Chapter Three
Courtney woke up a few hours later, her head killing her. She rubbed her head, hearing the pounding and yelling in her head. When she open her eyes she saw it wasn't in her head, someone was knocking on her door. Which was about to come down because of the pressure from who ever was doing. "COURTNEY LET ME THE FUCK IN RIGHT THIS FUCKING MINUTE OR YOU WILL FEEL WORST THEN YOU DID A WEEK AGO!!!!!!!!! TRUST ME ON THAT!!!!!!!!!" she heard AJ shout. For some reason, she wasn't afraid like she usually was. Maybe it was because the card that was near the phone. She almost went to pick it up but she stopped herself, hoping that someone would here him and stopped him before he broke down the door.
She waited near the door and took a deep breath about to open it, to take whatever was going to come at her. Maybe it would be what she prayed for, prayed for almost everyday, everyday since he had started to beat her and found out about her true self. Death, she wanted to die. It didn't matter if it was a slow death at the hands of this man, she would take death in anyway, shape or form she could get it. She was bout to turn the door handle when she heard a man talking to him, trying to calm him she guessed.
It was the Prince, well not her price, and the Cassadine prince, Em's Prince. Emily, Nik, Skye, and Lila were the only people in this house that liked her, Ned maybe but not as much as the other three. She heard Emily's voice next, telling Nik to take him down to the guest house and let him sleep it off. When she heard the soft knock she answered, knowing it was Emily.
"Hey, are you okay? He didn't get in here did he?" she asked in he kind voice. Trying to make her feel better as she always did. Ever since she found about Liz and Zander's affair, her and the small woman had been on a rocky road. Courtney had bonded, when Em was the one who needed someone to vent. And now it was Courtney turn to vent.
"No, um Nik came at the perfect time, thank him for me," Em looked at her like she was crazy.
"There is absolutely no need for a thanks. AJ has no right to treat you like that. I heard all the thing he said to you at dinner. I have no clue why he said those things," she paused for a moment, as to gather her thoughts, her face showing the serious of the next question she was about to ask. "tell me Courtney, has.............has my brother hit you, at all."
Courtney turned, not showing her feeling, saying "No" listless with no conviction. Emily knew her words were not true and felt her rage reaching the boiling point. How dare he hit her? How dare he hurt her friend? She almost got up, telling Nik not only to take him to the guest house, but to beat him to there.
"I can't not believe that asshole," she got up, hopping to pace her rage away.
"Emily, it is my fault, everytime I pissed him off. It is my fault that he hits me."
Emily could not believe her best friend had said that. Could not believe that she believed that load of crock. She stooped down to her hunches. Her hands on Courtney's knees. Looking up at her face, "Never, never ever believe that. You could never do anything to him to justify him hitting you."
Courtney nodded her head, smiling at her best friend, a smile that didn't meet her eyes. "I am very tired and I am sure Nikolas is waiting for you, please go."
"Yes I will but promise me, never, never, never, never let him hurt you again. Call me, call Nikolas, call Jason, call Sonny, call anyone but do not let him hurt you again," she said adamantly. Kissing her friends cheek. Rising to her full height walking out of the room. Looking at her friend who head was in her hands now. She gave her a sad smile and made a promise to herself, to never let AJ touch her again.
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Jason knew something was wrong with Courtney, he could feel it now. He was so restless and that was for fear of the woman he loved. He sat up, reaching for the phone. He dialed her number. He needed to make sure she was well if it was the last thing he did. He smiled to himself. Just thought of hearing her voice made him smile. When he heard someone pick up, he prayed that it wasn't AJ, that was more then he needed at this moment.
"Hello," her voice came over the line and he smiled and his heart did a little flip-flop.
"Hey, how are you," she heard her grasp when she heard his voice. He wasn't sure if that was a good sign or bad. He decided to take it as a good one.
"What...................why are you calling me?"
"I am calling you because I want to know how you are...........so how are you?" he asked in his deep voice. Hoping he voice didn't show his emotion.
"I am fine," she said, know it was a complete lie. She was not fine. She was scarred. Hurt. And in pain and she 'had no one to go too.
"No you're not, please Courtney please tell me what is going on, how can I help?"
"YOU CAN'T HELP! NO ONE CAN HELP, I BROUGHT THIS ON MYSELF SO LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" she shouted into the phone and hanged it up. Tears falling, her sobs. Not sure if she had made the worst mistake of her life, or maybe the best decision for both of them. She laid down on her bed, letting the tears fall. Praying she had done the right thing.
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A/N: How was it, more journey intractions to come, i promise. Love Always Ashley.
