Chapter 4
Luis quickly followed his wife into the house; he looked at her confused as she walked back and forth in the family room talking to herself. He didn't know what was happening, if she was having a nervous break down or what, but he needed to stop it. Luis walked over to his wife, grabbing her by the arms, stopping her in her tracks. He could see the tears forming in her eyes; she broke down pulling herself into his embrace.
Why was this happening to her? Why did she have to go back now? She still wasn't fully over Jason's death, she had tried to tell herself everyday that she was, but she wasn't she still wished she would have died with him so that they would still be together. Like Romeo and Juliet, almost like a fairy tale.
Luis pulled Stacy back, he needed to know what was wrong, that's the only way he could make it right or help her at least threw it. He looked at her in the face, his eyes burning deep into her soul wanting answers.
"Why don't you want to go to Port Charles?"
Stacy walked out of his embrace wrapping her arms around herself. She couldn't tell him what was really wrong; she knew she couldn't tell him the truth.
"Stacy, tell me please!"
"FINE! You want to know the truth?!"
"YES! I deserve that much from you!"
"I left my life in Port Charles to start a new one here!"
Okay that much he already knew, that still didn't tell him why she was so scared about going back.
"Why? What was so bad about Port Charles?" he asked her with concern in his voice.
"Because I left my husband there!"
Luis looked at his wife in shock, he never knew she was married, let alone still married. Luis walked over the couch, taking a seat, he felt as if his whole world was being crushed, along with his heart.
"So you've been lying to me?" he said almost in a whisper, trying not to let his anger get the best of him.
"You don't understand Luis."
"I don't understand? My so-called 'wife' is married to someone else? Where do I not understand this Stacy, huh? WHERE?!" he screamed at her causing her to jump, he had never raised his voice to her before.
It was like her mind drifted back all those times where her father, or at least the man she thought of as her father, Sammy hitting her. She slowly backed away from Luis, only seeing Sammy in front of her. She finally backed herself into the corner still seeing Sammy and not Luis.
He hated that he yelled at her, but the news was like a knife to his heart. He watched her as she backed away from him, her eyes looking like they were a million miles away. He felt badly seeing her like this, knowing he was the one that caused it. He stood up from his seat and walked over towards her.
In Stacy's mind she saw Sammy coming closer to her, this time with a belt in his hand. It was like she was 14 again, and her step dad was using his favorite weapon of choice, his thick leather belt. She put her hands in front of her face, preparing her body for the first blow.
"No, daddy please!"
Luis stopped dead in his tracks; Stacy had her hands up like he was going to hit her. Is this why she didn't want to go back to Port Charles? Was she being beaten there? Luis took a step back hoping to reach Stacy.
"Stac, hunny it's me, Luis. I'm not going to hurt you hunny. . ."
Stacy still held her hands above her face, her body shaking as a lonely sob escaped her lips. "Lu. . .Luis?"
He smiled a little, knowing he was reaching her. "Yeah hunny it's me, I'm not going to hurt you, I swear. I'm so sorry I yelled at you, I would never hurt you, please baby believe me."
Stacy slowly moved her hands away from her face, hoping that she wouldn't see Sammy in front of her. Her eyes began focus, seeing Luis standing away from her, his arms held up showing her that he wasn't going to harm her.
"Oh God. . ." Stacy began to sob, Luis slowly moved towards her not wanting to scare her again. He bent down in front of her, surprised when she wrapped her arms around his neck. Luis held onto his wife tightly, he would get to the bottom of what happened to her in Port Charles, and he would make who ever harmed her pay.
In Port Charles Jason woke up in his apartment to the sound of a baby crying. The previous night, Jason had taken Caleb and Isabelle back to his place across the hall, not wanting to be away from them longer then he needed to be. Standing up from his bed he walked over to Isabelle's crib, knowing it was her crying wanting some attention. He reached into her crib picking her up holding onto her.
"Man you don't want your dad to sleep now do you?" causing a small little giggle from Isabelle. Jason smiled at his beautiful daughter and looked into Caleb's crib seeing him just staring at his fingers like they were something amazing. Jason watched, as Caleb would close his fist and then open them, giggling with delight. Both his children taking up some quality of Stacy's, Isabelle's need for attention, and Caleb being amused by the littlest things. Of course Caleb really liked shinny objects, especially mirrors.
Jason had taken Caleb into the bathroom the previous night, seeing Caleb's curious eyes open wide at another baby in the same room. Jason had placed Caleb on the sink trying to get him to stand up. Caleb pushing himself towards the mirror squealed with delight.
