It wasn't hard at all, little people aren't so little. She asked around. Corinthos had a warehouse and his wife had a club the Cellar. It was now 11:30 and the first race was at midnight. The plan was simple. A) Go to wife's club, get keys to bike. B) Get bike, get into race, make some cash. C) Blow town. Simple.
The Cellar was upper class, crème de la crème of this little town called Port Charles. Fancy men and women, nice suits and rich people attitudes. Billy loved those parties. And playing the part of the bitch tonight, Elizabeth Williamina Weber. She strolled down the steps, the music of choice was jazz, she liked that the wife had taste. She looked around and spotted her target.
-Excuse me Mr. Corinthos.-
-Elizabeth?-
-Don't call me that, you don't know me well enough.-
-I'm sorry um, Billy is it?-
-Yeah.-
-What can I do for you?-
-I want-
Someone grabbed her arm.
-I don't think it would be best for you to be dealing with him Elizabeth.-
-Who are you?-
-Jasper Jax. I just though that it be best you didn't get involved with the town thug, upon returning to Port Charles.-
-First, let go of me. Second, I don't trust pretty faces with syrupy voices. Third, passing through not staying. Fourth, fuck off. Now Mr. Corinthos-
Jax stepped back a bit surprised by her reaction. Lucky pushed past him and stood in front of her.
-Liz I know that you don't remember us but we're your friends.-
-Where's your proof?-
-What?-
-Where is your proof? I don't know you from Adam. How am I suppose to know you've got my best interest at heart? Friends spend time get to know a person, I don't take shit on faith. Now what's your name?-
-Lucky.-
-Fuck. Off.-
She turned back to Sonny when a 'what's your problem Elizabeth?' came out. Billy sighed.
-Mr. Corinthos I would like my bike back please.-
-I'm sorry, its busted. Too dangerous for you to be riding.-
-I'll be the judge of that. I can fix it myself just give it back.-
-You have family here, did you know that?-
-They're not my family.-
-Don't you want-
She put her hand up, then stood on the nearest table and whistled.
-Hello. My name's Elizabeth Williamina Weber. I was born two years ago in General Hospital without my memory and certain neural damage. I don't know any of you people and after the day I've been having I don't want to. So don't come to me and tell me who you are and who you used to be. Don't tell me about some family I never met or want to meet, because I don't care. Oh, and don't steel my property. One more thing, its not Elizabeth or Liz its Billy. B.I.L.L.Y. Go it? Good.-
She stepped off the table.
-My bike Mister Corinthos.-
-I'm sorry Billy.-
-Yeah me to. You see, I may be dirt under your nails who doesn't look as good as Court and your pretty blonde wife in my second hand clothes. But I don't bow to people like you. I don't owe people like you anything. I busted my ass for that bike and I'd rather sleep on the ground of some stinking alley than sell it. I also fight for what's mine. You didn't buy that bike and you had no right to take it so you either give me my keys and my bike or, well, I'd hate for Court to see me hurt her brother.-
-Is that a threat?-
Before Sonny could finish she punched him the mouth. A strong arm grabbed her and she looked up to see Jason, she yanked her arm pulling him off balance. He slammed into her with an 'oof' and then regained his balance yanking her away from Sonny and Carly.
-Alright, alright, let go of me.-
Jason eyed her.
-Okay, let go or pull back a stump.-
Jason let her go.
-Sorry Court, didn't mean to ruin your party.-
Courtney bowed her head. Billy bowed low to Sonny.
-After all, a nobody like me ain't got no business smacking his majesty around. Do forgive me.-
Billy turn on her heels and walked past the stunned on lookers. She climbed the stairs and pulled out her keys. She was right, it was on Sonny's boy Jason. Slipping it off him was too easy. Now she had to find her bike.
It was now midnight and she just made into the first race with Sonny's money, from Sonny's wallet. From the money she made, she put what she took back into the wallet and she went on to the next race. It took her four races to make 9 grand. She got a motel room and crashed. She'd return the wallet and get the hell out of Dodge while she could.
Billy showered, got dressed and headed back to Kelly's. Courtney was working when she walked in. She looked at Billy and gestured for her to go to the counter.
