"You little B*TCH!" Allison screamed, at the top of her lungs, she quickly
managed to grab a chair in self defense, she threw it at Livvie,
unfortunately for Allison, Livvie jerked away, her eyes glaring with anger,
as they both watched the chair crash to the bottom, breaking in pieces.
"You will pay for almost hitting me with that!" Livvie cursed, she lunged herself at Allison again, and they started fighting each other madly.
"I don't think so," Allison hissed, "Because I'm gonna win!" she then shoved Livvie against the wall, pinning her against the wall, "I am SO gonna beat you at this, and you will be the one that pays and you will pay dearly."
"Never!" Livvie exploded, shoving Alison down to the floor again.
The door burst open at that instant, just as Livvie shoved Allison, but that didn't stop them. They continued ripping each other's hair out and rolling around the hard ground.
"HEY!" Rafe, who had just entered, exclaimed. "HEY! HEY! HEY!"
"Livvie!" Jamal exploded. "Alison, STOP IT!"
Rafe & Jamal looked at each other and they nodded. Rafe ran over to Livvie to pull her away screaming, as Jamal did the same with Alison.
"You witch," Alison hissed.
"I'm not the one playing with black magic," Livvie snapped, in defense, struggling to break away from Rafe, but he managed to hold her down.
"What in the world is going on?" Rafe exploded at Livvie, questioningly.
"Livvie thinks you and her are happy," Allison filled them in, "But she is SO wrong! I've seen you happy, and that is with me. You and I are destined to be together, Rafe! Why can't you see that? She is fighting with destiny, and destiny always wins!"
"I don't know about destiny..." Rafe stuttered, "I don't even remember us together, Alison!"
"But we WERE together, and we were IN LOVE!" Allison shouted, "Unlike you and Livvie here. I am the reason you came back here! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here!"
"Yeah, Ali," Livvie snickered, "If it were destiny, Rafe would remember, but he DOESN'T. And we are together, not you two, so it's obviously NOT destiny like you say."
"You know," Ali snapped, then she shook her head in frustration, "I'm not even gonna argue anymore. No matter what you say will make me stop believing. Rafe and I are destined to be together, theirs NO denying! And you WILL remember someday Rafe, and that day you will KNOW I'm telling the truth! THAT will be the day I win you back and Livvie looses you for good. THEN you will realize what a fool she is turning you into. So SOMEDAY, it may not be today, but You will know I'm right." she stood up. "Come on Jamal, let's leave-I'm sick of being the same room with HER," she snapped.
With that, she stormed out of the room, Jamal following from behind.
*********
"That was actually really fun," Gia was saying as she and Nikolas walked through the front door of their cottage. "I just can't believe we were all sitting there like that having such a good time, considering how both Zander and I met you guys."
"Well just be thankful we're forgiving people, Sparky," Nikolas joked. "But it was nice. I just wish you and Elizabeth would get along better."
"Dream on," Gia smiled. "Besides, what I was really looking forward to was coming home and being alone with you."
"Oh really? Did you have something particular in mind?" Nikolas teased.
"Oh. maybe," Gia teased back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a sensual kiss. Then she pulled away. "Maybe I'll go make some popcorn and we can watch Star Wars or something."
"STAR WARS! Get over here," Nikolas chuckled as he pulled her back into his arms. They started making their way over to the couch when all the lights turned out. "Now, see, I like that about this place. A home that knows all of our wants and needs, and then supplies them," Nikolas said about the power outage.
"You are horrible," Gia laughed. "What do you think happened?"
"Well, we are kind of in the middle of nowhere, so my money is NOT on a broken line or something. Probably just something loose in the fuse box."
"You should go take a look," Gia told him.
"Wait a second, I thought we were happy with the lights out."
"I am. For now. But what if later tonight I decide I'm hungry or I have to go to the bathroom? Knowing you, you probably left your briefcase right where I would trip over it and knock myself unconscious, is that what you want?"
Nikolas laughed heartily. "All right, all right, no need to be so melodramatic. I'll be back in a few moments." Nikolas reached down to the drawer of the coffee table, where there was a flashlight. "Convenient, eh?" he smiled at Gia before making his way outside. Gia found some candles and lit a few to light up the room.
Nikolas whistled cheerily as he made his way down to the fuse box. Tonight was going to be one hell of a night, he thought happily.
Nikolas heard a branch snap behind him. He swiftly turned around and pointed the flashlight directly ahead of him. Seeing nothing, he laughed at his nerves. "You are getting paranoid in your old age, Cassadine," he told himself. He turned around and continued his walk. He hadn't gone three steps before he felt someone attack him from behind. In the next moment, everything was black.
