~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sonny's Penthouse~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Carly just stared at Sonny in disbelief. It was too unreal. Courtney, her best friend, wasn't capable of this. She was too kind hearted, too sincere. She wasn't vindictive. But she knew it wasn't true. Carly looked back at Courtney's behavior lately, she seemed extra jumpy, giving half-explanations for where she'd been, or who was on the phone. She hadn't been the same Courtney since she left Jason. She wandered over to the couch before looking at Sonny so lost and confused.
"Where's Jason?" She asked, sounding like a frightened child.
"He left."
"What do you mean, Sonny? 'He left.' What does that mean?!" Her anger with Courtney and Alcazar was getting the better of her.
"I mean Jacob called saying that he had Courtney and Alcazar and Jason left me to deal with them. I don't know where he went. I don't know when he'll be back. He's abandoned me!" Sonny shouted, reaching for the bottle like he always did.
No, he's abandoned me. I don't have Sonny anymore; he's left me for that slut. I don't have Alcazar, he's with Courtney, and soon he'll be dead. And Courtney.... But Jason, Jason would never leave me, he would just up and LEAVE, not when I need him most. It couldn't be true.
Neither of them heard Sam when she came in, they were too consumed in their own thoughts. She entered tentatively, not sure what was going on.
"Sonny?" Sam asked cautiously.
He looked at her, some relief washing over him at the sight of her. He couldn't deal with Carly, but he wouldn't have to deal with all this alone. Everyone hated her, thought she shouldn't be in his life. They thought he was just using her, maybe he was, but not like they thought. She didn't lie to him. She didn't try to fix everything. She trusted him. She was fun. She understood that he needed his space; she didn't ask him for anything he couldn't give. Yes, she was good for him.
"I have to go take care of some business, I'll try not to be too late." He walked over and gave her a kiss on the lips before grabbing his jacket and preparing to leave. Before walking out he turned back to Carly. "You should go home." And with that he walked out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Carly's Cottage~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She'd just tucked the boys into bed, explaining to them that they'd see their father another day, before curling up in her own bed. Courtney's betrayal hurt, but in retrospect it made sense...she was never really one of them. But Alcazar was different. Jason insisted she was still in love with Sonny, and a part of her was and always would be, but she was also in love with Alcazar. He didn't yell at her. He didn't accuse her of always screwing up. He was kind to her and now he was going to die. She knew it had to be done, he'd gone to far with the bomb, but that didn't mean she wouldn't grieve for him. But there would be no one to comfort her in her grief. She wrapped the blankets around her as she cried herself to sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Nowhere~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He didn't say goodbye to anyone he just left. Jason hadn't even bothered to pack any clothes, he could buy them when he got where he was going. Not that he knew where he was going; he just needed to get away. He hadn't really been able to think in a long time. He couldn't remember the last time he'd just gone out for a ride just for the hell of it. Courtney never really liked riding, not that he relished having her ride with him, it didn't feel right.
Jason hadn't talked to anyone in a long time either. Courtney preferred to do the talking, and, though he denied it for the longest time, there wasn't very much he wanted to tell her. He could have talked to Carly but she'd had so much going on lately. It seemed just one disaster after another. It was the same with Sonny, who was just becoming more and more self-involved. When was the last time he asked Jason how he was doing? He couldn't remember.
So he was leaving for his own sanity, going eighty down the road with no particular direction. He just needed to get somewhere and feel safe. That's when he knew where he was head....
Carly just stared at Sonny in disbelief. It was too unreal. Courtney, her best friend, wasn't capable of this. She was too kind hearted, too sincere. She wasn't vindictive. But she knew it wasn't true. Carly looked back at Courtney's behavior lately, she seemed extra jumpy, giving half-explanations for where she'd been, or who was on the phone. She hadn't been the same Courtney since she left Jason. She wandered over to the couch before looking at Sonny so lost and confused.
"Where's Jason?" She asked, sounding like a frightened child.
"He left."
"What do you mean, Sonny? 'He left.' What does that mean?!" Her anger with Courtney and Alcazar was getting the better of her.
"I mean Jacob called saying that he had Courtney and Alcazar and Jason left me to deal with them. I don't know where he went. I don't know when he'll be back. He's abandoned me!" Sonny shouted, reaching for the bottle like he always did.
No, he's abandoned me. I don't have Sonny anymore; he's left me for that slut. I don't have Alcazar, he's with Courtney, and soon he'll be dead. And Courtney.... But Jason, Jason would never leave me, he would just up and LEAVE, not when I need him most. It couldn't be true.
Neither of them heard Sam when she came in, they were too consumed in their own thoughts. She entered tentatively, not sure what was going on.
"Sonny?" Sam asked cautiously.
He looked at her, some relief washing over him at the sight of her. He couldn't deal with Carly, but he wouldn't have to deal with all this alone. Everyone hated her, thought she shouldn't be in his life. They thought he was just using her, maybe he was, but not like they thought. She didn't lie to him. She didn't try to fix everything. She trusted him. She was fun. She understood that he needed his space; she didn't ask him for anything he couldn't give. Yes, she was good for him.
"I have to go take care of some business, I'll try not to be too late." He walked over and gave her a kiss on the lips before grabbing his jacket and preparing to leave. Before walking out he turned back to Carly. "You should go home." And with that he walked out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Carly's Cottage~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She'd just tucked the boys into bed, explaining to them that they'd see their father another day, before curling up in her own bed. Courtney's betrayal hurt, but in retrospect it made sense...she was never really one of them. But Alcazar was different. Jason insisted she was still in love with Sonny, and a part of her was and always would be, but she was also in love with Alcazar. He didn't yell at her. He didn't accuse her of always screwing up. He was kind to her and now he was going to die. She knew it had to be done, he'd gone to far with the bomb, but that didn't mean she wouldn't grieve for him. But there would be no one to comfort her in her grief. She wrapped the blankets around her as she cried herself to sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Nowhere~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He didn't say goodbye to anyone he just left. Jason hadn't even bothered to pack any clothes, he could buy them when he got where he was going. Not that he knew where he was going; he just needed to get away. He hadn't really been able to think in a long time. He couldn't remember the last time he'd just gone out for a ride just for the hell of it. Courtney never really liked riding, not that he relished having her ride with him, it didn't feel right.
Jason hadn't talked to anyone in a long time either. Courtney preferred to do the talking, and, though he denied it for the longest time, there wasn't very much he wanted to tell her. He could have talked to Carly but she'd had so much going on lately. It seemed just one disaster after another. It was the same with Sonny, who was just becoming more and more self-involved. When was the last time he asked Jason how he was doing? He couldn't remember.
So he was leaving for his own sanity, going eighty down the road with no particular direction. He just needed to get somewhere and feel safe. That's when he knew where he was head....