Chapter 2: Revelations
Carly peeked in through the front window of the restaurant. She was glad to see that she was able to catch Courtney before she was able to practice her avoiding act again. Over the past few days she had made some real progress towards perfecting it.
"Hey Sweetie, we haven't seen you in days, what's up?" Carly asked suspiously.
"Oh hey Carly" Courtney replied without looking up from the sheaf of papers surrounding her "Things have been really busy here at work" she explained.
"Hmmm, really. That's kinda strange. I was in here yesterday, and the day before, and even the day before that, and you were nowhere to be seen. Things are that busy are they?" she was determined to get the answer out of her despite Courtney's obvious attempt to remain distracted by her paperwork.
When Courtney looked up at Carly, it was apparent how bad things really were. Courtney had deep, dark bags surrounding what appeared to be lifeless eyes. There was no hint anywhere of the happiness in her eyes that Carly was so accustomed to seeing. This was bad, really bad.
"Tell me what it is, is it Jason, oh my god it is, is he hurt?! I seen him yesterday though and he seemed fine, oh my god when did it happen?Today? ohmygod It's Mike, he had another heart attack. I have to call Sonny. What happened, tell me right now!" Carly exclaimed, not pausing to take to a breath between her sentences.
"Whoa, whoa Carly calm down! Daddy's fine, and so is Jason, as a matter of fact, he is better than fine, now that he has rid his life of everything that was wrong" No matter how hard she tired the bitterness in her voice was still there. She didn't mean to sound so jilted but her heart was still too raw from the other night to be able to think about the situation with anything less than animosity. Even as she thought about it, she could feel her heart breaking all over again.
Carly was nothing short of completely confused. Jason got rid of what? The only thing that Carly could think of that was wrong with Jason's life was Elizabeth, but he had rid himself of her a long time ago. What else could it be? No, it couldn't be.. Jason's increased irritability with her, his distance from her in the past few days were all pointing to one thing. But it still didn't make any sense at all. Jason loves Courtney with his whole being; there would be nothing that could stop that. He couldn't have left Courtney, could he?
"What do you mean Courtney, what did Jason get rid of?" Carly asked cautiously, fearing the worst.
Courtney got up abruptly from where she was sitting and turned her back to Carly and tried to appear busy cleaning the coffee machine. Once again the tears came, and she was helpless to stop them. Her shoulders shook with the sobs that were overtaking her, and she turned to Carly for the support that she desperately wanted.
"Oh Carly" Courtney choked out between sobs "It was horrible, he said so many mean things..hateful.he was just so hateful.never loved me..never did"
Carly was having a hard time understanding everything that Courtney was saying, she was crying so hard; but she did get the important parts. Jason had left her, what the hell was going on here? As Carly sat with Courtney crying in her arms, she knew that there had to be a logical explanation for what had happened, and she was going to figure it out, no matter what. She had a plan.
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The dark shadow outside the window of Kelly's moved to get a better view of the women inside. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he was confident that they were unknowingly going along with his agenda. It was all coming together.slowly, but it was working.
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There was really no point in devising another plan for escaping. He had already tired everything he could think of to escape time and time again with no luck. Not only was he locked in a small, dark cell; but he was locked in his own personal prison of memories. It wasn't anything in particular, a smile here, a kiss there. Little things that just kept creeping into his mind when he wasn't thinking of anything else. Just enough to make him feel not quite whole, like there was an important piece of him missing. Then there were the other thoughts, the ones that he tried not to think about.like what the scum that was keeping him here would do to her. Would she realize what was going on? God, please let her know what was going on. He wasn't one to give into emotions, he wasn't even supposed to have emotions, so the doctors said. But what was this ache deep in his chest? He needed to get out of here and get to her before it was too late.
Carly peeked in through the front window of the restaurant. She was glad to see that she was able to catch Courtney before she was able to practice her avoiding act again. Over the past few days she had made some real progress towards perfecting it.
"Hey Sweetie, we haven't seen you in days, what's up?" Carly asked suspiously.
"Oh hey Carly" Courtney replied without looking up from the sheaf of papers surrounding her "Things have been really busy here at work" she explained.
"Hmmm, really. That's kinda strange. I was in here yesterday, and the day before, and even the day before that, and you were nowhere to be seen. Things are that busy are they?" she was determined to get the answer out of her despite Courtney's obvious attempt to remain distracted by her paperwork.
When Courtney looked up at Carly, it was apparent how bad things really were. Courtney had deep, dark bags surrounding what appeared to be lifeless eyes. There was no hint anywhere of the happiness in her eyes that Carly was so accustomed to seeing. This was bad, really bad.
"Tell me what it is, is it Jason, oh my god it is, is he hurt?! I seen him yesterday though and he seemed fine, oh my god when did it happen?Today? ohmygod It's Mike, he had another heart attack. I have to call Sonny. What happened, tell me right now!" Carly exclaimed, not pausing to take to a breath between her sentences.
"Whoa, whoa Carly calm down! Daddy's fine, and so is Jason, as a matter of fact, he is better than fine, now that he has rid his life of everything that was wrong" No matter how hard she tired the bitterness in her voice was still there. She didn't mean to sound so jilted but her heart was still too raw from the other night to be able to think about the situation with anything less than animosity. Even as she thought about it, she could feel her heart breaking all over again.
Carly was nothing short of completely confused. Jason got rid of what? The only thing that Carly could think of that was wrong with Jason's life was Elizabeth, but he had rid himself of her a long time ago. What else could it be? No, it couldn't be.. Jason's increased irritability with her, his distance from her in the past few days were all pointing to one thing. But it still didn't make any sense at all. Jason loves Courtney with his whole being; there would be nothing that could stop that. He couldn't have left Courtney, could he?
"What do you mean Courtney, what did Jason get rid of?" Carly asked cautiously, fearing the worst.
Courtney got up abruptly from where she was sitting and turned her back to Carly and tried to appear busy cleaning the coffee machine. Once again the tears came, and she was helpless to stop them. Her shoulders shook with the sobs that were overtaking her, and she turned to Carly for the support that she desperately wanted.
"Oh Carly" Courtney choked out between sobs "It was horrible, he said so many mean things..hateful.he was just so hateful.never loved me..never did"
Carly was having a hard time understanding everything that Courtney was saying, she was crying so hard; but she did get the important parts. Jason had left her, what the hell was going on here? As Carly sat with Courtney crying in her arms, she knew that there had to be a logical explanation for what had happened, and she was going to figure it out, no matter what. She had a plan.
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The dark shadow outside the window of Kelly's moved to get a better view of the women inside. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he was confident that they were unknowingly going along with his agenda. It was all coming together.slowly, but it was working.
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There was really no point in devising another plan for escaping. He had already tired everything he could think of to escape time and time again with no luck. Not only was he locked in a small, dark cell; but he was locked in his own personal prison of memories. It wasn't anything in particular, a smile here, a kiss there. Little things that just kept creeping into his mind when he wasn't thinking of anything else. Just enough to make him feel not quite whole, like there was an important piece of him missing. Then there were the other thoughts, the ones that he tried not to think about.like what the scum that was keeping him here would do to her. Would she realize what was going on? God, please let her know what was going on. He wasn't one to give into emotions, he wasn't even supposed to have emotions, so the doctors said. But what was this ache deep in his chest? He needed to get out of here and get to her before it was too late.