She was furiously painting away. Tonight had been wonderful; going out together with Nikolas & Gia & Zander, but now that she was alone all of those feelings came rushing back to her. Feelings of loss, lonesomeness, sadness, pain, anger, frustration. They had gone to dinner to try and celebrate, to try and remember the good times they shared with Lucky. Sure, Zander & Gia didn't know him, but Nikolas understood. He had gone through so much with them. He came to Lucky when Emily was in trouble. If it weren't for that, Nikolas & Lucky would have never become close. They would of never of caught Emily's Blackmailer. They would of never of caught her rapist. Her rapist... She closed her eyes, remembering the second worst night of her life. Tom Baker had nearly ruined her life by grabbing her in the park that night. She had been so afraid for the longest time. She would of been so much more, had Lucky not found her that night. Lucky wanted to protect her in every way possible. He seemed to be the only one who completely understood. And the times she was never scared, was when she was with him. She always wanted to be with Lucky and never wanted to loose him. But she had. That had been the first worst night of her life. The night of the fire. The fire that killed her love, Lucky. One year ago today. It was then she realized what color she had picked up to paint with. And that it was dripping... dripping blood red... red... the color of the dress that was torn... that was meant to make her look beautiful for lucky at the valentines day dance... She gazed at it for the longest time, unable to move. It just kept dripping... and dripping... God, she had come so far since then. Thanks to Lucky's help, she had come so far. She remembered then shopping for her Valentines Day dress, and she had told the woman their not to let her wear anything red. She had chosen a beautiful lavender dress, which she wore on the best night of her life. The night Lucky changed the Valentines Day into a beautiful one. The vows... the church... just her and Lucky standing their before God... it had all been so beautiful and amazing. But for some reason, tonight, she could not stop staring at the red paint. It seemed to not stop dripping. She was just frozen, as she gazed at it... and gazed at it... She was so frozen, that she did not hear the door to her room slam open. It slammed so hard, that part of the glass window broke and shattered. And suddenly, at that moment she felt a hand quickly grasp her from behind. She was completely taken by surprise. Terror rose within her. She started to scream, as she saw the arm seize her, but her screaming was immediately stopped as a strong hand clamped over her mouth, silencing her. Her body clutched against the other body, she still struggled to escape. She kicked furiously with her legs, causing her canvas she was painting on to tip over. The canvas broke into two as it fell to the floor in a loud crash. But he was so strong, and she couldn't fight it. She couldn't fight it... She couldn't escape from him as he held her firmly against him and dragged her away.
"You will pay for almost hitting me with that!" Livvie cursed, she lunged herself at Allison again, and they started fighting each other madly.
"I don't think so," Allison hissed, "Because I'm gonna win!" she then shoved Livvie against the wall, pinning her against the wall, "I am SO gonna beat you at this, and you will be the one that pays and you will pay dearly."
"Never!" Livvie exploded, shoving Alison down to the floor again.
The door burst open at that instant, just as Livvie shoved Allison, but that didn't stop them. They continued ripping each other's hair out and rolling around the hard ground.
"HEY!" Rafe, who had just entered, exclaimed. "HEY! HEY! HEY!"
"Livvie!" Jamal exploded. "Alison, STOP IT!"
Rafe & Jamal looked at each other and they nodded. Rafe ran over to Livvie to pull her away screaming, as Jamal did the same with Alison.
"You witch," Alison hissed.
"I'm not the one playing with black magic," Livvie snapped, in defense, struggling to break away from Rafe, but he managed to hold her down.
"What in the world is going on?" Rafe exploded at Livvie, questioningly.
"Livvie thinks you and her are happy," Allison filled them in, "But she is SO wrong! I've seen you happy, and that is with me. You and I are destined to be together, Rafe! Why can't you see that? She is fighting with destiny, and destiny always wins!"
"I don't know about destiny..." Rafe stuttered, "I don't even remember us together, Alison!"
"But we WERE together, and we were IN LOVE!" Allison shouted, "Unlike you and Livvie here. I am the reason you came back here! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here!"
"Yeah, Ali," Livvie snickered, "If it were destiny, Rafe would remember, but he DOESN'T. And we are together, not you two, so it's obviously NOT destiny like you say."
"You know," Ali snapped, then she shook her head in frustration, "I'm not even gonna argue anymore. No matter what you say will make me stop believing. Rafe and I are destined to be together, theirs NO denying! And you WILL remember someday Rafe, and that day you will KNOW I'm telling the truth! THAT will be the day I win you back and Livvie looses you for good. THEN you will realize what a fool she is turning you into. So SOMEDAY, it may not be today, but You will know I'm right." she stood up. "Come on Jamal, let's leave-I'm sick of being the same room with HER," she snapped.