Courtney woke up a few hours later, her head killing her. She rubbed her head, hearing the pounding and yelling in her head. When she open her eyes she saw it wasn't in her head, someone was knocking on her door. Which was about to come down because of the pressure from who ever was doing. "COURTNEY LET ME THE FUCK IN RIGHT THIS FUCKING MINUTE OR YOU WILL FEEL WORST THEN YOU DID A WEEK AGO!!!!!!!!! TRUST ME ON THAT!!!!!!!!!" she heard AJ shout. For some reason, she wasn't afraid like she usually was. Maybe it was because the card that was near the phone. She almost went to pick it up but she stopped herself, hoping that someone would here him and stopped him before he broke down the door.
She waited near the door and took a deep breath about to open it, to take whatever was going to come at her. Maybe it would be what she prayed for, prayed for almost everyday, everyday since he had started to beat her and found out about her true self. Death, she wanted to die. It didn't matter if it was a slow death at the hands of this man, she would take death in anyway, shape or form she could get it. She was bout to turn the door handle when she heard a man talking to him, trying to calm him she guessed.
It was the Prince, well not her price, and the Cassadine prince, Em's Prince. Emily, Nik, Skye, and Lila were the only people in this house that liked her, Ned maybe but not as much as the other three. She heard Emily's voice next, telling Nik to take him down to the guest house and let him sleep it off. When she heard the soft knock she answered, knowing it was Emily.
"Hey, are you okay? He didn't get in here did he?" she asked in he kind voice. Trying to make her feel better as she always did. Ever since she found about Liz and Zander's affair, her and the small woman had been on a rocky road. Courtney had bonded, when Em was the one who needed someone to vent. And now it was Courtney turn to vent.
"No, um Nik came at the perfect time, thank him for me," Em looked at her like she was crazy.
"There is absolutely no need for a thanks. AJ has no right to treat you like that. I heard all the thing he said to you at dinner. I have no clue why he said those things," she paused for a moment, as to gather her thoughts, her face showing the serious of the next question she was about to ask. "tell me Courtney, has.............has my brother hit you, at all."
Courtney turned, not showing her feeling, saying "No" listless with no conviction. Emily knew her words were not true and felt her rage reaching the boiling point. How dare he hit her? How dare he hurt her friend? She almost got up, telling Nik not only to take him to the guest house, but to beat him to there.
"I can't not believe that asshole," she got up, hopping to pace her rage away.
"Emily, it is my fault, everytime I pissed him off. It is my fault that he hits me."
Emily could not believe her best friend had said that. Could not believe that she believed that load of crock. She stooped down to her hunches. Her hands on Courtney's knees. Looking up at her face, "Never, never ever believe that. You could never do anything to him to justify him hitting you."
Courtney nodded her head, smiling at her best friend, a smile that didn't meet her eyes. "I am very tired and I am sure Nikolas is waiting for you, please go."
"Yes I will but promise me, never, never, never, never let him hurt you again. Call me, call Nikolas, call Jason, call Sonny, call anyone but do not let him hurt you again," she said adamantly. Kissing her friends cheek. Rising to her full height walking out of the room. Looking at her friend who head was in her hands now. She gave her a sad smile and made a promise to herself, to never let AJ touch her again.
~*~
Jason knew something was wrong with Courtney, he could feel it now. He was so restless and that was for fear of the woman he loved. He sat up, reaching for the phone. He dialed her number. He needed to make sure she was well if it was the last thing he did. He smiled to himself. Just thought of hearing her voice made him smile. When he heard someone pick up, he prayed that it wasn't AJ, that was more then he needed at this moment.
"Hello," her voice came over the line and he smiled and his heart did a little flip-flop.
"Hey, how are you," she heard her grasp when she heard his voice. He wasn't sure if that was a good sign or bad. He decided to take it as a good one.
"What...................why are you calling me?"
"I am calling you because I want to know how you are...........so how are you?" he asked in his deep voice. Hoping he voice didn't show his emotion.
"I am fine," she said, know it was a complete lie. She was not fine. She was scarred. Hurt. And in pain and she 'had no one to go too.
"No you're not, please Courtney please tell me what is going on, how can I help?"
"YOU CAN'T HELP! NO ONE CAN HELP, I BROUGHT THIS ON MYSELF SO LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" she shouted into the phone and hanged it up. Tears falling, her sobs. Not sure if she had made the worst mistake of her life, or maybe the best decision for both of them. She laid down on her bed, letting the tears fall. Praying she had done the right thing.
~*~
A/N: How was it, more journey intractions to come, i promise. Love Always Ashley.