-My brother was really pissed off. If that means anything to you.-
-Not really. Here, all of the money's in there.-
-How's your bike?-
-Fine. Your boy even fixed it better than any garage.-
-He had one for a while, he loves bikes. Elizabeth used to go riding with him.-
-Really?-
-Yeah.-
-What did she do?-
-Nothing.-
-Right, you didn't want to tell me that part. The look in your eyes said you hate her. So tell me, what I do?-
-You didn't do anything but love Jason.-
-Him and me?-
-Yeah it was on and off, you both tried to make it work but...-
-It didn't and I didn't take you two being together well.-
-No.-
-Spilled milk.-
-Liz was close to Sonny. It made her hate him.-
-No, I think that was all your brother.-
Courtney snorted and uh-oh when Sonny came in.
-Ms. Weber.-
-Petulant child.-
-What?-
-You gonna cry 'cause you didn't get your way?-
-No but you did steel from me.-
-Here, all the money's there.-
Sonny eyed her.
-You play dangerous games.-
-Yes I do. I've played hard and long and gone past luck to skill a long time ago. So don't give me any advice or warnings, deaf ears and all that. It was nice but New York is calling and I am so bored with you people.-
-My wife called the cops.-
-Shit.-
Sonny got a cold chill down his spine. The eyes he looked into where the same eyes of his enforcer, dangerous and deadly. He knew now that he may have gone too far with Ms. Williamina Weber.
-Fine I'll play for now.-
Marcus came and arrested her. He took her to the presinct and ran her prints.
-You know, you and anger boy got something in common.-
-Fool proof bullishit detector?-
-No.-
-Asshole meter?-
-No.-
-A knack for telling cops to go fuck themselves?-
-Can't control your tempers. I like that by the way.-
-Took my damaged brain all of nine seconds to think that up.- She said it with a pop.
-You're a bad girl Williamina.-
-Due tell cutey.- She smiled and winked.
Marcus continued to read off what was her rap sheet. Minors here and there but it always seemed that she got into messes with powerful people. Coming out of it relatively unscathed. Marcus asked why. Billy shrugged.
-The way you go on, you should be working for us.-
-No thanks I don't eat pork.-
-That's original.-
-No but it was fitting for the time. I gave him back his wallet, is there something else?-
Marcus smiled.
-Let me tell you something else.-
He told her about Elizabeth Weber in detail and let her go. Liz went to
General Hospital.
-Hi.-
-Elizabeth?-
-Billy.-
-Sorry, how can I help you Billy.-
-My um, my um grandmother?-
-Oh sure I'll page her.-
Audrey came down.
-Hi.-
-Ah hi.-
[end]
AN: Thanks for the feedback guys. As for your questions Courtney and Billy will be friends for now. The wedding my go off, which leaves delicious cheating potential. The Author.
The Cellar was upper class, crème de la crème of this little town called Port Charles. Fancy men and women, nice suits and rich people attitudes. Billy loved those parties. And playing the part of the bitch tonight, Elizabeth Williamina Weber. She strolled down the steps, the music of choice was jazz, she liked that the wife had taste. She looked around and spotted her target.
-Excuse me Mr. Corinthos.-
-Elizabeth?-
-Don't call me that, you don't know me well enough.-
-I'm sorry um, Billy is it?-
-Yeah.-
-What can I do for you?-
-I want-
Someone grabbed her arm.
-I don't think it would be best for you to be dealing with him Elizabeth.-
-Who are you?-
-Jasper Jax. I just though that it be best you didn't get involved with the town thug, upon returning to Port Charles.-
-First, let go of me. Second, I don't trust pretty faces with syrupy voices. Third, passing through not staying. Fourth, fuck off. Now Mr. Corinthos-
Jax stepped back a bit surprised by her reaction. Lucky pushed past him and stood in front of her.
-Liz I know that you don't remember us but we're your friends.-
-Where's your proof?-
-What?-
-Where is your proof? I don't know you from Adam. How am I suppose to know you've got my best interest at heart? Friends spend time get to know a person, I don't take shit on faith. Now what's your name?-
-Lucky.-
-Fuck. Off.-
She turned back to Sonny when a 'what's your problem Elizabeth?' came out. Billy sighed.
-Mr. Corinthos I would like my bike back please.-
-I'm sorry, its busted. Too dangerous for you to be riding.-
-I'll be the judge of that. I can fix it myself just give it back.-
-You have family here, did you know that?-
-They're not my family.-
-Don't you want-
She put her hand up, then stood on the nearest table and whistled.
-Hello. My name's Elizabeth Williamina Weber. I was born two years ago in General Hospital without my memory and certain neural damage. I don't know any of you people and after the day I've been having I don't want to. So don't come to me and tell me who you are and who you used to be. Don't tell me about some family I never met or want to meet, because I don't care. Oh, and don't steel my property. One more thing, its not Elizabeth or Liz its Billy. B.I.L.L.Y. Go it? Good.-
She stepped off the table.