It was times like these that Jason wished Stacy was here to experience them with him.
Back in Miami, Luis gently placed Stacy onto their bed, her body still shaking from her breakdown a few minutes ago. Luis gently brushed back some stray hairs from Stacy's face, he didn't want to pressure her but he needed to know what had happened to her that made her freak out like that. Before he could say another word, Stacy was already talking.
"He used to beat me. . .my father, or at least the man I thought was my father. . .I graduate from high school and came to Port Charles for a little vacation before I started college late. Sammy was planning on kidnapping, Sonny Corinthos' wife, Carly. I went to Sonny and told him what was going to happen and he didn't believe me. I went home and my father found out that I told Sonny and beat me for it. I went down to the docks and this guy came out of nowhere and he tried to rape me, I tried to scream for help but I couldn't. Then he came. . .Jason Morgan came and saved me, he took me to the hospital to make sure I was okay. I tried to get any information I could about him but my father said that he wanted to send me back to England, when I refused he told me that he was going to kick me out of the family. A week later I was working as a. . .a. . .a stripper at this club, it was the only way I could make enough money to get a place to stay. One night I was at the docks, after a client roughed me up and Jason came. He walked me back to my apartment and we made love. I had never done it before and Jason was my first. A couple months later I found out I was pregnant and that Sammy wasn't really my father, Sonny Corinthos was. Jason and I got married a month before my due date, I knew I was going to have twins but I wanted it to be a surprise for him. The night of our wedding, my bodyguard since childhood shot my best friend, his own son and killed him. About a week later I went into labor, I didn't know where Jason was or anything, and my dad came in with Jason's ring and told me he was shot and killed. I gave birth to our twins the same day my husband died. I couldn't be a mother to them without him there, so I left, I knew my dad and stepmother would take good care of them. And on the plane I met you, and you know the rest. . .if you want me to leave I will."
She didn't know what to expect from his reaction, what Luis was going to do or say to her once he found out but now he knew, he knew everything. She looked into his eyes searching for his response, when she didn't get any she stood up from the bed, walking over to the door, she was about to walk out of the room when Luis finally spoke
"Stacy. . .wait. . ."
A/N: Wanted to leave you guys in suspense, next chapter is the one everyone's been waiting for Jason sees Stacy for the first time in over a year!
Luis quickly followed his wife into the house; he looked at her confused as she walked back and forth in the family room talking to herself. He didn't know what was happening, if she was having a nervous break down or what, but he needed to stop it. Luis walked over to his wife, grabbing her by the arms, stopping her in her tracks. He could see the tears forming in her eyes; she broke down pulling herself into his embrace.
Why was this happening to her? Why did she have to go back now? She still wasn't fully over Jason's death, she had tried to tell herself everyday that she was, but she wasn't she still wished she would have died with him so that they would still be together. Like Romeo and Juliet, almost like a fairy tale.
Luis pulled Stacy back, he needed to know what was wrong, that's the only way he could make it right or help her at least threw it. He looked at her in the face, his eyes burning deep into her soul wanting answers.
"Why don't you want to go to Port Charles?"
Stacy walked out of his embrace wrapping her arms around herself. She couldn't tell him what was really wrong; she knew she couldn't tell him the truth.
"Stacy, tell me please!"
"FINE! You want to know the truth?!"
"YES! I deserve that much from you!"
"I left my life in Port Charles to start a new one here!"
Okay that much he already knew, that still didn't tell him why she was so scared about going back.
"Why? What was so bad about Port Charles?" he asked her with concern in his voice.
"Because I left my husband there!"
Luis looked at his wife in shock, he never knew she was married, let alone still married. Luis walked over the couch, taking a seat, he felt as if his whole world was being crushed, along with his heart.
"So you've been lying to me?" he said almost in a whisper, trying not to let his anger get the best of him.
"You don't understand Luis."
"I don't understand? My so-called 'wife' is married to someone else? Where do I not understand this Stacy, huh? WHERE?!" he screamed at her causing her to jump, he had never raised his voice to her before.
It was like her mind drifted back all those times where her father, or at least the man she thought of as her father, Sammy hitting her. She slowly backed away from Luis, only seeing Sammy in front of her. She finally backed herself into the corner still seeing Sammy and not Luis.
He hated that he yelled at her, but the news was like a knife to his heart. He watched her as she backed away from him, her eyes looking like they were a million miles away. He felt badly seeing her like this, knowing he was the one that caused it. He stood up from his seat and walked over towards her.
