Chapter Three

"I can not believe you are really going through with this." Gia said. Skye was going to get a tattoo. This could not be happening.

"Why not? Am I that up tight? I want to do this." 'I need to do this' she added to herself.

"Okay, okay. Let's go."

The pulled up to a place called 'Mike's Tattoos.' "Let's make sure he as all the papers."

"Okay." Skye said. "Hello I am Ms. Quartermaine."

"Hi." Said the gruff looking older man. "What do you need today."

"I want a Tattoo on my lower back."

"Okay. I can take you right away."

"The papers." Whisper Gia.

"Oh yeah. Can I see your papers?" Skye asked.

"Sure. You always want to be careful."

"That you do." Skye said as he went to get them. She wanders to the books of tattoos she could choose from. She flipped the page until she saw a picture of a sun. You saw the kind in baby's room. The kind of big sun that was painted a pale golden yellow and had eyes noses and a smile. She knew that was the one. "Gia I have found a winner."

"Let me see." Skye held up the book to show her the sun. "It's beautiful. I love it."

Me too." Skye said. "So, did you look over the papers, miss soon to be Lawyer."

"Yes and they look good. Just sign and you will be on your way to getting a tattoo."

"Okay. Let us do this.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

They day of the wedding Skye was looking at her reflection. She knew she looked good. The dress was perfect. It hugged her in all the right places. You could see her newly pierced navel. It had an emerald stud in it. She turned to look at her back. You could see the tattoo. It looked good on her she will admit that. It went well with her skin tone. She could not wait to see the look on her family's faces.

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Sonny was standing by the bar at the reception. He was nursing his scotch. It was only ten minutes into the reception; the bride and groom had not evened arrived yet. He was already to leave. Carly and Jax had not even waited a month after the divorce. It was a little funny though. Skye had walked into the church wearing one of the sexiest dresses he has ever seen. The Quatermaines nearly flipped their lid. She was now sporting a tattoo and bellybutton that she must have not had had just a little while ago.

****Flash back****

"What is she wearing Alan?" asked Monica.

"Oh surely you have see a dress Monica." Skye said in a sarcastic tone."

"Well I wouldn't call that a dress. It is more like scrap of fabric and what is that right there?" she pointed to Skye's pierced navel.

"I do believe they call it a emerald Monica dear." Skye said. "I like it with the dress and I also got this for the dress to." She turned to show them the sun that was on her back.

"Oh my dear lord, Look what that brat has done now." Edward said. As he looked at her tattoo. 'Don't you like it grandpa? I love it." Skye said.

"You know what?" Monica asked. "You have just shown every one that you are nothing but a immature child."

"Well thank you Monica." Skye said. She wouldn't let Monica words hurt her. She was sick and tired of people putting her down. She was not going to let them anymore.

"Skye." Alan said in a soothing voice. "I am sorry that the acted that way. They have no right to treat you that. I love you and I am glad that you were strong enough to come."

"Thank you dad. I am glad I came too."

"But one thing I don't like is that you are her with that man."

"What man?"

"Coleman, Skye."

"Oh dad. He just my escort nothing more, nothing less. So don't worry."

"I'll try not to."

"Enjoy the wedding."

"I will. You do the same."

"Okay."

****End of Flash Back****

He had to admit, as much as he dislikes Skye, she did have to take a lot of crap from her family. He knew that it was hard on her. When Monica and Edward put her down, he saw a flash of hurt in her gorgeous brown eyes, but she hid it quickly.

She was strong. It wasn't easy for him to come to his ex-wife's wedding but at least he could drink. He knew she was still recovering from being an alcoholic. If she took one drink she would become one again. Courtney had told him how hard it was for her.

Another thing her to admit was that she looked damn sexy. Carly was beautiful but Skye was exquisite. He long auburn hair, those eyes, those legs that the dress showed of and the little hint of cleavage that peeked out of the slides of slit in front of the dress. Every man that could see her in that dress, mouth was watering including his.

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"Coleman are you drunk?" Skye asked. The creep had his arms around her a little tight.

"No baby. I just need a little air. Come with me to the terrace. Where we can continue dancing under the stars."

"Okay, let's go." She said we a smile. She never knew that Coleman was so romantic.

When they got out there, he began to kiss her neck. "God you but are sexy."

"Stop it Coleman!"

"Don't fight it baby, you know you want it."

"No I don't. Now get off of me."

"I'm not on you, not yet at least." With that, he pushed her to the ground and began to rip at her dress.

"Please Coleman, get off me. Please. She sobbed. He didn't listen her.

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Sonny wanted to get some air so he headed to the terrace. When he got to the doors, he heard a faint sobbing. When opened it, the scene sent a chill down spine. Skye date was ripping at her dress. Skye was just laying their letting it happen. The only sound that he heard was sobbing. He pulled the man off her with a jerk slammed him against the wall.

"You know I should kill you right now but right now I am going to give some one else that pleasure." He whispered. He lifted his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed the familiar numbers. "Morgan." The other end of the line picked up.

"Jase, its sonny."

"Where are you man and what it that sound in the background."

"Look come out to the terrace by yourself and I will tell you the rest when you get here." The other line clicked. "So you like forcing yourself on women do you. I don't like guys who do that to any women and I especially don't like it when she is my brother-in-law and my best friend sister. If I find you anywhere near her, again I will kill you myself. I am sending Jason with you make sure you safely returned home. I am not sure what he might do. I mean that is his older sister and I know if it was my sister I would kill, you just might want to be praying that he is in a good mood and he doesn't tell A.J. You got it."

"Yes Mr. Corinthos."

"Sonny. What did you..." The rest of his sentence trailed off when he saw skye still crying. "What the hell happened here." He asked. His voice was cold enough to cut ice."

"This guy right here was trying to take something that you sister did not want to give. I told him I should kill him right here but I was going to give someone else that pleasure. You are the first one I thought to call. I was hopping you return him."

"Yeah don't worry. We will have phone."

Sonny grabbed Coleman by the collar and shoved him to Jason who held him by the collar and pulled out his gun and told him to walk naturally.

Sonny looked at skye and she looked back at him with wide eyes were red and puffy. She had tears rolling down her cheeks. She looked like a lost little girl.

A/N: I am trying to put this Tattoo look alike on this chapter. Please tell me if it didn't show up. I will send it to you if you like.