Chapter six: Fighting for a life
Hey everybody, I'm really sorry it took sooo long to update, I have had writer's block, and it's been driving me completly crazy! Ok enough of my rant, thanks to everyone that has reviewed, and please, please do keep reviewing, in all truth it's makes me update faster, or will since I'm over my evil writer's block.
Disclaimer: Don't own GH, only Payton and her family, and as always, no sueing!
Now, now that I have finished babbling, here's the next chapter!
Chapter six: Conversations
He sat by her bed, holiding her ice cold hand in his. He looked around the room, and back to her. She was hooked up to so many wires, it was hard to look at her.
"You have to wake up Payton, don't you dare give up." His voice sounded cracked, this was all so overwhelming.
He'd been there all night, and he was sure Carly must be worried by now. Forceing himself to leave, Sonny headed back to the pent house.
~**~
When he walked in, he turned on the light and looked directly at the couch. There was Carly, sleeping. She must have waited up for him. He put the keys down on the desk, and walked quietly up to his wife. He kneeled down next to her, and rubbed her arm, whispering
"Carly."
She stirred slightly, and slowly opened her eyes, looking at Sonny.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey." He replied back.
He sat on the couch next to her, and looked into her eyes.
"I have to talk to you."
She looked at him with slight worry in her eyes.
"What's wrong, w- what is it?" She said in a small panic, she was thinking the worst.
"No, it's, I'm fine. But I have somthing I need to tell you."
"Well what is it?"
"The call I got earlier was from the hospital, they found a young girl alive after some attack on their house. She had a letter, in her pocket, and it had somthing to do with me."
Carly's brow wrinkled, she was wondering what he was getting at.
He continued....
"The letter was from a women I dated fourteen years ago, Pam. She said that the girl was my daughter, that she was sorry she hadn't told me."
The last sentence had a twinge of anger in it.
Carly's face was one of shock.
"How do you know for sure if she's yours?" Carly asked.
"I had a DNA test done, and the letter Pam wrote was dated years ago. I had a child I didn't know about. She kept my daughter from me. If I had known, I could have protected her, and she wouldn't be lying in a hospital bed with her throat slit." As Sonny said this, he stood up and punched the wall, making a hole.
Carly stood up and ran to her husband, taking his bloody fist gently and examining it. Sonny winced as she did so, but didn't pull back. He closed his eyes, and with his other hand, rubbed his temples.
She looked at him, her eyes wide, fierce and sure. She put her hand on his arm and looked at the side of his face.
"Sonny, this was not your fault, you can't blame yourself for somthing you didn't know about. That wasn't your fault, it was her's, she decided not to tell you."
"Sonny look at me."
He turned his head slightly and looked into her eyes. She looked back into his, windows to his soul. The dark orbs she loved so much, were glistening with unshed tears, and full of pain. At that moment, she wished she could make it all go away, take that pain from him. He had lost so much, and this was just another thing to add on to the list. She cupped her hands around his face, and looked at him reasuringly.
At that moment, it made him feel like everything was going to be alright.
They kissed eachother, and embraced. Sonny pulled back and looked at her.
"I have to go back."
Carly was dissapointed, but she pushed it aside, and understood.
She nodded slightly.
"Okay." Was all she said.
Sonny walked towards the door, and looked back at her.
"I love you." He said, and closed the door behind him.
"Me too." She said softly.
~**~
Sonny was sitting by her bed again, he felt exsausted. He leaned back in his chair, and began to fall asleep, listening to the steady beeping of his daughters heart rate.
His eyes snapped open, when heard one long beeeeeeeeep.
I know, evil me, sorry, just thought that was a good place to end. You'll just have to wait till tommorow to see what happens, if you review, you review and I PROMISE I'll have the next chapter up tommorow. I know this chapter was sucky, so sorry about that. Anywho, lol, I'm gonna go. TTFN!
~*~Samara~*~
Hey everybody, I'm really sorry it took sooo long to update, I have had writer's block, and it's been driving me completly crazy! Ok enough of my rant, thanks to everyone that has reviewed, and please, please do keep reviewing, in all truth it's makes me update faster, or will since I'm over my evil writer's block.
Disclaimer: Don't own GH, only Payton and her family, and as always, no sueing!
Now, now that I have finished babbling, here's the next chapter!
Chapter six: Conversations
He sat by her bed, holiding her ice cold hand in his. He looked around the room, and back to her. She was hooked up to so many wires, it was hard to look at her.
"You have to wake up Payton, don't you dare give up." His voice sounded cracked, this was all so overwhelming.
He'd been there all night, and he was sure Carly must be worried by now. Forceing himself to leave, Sonny headed back to the pent house.
~**~
When he walked in, he turned on the light and looked directly at the couch. There was Carly, sleeping. She must have waited up for him. He put the keys down on the desk, and walked quietly up to his wife. He kneeled down next to her, and rubbed her arm, whispering
"Carly."
She stirred slightly, and slowly opened her eyes, looking at Sonny.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey." He replied back.
He sat on the couch next to her, and looked into her eyes.
"I have to talk to you."
She looked at him with slight worry in her eyes.
"What's wrong, w- what is it?" She said in a small panic, she was thinking the worst.
"No, it's, I'm fine. But I have somthing I need to tell you."
"Well what is it?"
"The call I got earlier was from the hospital, they found a young girl alive after some attack on their house. She had a letter, in her pocket, and it had somthing to do with me."
Carly's brow wrinkled, she was wondering what he was getting at.
He continued....
"The letter was from a women I dated fourteen years ago, Pam. She said that the girl was my daughter, that she was sorry she hadn't told me."
The last sentence had a twinge of anger in it.
Carly's face was one of shock.
"How do you know for sure if she's yours?" Carly asked.
"I had a DNA test done, and the letter Pam wrote was dated years ago. I had a child I didn't know about. She kept my daughter from me. If I had known, I could have protected her, and she wouldn't be lying in a hospital bed with her throat slit." As Sonny said this, he stood up and punched the wall, making a hole.
Carly stood up and ran to her husband, taking his bloody fist gently and examining it. Sonny winced as she did so, but didn't pull back. He closed his eyes, and with his other hand, rubbed his temples.
She looked at him, her eyes wide, fierce and sure. She put her hand on his arm and looked at the side of his face.
"Sonny, this was not your fault, you can't blame yourself for somthing you didn't know about. That wasn't your fault, it was her's, she decided not to tell you."
"Sonny look at me."
He turned his head slightly and looked into her eyes. She looked back into his, windows to his soul. The dark orbs she loved so much, were glistening with unshed tears, and full of pain. At that moment, she wished she could make it all go away, take that pain from him. He had lost so much, and this was just another thing to add on to the list. She cupped her hands around his face, and looked at him reasuringly.
At that moment, it made him feel like everything was going to be alright.
They kissed eachother, and embraced. Sonny pulled back and looked at her.
"I have to go back."
Carly was dissapointed, but she pushed it aside, and understood.
She nodded slightly.
"Okay." Was all she said.
Sonny walked towards the door, and looked back at her.
"I love you." He said, and closed the door behind him.
"Me too." She said softly.
~**~
Sonny was sitting by her bed again, he felt exsausted. He leaned back in his chair, and began to fall asleep, listening to the steady beeping of his daughters heart rate.
His eyes snapped open, when heard one long beeeeeeeeep.
I know, evil me, sorry, just thought that was a good place to end. You'll just have to wait till tommorow to see what happens, if you review, you review and I PROMISE I'll have the next chapter up tommorow. I know this chapter was sucky, so sorry about that. Anywho, lol, I'm gonna go. TTFN!
~*~Samara~*~