"Where the hell were you?" Sonny demanded as Carly entered the penthouse with Jason.
"She was on the wharf with Alcazar." Jason answered.
Carly turned around and glared at Jason. "I can answer for myself, remember, Carly's a big girl now." she said sarcastically.
Sonny sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "What, wh-what were you doing on the wharf with Alcazar, huh? I thought I told you to stay away from him."
"Lorenzo is a good man." she said standing up for him.
"You call a man who kidnapped you and held you hostage on a wharf good?" Sonny said angrily.
"Sonny, back off." Jason said coming to Carly's defense.
"You stay out of it." he snapped at Jason. He then focused his attention back to Carly. "Alcazar is not a good man, period."
"I'm sort of skeptical here." Carly said crossing her arms. "Cause I don't see not ONE difference between the two of you. Both of you sell drugs, so whats the big deal?"
"The big deal is that he took my wife and unborn child against there will." he argued. "Don't you remember anything?"
"Stop it! Just stop it!" Carly sobbed. "You can't make me remember...I just can't! It's nothing there. Nothing!"
Sonny's anger quickly turned to sympathy and regret. "I'm so sorry for yelling at you." he said trying to pull her into an embrace but she rejected him.
"I'm going to bed." she walked upstairs to fall asleep to what seemed to her a prison.
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Carly slowly opened her eyes to see Michael peering over her.
"Morning mommy!" he said happily.
"Hey there." she smiled. Michael and her new baby girl seemed to be the only lights in her life.
"I made you breakfast!" he said pointing to a tray on her nightstand.
"Really?" she exclaimed. She turned and looked at the pop tart that he had made for her. "Mmm, I love pop tarts."
"Do you remember how I used to eat them all the time?" he asked.
Carly looked down. "No. No I don't. I'm sorry."
"You really can't remember anything, huh?"
"No." she replied.
"What does it feel like not being able to remember?" he asked as he sat down next to her.
"It feels empty. When everyone around me is talking about all these memories and I think wow, that must have been great but I feel left out because I don't remember."
"I knew all along it was Ric that took you, but Mac didn't believe me."
"Who's Ric and Mac?" Carly asked.
"Ric is the mean man that kidnapped you and Mac is the police officer." he answered.
"Oh." she said softly.
"I think I know how I can make you remember." Michael said after a long pause.
"Really? How?" Carly asked.
Michael jumped off the bed. "Get dressed and follow me."
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"Hello? Anybody home?" Carly yelled as she entered an empty house.
"No one lives here anymore. Ric is in jail and his wife moved out." Michael answered.
"This is his house?"
"Yeah, this is where he held you."
Carly watched Michael as he ran over to a bookshelf and pressed a button. Her eyes widen as she saw a secret door open.
"Whoa." she said breathlessly. She slowly walked into the secret room and looked around. There were a couple of monitors, a refridgerator, and a cot in the middle.
"Aren't you going to come in?" she asked turning to Michael.
Michael shook his head and made his way back over to the bookshelf. "No, I've gotta make you remember. I love you mommy." he slowly pressed the button and the door began to close.
"What? Michael, what are you doing? Michael!"
"She was on the wharf with Alcazar." Jason answered.
Carly turned around and glared at Jason. "I can answer for myself, remember, Carly's a big girl now." she said sarcastically.
Sonny sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "What, wh-what were you doing on the wharf with Alcazar, huh? I thought I told you to stay away from him."
"Lorenzo is a good man." she said standing up for him.
"You call a man who kidnapped you and held you hostage on a wharf good?" Sonny said angrily.
"Sonny, back off." Jason said coming to Carly's defense.
"You stay out of it." he snapped at Jason. He then focused his attention back to Carly. "Alcazar is not a good man, period."
"I'm sort of skeptical here." Carly said crossing her arms. "Cause I don't see not ONE difference between the two of you. Both of you sell drugs, so whats the big deal?"
"The big deal is that he took my wife and unborn child against there will." he argued. "Don't you remember anything?"
"Stop it! Just stop it!" Carly sobbed. "You can't make me remember...I just can't! It's nothing there. Nothing!"
Sonny's anger quickly turned to sympathy and regret. "I'm so sorry for yelling at you." he said trying to pull her into an embrace but she rejected him.
"I'm going to bed." she walked upstairs to fall asleep to what seemed to her a prison.
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Carly slowly opened her eyes to see Michael peering over her.
"Morning mommy!" he said happily.
"Hey there." she smiled. Michael and her new baby girl seemed to be the only lights in her life.
"I made you breakfast!" he said pointing to a tray on her nightstand.
"Really?" she exclaimed. She turned and looked at the pop tart that he had made for her. "Mmm, I love pop tarts."
"Do you remember how I used to eat them all the time?" he asked.
Carly looked down. "No. No I don't. I'm sorry."
"You really can't remember anything, huh?"
"No." she replied.
"What does it feel like not being able to remember?" he asked as he sat down next to her.
"It feels empty. When everyone around me is talking about all these memories and I think wow, that must have been great but I feel left out because I don't remember."
"I knew all along it was Ric that took you, but Mac didn't believe me."
"Who's Ric and Mac?" Carly asked.
"Ric is the mean man that kidnapped you and Mac is the police officer." he answered.
"Oh." she said softly.
"I think I know how I can make you remember." Michael said after a long pause.
"Really? How?" Carly asked.
Michael jumped off the bed. "Get dressed and follow me."
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"Hello? Anybody home?" Carly yelled as she entered an empty house.
"No one lives here anymore. Ric is in jail and his wife moved out." Michael answered.
"This is his house?"
"Yeah, this is where he held you."
Carly watched Michael as he ran over to a bookshelf and pressed a button. Her eyes widen as she saw a secret door open.
"Whoa." she said breathlessly. She slowly walked into the secret room and looked around. There were a couple of monitors, a refridgerator, and a cot in the middle.
"Aren't you going to come in?" she asked turning to Michael.
Michael shook his head and made his way back over to the bookshelf. "No, I've gotta make you remember. I love you mommy." he slowly pressed the button and the door began to close.
"What? Michael, what are you doing? Michael!"