A/N - I started this story a LONG time ago - right after Jason came back when Carly had her accident. Now, I really am a Carly/Jason fan - they are the "should have been" couple that I constantly root for while the writers are constantly screwing even their friendship up. But, alas, I am only a fan. What does my opinion matter? Anyways, be patient with this one... it was my FIRST GH story ever and I'm in the process of editing and (cross your fingers) expanding this tale. Still, I'd love to know what you think...
Standard disclaimers apply here... I own none of the characters, I'm just borrowing them to right things in my head...
Prologue
It should have been storming. For the way she felt, it would have only been fitting.
Why? Why could no one love her when they said they did? Why do they always leave her in the dirt... alone... so alone? Just like Jason, Sonny ripped her heart out. Seeing him with Alexis... it just kept replaying in her head. She reached up to wipe the tears that were falling... she knew that they would never stop. Jason was gone, Sonny didn't love her, and Zander didn't want her - there was no one she could turn to.
She jerkily turned the corner and wiped more tears. Her vision was blurry, so she wasn't able to see that she was going over 70 miles per hour. And because of the blurry vision, she didn't see the guardrail indicating another corner. Before she knew it, she was airborne. There were two thoughts going through her head before the car hit the water.
One was "Michael, my baby..."
The other: "Jason... help me."