In Stacy's mind she saw Sammy coming closer to her, this time with a belt in his hand. It was like she was 14 again, and her step dad was using his favorite weapon of choice, his thick leather belt. She put her hands in front of her face, preparing her body for the first blow.
"No, daddy please!"
Luis stopped dead in his tracks; Stacy had her hands up like he was going to hit her. Is this why she didn't want to go back to Port Charles? Was she being beaten there? Luis took a step back hoping to reach Stacy.
"Stac, hunny it's me, Luis. I'm not going to hurt you hunny. . ."
Stacy still held her hands above her face, her body shaking as a lonely sob escaped her lips. "Lu. . .Luis?"
He smiled a little, knowing he was reaching her. "Yeah hunny it's me, I'm not going to hurt you, I swear. I'm so sorry I yelled at you, I would never hurt you, please baby believe me."
Stacy slowly moved her hands away from her face, hoping that she wouldn't see Sammy in front of her. Her eyes began focus, seeing Luis standing away from her, his arms held up showing her that he wasn't going to harm her.
"Oh God. . ." Stacy began to sob, Luis slowly moved towards her not wanting to scare her again. He bent down in front of her, surprised when she wrapped her arms around his neck. Luis held onto his wife tightly, he would get to the bottom of what happened to her in Port Charles, and he would make who ever harmed her pay.
In Port Charles Jason woke up in his apartment to the sound of a baby crying. The previous night, Jason had taken Caleb and Isabelle back to his place across the hall, not wanting to be away from them longer then he needed to be. Standing up from his bed he walked over to Isabelle's crib, knowing it was her crying wanting some attention. He reached into her crib picking her up holding onto her.
"Man you don't want your dad to sleep now do you?" causing a small little giggle from Isabelle. Jason smiled at his beautiful daughter and looked into Caleb's crib seeing him just staring at his fingers like they were something amazing. Jason watched, as Caleb would close his fist and then open them, giggling with delight. Both his children taking up some quality of Stacy's, Isabelle's need for attention, and Caleb being amused by the littlest things. Of course Caleb really liked shinny objects, especially mirrors.
Jason had taken Caleb into the bathroom the previous night, seeing Caleb's curious eyes open wide at another baby in the same room. Jason had placed Caleb on the sink trying to get him to stand up. Caleb pushing himself towards the mirror squealed with delight.
It was times like these that Jason wished Stacy was here to experience them with him.
Back in Miami, Luis gently placed Stacy onto their bed, her body still shaking from her breakdown a few minutes ago. Luis gently brushed back some stray hairs from Stacy's face, he didn't want to pressure her but he needed to know what had happened to her that made her freak out like that. Before he could say another word, Stacy was already talking.
"He used to beat me. . .my father, or at least the man I thought was my father. . .I graduate from high school and came to Port Charles for a little vacation before I started college late. Sammy was planning on kidnapping, Sonny Corinthos' wife, Carly. I went to Sonny and told him what was going to happen and he didn't believe me. I went home and my father found out that I told Sonny and beat me for it. I went down to the docks and this guy came out of nowhere and he tried to rape me, I tried to scream for help but I couldn't. Then he came. . .Jason Morgan came and saved me, he took me to the hospital to make sure I was okay. I tried to get any information I could about him but my father said that he wanted to send me back to England, when I refused he told me that he was going to kick me out of the family. A week later I was working as a. . .a. . .a stripper at this club, it was the only way I could make enough money to get a place to stay. One night I was at the docks, after a client roughed me up and Jason came. He walked me back to my apartment and we made love. I had never done it before and Jason was my first. A couple months later I found out I was pregnant and that Sammy wasn't really my father, Sonny Corinthos was. Jason and I got married a month before my due date, I knew I was going to have twins but I wanted it to be a surprise for him. The night of our wedding, my bodyguard since childhood shot my best friend, his own son and killed him. About a week later I went into labor, I didn't know where Jason was or anything, and my dad came in with Jason's ring and told me he was shot and killed. I gave birth to our twins the same day my husband died. I couldn't be a mother to them without him there, so I left, I knew my dad and stepmother would take good care of them. And on the plane I met you, and you know the rest. . .if you want me to leave I will."
She didn't know what to expect from his reaction, what Luis was going to do or say to her once he found out but now he knew, he knew everything. She looked into his eyes searching for his response, when she didn't get any she stood up from the bed, walking over to the door, she was about to walk out of the room when Luis finally spoke
"Stacy. . .wait. . ."
A/N: Wanted to leave you guys in suspense, next chapter is the one everyone's been waiting for Jason sees Stacy for the first time in over a year!