Chapter 6
She could already feel her body growing weak again, she had kidded herself saying it was the flu, as to her body aches and weakness, but it wasn't true. It was her heart giving way, her heart that had already been broken and ripped apart so many times; she tightly wrapped her arms around her body walking away from the docks.
As she turned her body, the side of her face showing, he knew he wasn't hallucinating, it was really her, it was Stacy. He rushed down the stairs trying to catch her; his heart beating a million beats per minute. His voice finally being found called out to her, "STACY!"
She heard her name from behind her and slowly turned around, there he was, Jason Morgan standing in front of her. His trademark leather jacket started to show the snowflakes that were beginning to fall. First her heart, now her head, she was loosing it, not seeing her dead husband. She turned on her heels and ran as fast as she could away from the docks, and away from Jason.
He stood there, watching her run; his mind was at a total loss. He didn't know what was happening and why she was leaving. He thought she would have been happy to see him, that she would have jumped for joy and ran into his arms, but he was wrong. Maybe she still believed he was dead and she ran because she didn't want to allow herself to believe he was dead. What ever the reason, his once unable to move legs, rushed in the same direction she ran hoping that he would catch her before it was too late again.
Stacy continued to run, her legs moving as fast as she could. The cold air felt like it was cutting into her heart with ever breath; she rounded the corner seeing 'Luke's' still open. She turned around seeing Jason turn towards her direction. 'God what kind of dream am I having? Someone please wake me up!' She pushed open the doors running past Claude and Luke heading towards the bathroom.
Luke and Claude looked at the woman, business had been down and she was the only person to come in that day. The front door opened again as Jason Morgan rushed in, Luke doing a double take at the once dead acquaintance.
"Morgster, guess you didn't bite the big one! What brings you in here?"
"Did you see a woman run in here?"
"Oh really nice looking gal? Seemed to be in a rush? Wearing a nice coat? Dark brown hair, a little pale in the face?"
"Yeah where'd she go?"
"Never saw her before in my life."
"LUKE! Jason she ran towards the bathrooms."
"Thanks Claude."
Jason walked past Luke hitting him in the back of the head. Turning the corner he stopped at the only door, the women's restroom. He could hear someone inside moving things around. Pushing with all of his might he tried to open the door, only to find it locked. Banging his fist on the door he knew he had to talk to her, to explain to her what was happening.
"Stacy! It's Jason! Baby please open up!"
Inside she looked all around the bathroom looking for anything to help her escape. Her eyes focused on the window above one of the toilets. Quickly she maneuvered her footing on the toilet set and opened up the window, pushing her body out of hit. Her body hitting the ground hard, her head taking most of the fall. Slowly and painfully she stood up, her head pounding with every beat of her heart. Running down the alley she quickly jumped into a cab.
"Stacy, open up!"
He still had no luck with her opening up the door. Taking a few steps back he readied himself.
"Stacy, I'm going to kick the door in!"
In one swift motion his foot made contact with the door breaking it open, causing Luke and Claude to rush over seeing what was happening.
"Hey! You broke my door!"
"Stacy?!"
He looked all around the bathroom, but she was nowhere to be scene. He groaned in frustration, his fist making contact with the window, the glass shattering into a million pieces.
"You know, you're going to have to pay for your damages Morgan!"
"Put it on my tab Luke!"
He wasn't about to give up, he knew Stacy was back here in Port Charles, it would only be a matter of time before he found her.
A/N: I know a short chapter, but I was bored and decided to write a chapter. A lot of stuff is going on in my life so sometimes it may take me awhile to post some chapters unless I get really into it. Guys if you could, could you please pray for my boyfriend, Private Stephan Travis Collier, US Army? He's stationed in Korea right now and may get sent to Iraq. Please pray for him and all the other soldiers? Thanks!
She could already feel her body growing weak again, she had kidded herself saying it was the flu, as to her body aches and weakness, but it wasn't true. It was her heart giving way, her heart that had already been broken and ripped apart so many times; she tightly wrapped her arms around her body walking away from the docks.
As she turned her body, the side of her face showing, he knew he wasn't hallucinating, it was really her, it was Stacy. He rushed down the stairs trying to catch her; his heart beating a million beats per minute. His voice finally being found called out to her, "STACY!"
She heard her name from behind her and slowly turned around, there he was, Jason Morgan standing in front of her. His trademark leather jacket started to show the snowflakes that were beginning to fall. First her heart, now her head, she was loosing it, not seeing her dead husband. She turned on her heels and ran as fast as she could away from the docks, and away from Jason.
He stood there, watching her run; his mind was at a total loss. He didn't know what was happening and why she was leaving. He thought she would have been happy to see him, that she would have jumped for joy and ran into his arms, but he was wrong. Maybe she still believed he was dead and she ran because she didn't want to allow herself to believe he was dead. What ever the reason, his once unable to move legs, rushed in the same direction she ran hoping that he would catch her before it was too late again.
Stacy continued to run, her legs moving as fast as she could. The cold air felt like it was cutting into her heart with ever breath; she rounded the corner seeing 'Luke's' still open. She turned around seeing Jason turn towards her direction. 'God what kind of dream am I having? Someone please wake me up!' She pushed open the doors running past Claude and Luke heading towards the bathroom.
Luke and Claude looked at the woman, business had been down and she was the only person to come in that day. The front door opened again as Jason Morgan rushed in, Luke doing a double take at the once dead acquaintance.
"Morgster, guess you didn't bite the big one! What brings you in here?"
"Did you see a woman run in here?"
"Oh really nice looking gal? Seemed to be in a rush? Wearing a nice coat? Dark brown hair, a little pale in the face?"
"Yeah where'd she go?"
"Never saw her before in my life."
"LUKE! Jason she ran towards the bathrooms."
"Thanks Claude."
Jason walked past Luke hitting him in the back of the head. Turning the corner he stopped at the only door, the women's restroom. He could hear someone inside moving things around. Pushing with all of his might he tried to open the door, only to find it locked. Banging his fist on the door he knew he had to talk to her, to explain to her what was happening.
"Stacy! It's Jason! Baby please open up!"
Inside she looked all around the bathroom looking for anything to help her escape. Her eyes focused on the window above one of the toilets. Quickly she maneuvered her footing on the toilet set and opened up the window, pushing her body out of hit. Her body hitting the ground hard, her head taking most of the fall. Slowly and painfully she stood up, her head pounding with every beat of her heart. Running down the alley she quickly jumped into a cab.
"Stacy, open up!"
He still had no luck with her opening up the door. Taking a few steps back he readied himself.
"Stacy, I'm going to kick the door in!"
In one swift motion his foot made contact with the door breaking it open, causing Luke and Claude to rush over seeing what was happening.
"Hey! You broke my door!"
"Stacy?!"
He looked all around the bathroom, but she was nowhere to be scene. He groaned in frustration, his fist making contact with the window, the glass shattering into a million pieces.
"You know, you're going to have to pay for your damages Morgan!"
"Put it on my tab Luke!"
He wasn't about to give up, he knew Stacy was back here in Port Charles, it would only be a matter of time before he found her.
A/N: I know a short chapter, but I was bored and decided to write a chapter. A lot of stuff is going on in my life so sometimes it may take me awhile to post some chapters unless I get really into it. Guys if you could, could you please pray for my boyfriend, Private Stephan Travis Collier, US Army? He's stationed in Korea right now and may get sent to Iraq. Please pray for him and all the other soldiers? Thanks!