With that, she stormed out of the room, Jamal following from behind.
*********
"That was actually really fun," Gia was saying as she and Nikolas walked through the front door of their cottage. "I just can't believe we were all sitting there like that having such a good time, considering how both Zander and I met you guys."
"Well just be thankful we're forgiving people, Sparky," Nikolas joked. "But it was nice. I just wish you and Elizabeth would get along better."
"Dream on," Gia smiled. "Besides, what I was really looking forward to was coming home and being alone with you."
"Oh really? Did you have something particular in mind?" Nikolas teased.
"Oh. maybe," Gia teased back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a sensual kiss. Then she pulled away. "Maybe I'll go make some popcorn and we can watch Star Wars or something."
"STAR WARS! Get over here," Nikolas chuckled as he pulled her back into his arms. They started making their way over to the couch when all the lights turned out. "Now, see, I like that about this place. A home that knows all of our wants and needs, and then supplies them," Nikolas said about the power outage.
"You are horrible," Gia laughed. "What do you think happened?"
"Well, we are kind of in the middle of nowhere, so my money is NOT on a broken line or something. Probably just something loose in the fuse box."
"You should go take a look," Gia told him.
"Wait a second, I thought we were happy with the lights out."
"I am. For now. But what if later tonight I decide I'm hungry or I have to go to the bathroom? Knowing you, you probably left your briefcase right where I would trip over it and knock myself unconscious, is that what you want?"
Nikolas laughed heartily. "All right, all right, no need to be so melodramatic. I'll be back in a few moments." Nikolas reached down to the drawer of the coffee table, where there was a flashlight. "Convenient, eh?" he smiled at Gia before making his way outside. Gia found some candles and lit a few to light up the room.
Nikolas whistled cheerily as he made his way down to the fuse box. Tonight was going to be one hell of a night, he thought happily.
Nikolas heard a branch snap behind him. He swiftly turned around and pointed the flashlight directly ahead of him. Seeing nothing, he laughed at his nerves. "You are getting paranoid in your old age, Cassadine," he told himself. He turned around and continued his walk. He hadn't gone three steps before he felt someone attack him from behind. In the next moment, everything was black.
She was furiously painting away. Tonight had been wonderful; going out together with Nikolas & Gia & Zander, but now that she was alone all of those feelings came rushing back to her. Feelings of loss, lonesomeness, sadness, pain, anger, frustration. They had gone to dinner to try and celebrate, to try and remember the good times they shared with Lucky. Sure, Zander & Gia didn't know him, but Nikolas understood. He had gone through so much with them. He came to Lucky when Emily was in trouble. If it weren't for that, Nikolas & Lucky would have never become close. They would of never of caught Emily's Blackmailer. They would of never of caught her rapist. Her rapist... She closed her eyes, remembering the second worst night of her life. Tom Baker had nearly ruined her life by grabbing her in the park that night. She had been so afraid for the longest time. She would of been so much more, had Lucky not found her that night. Lucky wanted to protect her in every way possible. He seemed to be the only one who completely understood. And the times she was never scared, was when she was with him. She always wanted to be with Lucky and never wanted to loose him. But she had. That had been the first worst night of her life. The night of the fire. The fire that killed her love, Lucky. One year ago today. It was then she realized what color she had picked up to paint with. And that it was dripping... dripping blood red... red... the color of the dress that was torn... that was meant to make her look beautiful for lucky at the valentines day dance... She gazed at it for the longest time, unable to move. It just kept dripping... and dripping... God, she had come so far since then. Thanks to Lucky's help, she had come so far. She remembered then shopping for her Valentines Day dress, and she had told the woman their not to let her wear anything red. She had chosen a beautiful lavender dress, which she wore on the best night of her life. The night Lucky changed the Valentines Day into a beautiful one. The vows... the church... just her and Lucky standing their before God... it had all been so beautiful and amazing. But for some reason, tonight, she could not stop staring at the red paint. It seemed to not stop dripping. She was just frozen, as she gazed at it... and gazed at it... She was so frozen, that she did not hear the door to her room slam open. It slammed so hard, that part of the glass window broke and shattered. And suddenly, at that moment she felt a hand quickly grasp her from behind. She was completely taken by surprise. Terror rose within her. She started to scream, as she saw the arm seize her, but her screaming was immediately stopped as a strong hand clamped over her mouth, silencing her. Her body clutched against the other body, she still struggled to escape. She kicked furiously with her legs, causing her canvas she was painting on to tip over. The canvas broke into two as it fell to the floor in a loud crash. But he was so strong, and she couldn't fight it. She couldn't fight it... She couldn't escape from him as he held her firmly against him and dragged her away.