jason's broken one. She twisted her ankle with her one high-heeled shoe.
Jason felt tears rush into his eyes from the pain, but he held them back.
Brenda removed her foot, and Jason couldn't bear to look at what she had done to his foot.
"You're a bastard of a hit man," she whispered to him.
She didn't wait for Jason to attack back, which he would have done if his foot didn't hurt so much. She walked off to the middle of the island, not looking back.
Jason stared after her, but he collapsed to the ground after a minute of white, hot pain coursing through him.
"Damn you, Brenda."
A/N The fight might have been stupid, but it was thrilling to write. This story is also going to include some of the stuff concerning Rick and Sonny-which will come up more later. So, please continue reviewing, and thanks for all the reviews last time! You can always e-mail me at KuteKaren66@alltel.net or instant message at AngryMob17
* I am not sure if that is how you spell Rick's last name or not. Is that correct or incorrect?