-My bike Mister Corinthos.-
-I'm sorry Billy.-
-Yeah me to. You see, I may be dirt under your nails who doesn't look as good as Court and your pretty blonde wife in my second hand clothes. But I don't bow to people like you. I don't owe people like you anything. I busted my ass for that bike and I'd rather sleep on the ground of some stinking alley than sell it. I also fight for what's mine. You didn't buy that bike and you had no right to take it so you either give me my keys and my bike or, well, I'd hate for Court to see me hurt her brother.-
-Is that a threat?-
Before Sonny could finish she punched him the mouth. A strong arm grabbed her and she looked up to see Jason, she yanked her arm pulling him off balance. He slammed into her with an 'oof' and then regained his balance yanking her away from Sonny and Carly.
-Alright, alright, let go of me.-
Jason eyed her.
-Okay, let go or pull back a stump.-
Jason let her go.
-Sorry Court, didn't mean to ruin your party.-
Courtney bowed her head. Billy bowed low to Sonny.
-After all, a nobody like me ain't got no business smacking his majesty around. Do forgive me.-
Billy turn on her heels and walked past the stunned on lookers. She climbed the stairs and pulled out her keys. She was right, it was on Sonny's boy Jason. Slipping it off him was too easy. Now she had to find her bike.
It was now midnight and she just made into the first race with Sonny's money, from Sonny's wallet. From the money she made, she put what she took back into the wallet and she went on to the next race. It took her four races to make 9 grand. She got a motel room and crashed. She'd return the wallet and get the hell out of Dodge while she could.
Billy showered, got dressed and headed back to Kelly's. Courtney was working when she walked in. She looked at Billy and gestured for her to go to the counter.
-My brother was really pissed off. If that means anything to you.-
-Not really. Here, all of the money's in there.-
-How's your bike?-
-Fine. Your boy even fixed it better than any garage.-
-He had one for a while, he loves bikes. Elizabeth used to go riding with him.-
-Really?-
-Yeah.-
-What did she do?-
-Nothing.-
-Right, you didn't want to tell me that part. The look in your eyes said you hate her. So tell me, what I do?-
-You didn't do anything but love Jason.-
-Him and me?-
-Yeah it was on and off, you both tried to make it work but...-
-It didn't and I didn't take you two being together well.-
-No.-
-Spilled milk.-
-Liz was close to Sonny. It made her hate him.-
-No, I think that was all your brother.-
Courtney snorted and uh-oh when Sonny came in.
-Ms. Weber.-
-Petulant child.-
-What?-
-You gonna cry 'cause you didn't get your way?-
-No but you did steel from me.-
-Here, all the money's there.-
Sonny eyed her.
-You play dangerous games.-
-Yes I do. I've played hard and long and gone past luck to skill a long time ago. So don't give me any advice or warnings, deaf ears and all that. It was nice but New York is calling and I am so bored with you people.-
-My wife called the cops.-
-Shit.-
Sonny got a cold chill down his spine. The eyes he looked into where the same eyes of his enforcer, dangerous and deadly. He knew now that he may have gone too far with Ms. Williamina Weber.
-Fine I'll play for now.-
Marcus came and arrested her. He took her to the presinct and ran her prints.
-You know, you and anger boy got something in common.-
-Fool proof bullishit detector?-
-No.-
-Asshole meter?-
-No.-
-A knack for telling cops to go fuck themselves?-
-Can't control your tempers. I like that by the way.-
-Took my damaged brain all of nine seconds to think that up.- She said it with a pop.
-You're a bad girl Williamina.-
-Due tell cutey.- She smiled and winked.
Marcus continued to read off what was her rap sheet. Minors here and there but it always seemed that she got into messes with powerful people. Coming out of it relatively unscathed. Marcus asked why. Billy shrugged.
-The way you go on, you should be working for us.-
-No thanks I don't eat pork.-
-That's original.-
-No but it was fitting for the time. I gave him back his wallet, is there something else?-
Marcus smiled.
-Let me tell you something else.-
He told her about Elizabeth Weber in detail and let her go. Liz went to
General Hospital.
-Hi.-
-Elizabeth?-
-Billy.-
-Sorry, how can I help you Billy.-
-My um, my um grandmother?-
-Oh sure I'll page her.-
Audrey came down.
-Hi.-
-Ah hi.-
[end]
AN: Thanks for the feedback guys. As for your questions Courtney and Billy will be friends for now. The wedding my go off, which leaves delicious cheating potential. The Author.