Chapter 3: Gluttony

"Good night, sleep tight." I said to Danny as I tucked him into bed. He was older then me but he was like my child, I always had to take care of him. The stress got to me. I had to look over schools for Danny. I remembered how I send him to a normal school that had special education classes. The other kids bashed him, discriminated against him, even tried to kill him to see if mentally challenged people feel pain, they feel and they feel even more. I once send him to an all special education school but he hated it there. The other kids scared him and teased him for bing the oldest. Danny needed an education in order to go out to the society. I felt a moment of hate towards my mother for keeping Danny locked in a basement. She felt shame that her son was mentally challenged, she didn't care to think that it's not his fault but it's hers, she was hooked on pain killers while pregnant.

I knew that I could trust Danny and that he is not going to wake up any time soon. I got my coat and left my boat "The Pirates Loft". I remembered how I got that boat, I was a waitress at "The Pirates Loft" back when it was a haunted ship on Halloween. It had a restaurant in it and that's where I worked. After a few years, the haunted ship got too boring for the children so my boss gave me that boat as a gift to keep me silent. The truth was that he molested a few children while they visited "The Pirates Loft".

I walked out on the docks and I started walking to a further side of town, I past through "The Haunted Star" casino as I continued to walk. It was almost a half an hour later that I finally reached my destination, "The Drunken Sailor". "The Drunken Sailor" was a bar in the worst town of Port Charles. It was on the docks and it was basically for sailors but other people also came. I walked into "The Drunken Sailor" and the noice of blues and drunken talkers hit my ears.

"Sammy" I heard a guy scream, it was one of the usual's.
"Hay Chunk." That was his name and that is who a talked to the most. He was good to talk to, always drunk and always funny. He always took my stress away.
"What you steal?" Chunk asked me, he knew about my stealing but he didn't care, noone at "The Drunken Sailor" did. "Guess what? I stole a rich woman's wallet, her name is Carly Corinthos." everyone knew who the Corinthos' were. "Did you just say Carly Corinthos?" Luke asked. He was the only semi rich person at the bar but he was one of the usual's. "Yes I did and I'd do it again." I let him know. It was so cool to get it off my chest. "Yes, I stole Carly's wallet and she could never ever get it back."

I bragged about it the rest of that night while I got a little drunkish and finally left. The next day I felt like someone was following me so I didn't go stealing at all. When it was dark I decided to go out for some fresh air and so I went to the park. I still had that feeling that someone was walking right behind me but when I turned around nobody was there.

"Who's there?" I asked when I finally reached the park. It was empty and nobody responded. I sat down on a bench and looked at the snow that was falling. Some time passed and I felt a little better. I had time to think in the fresh air and remembered all the happy times off my life. I remembered when I was 8, my father stole some jewelry and sold it at a black market. He had never spend any of the money on me but that one year he got me a birthday cake that said "Sam" on it. He bought it with his own money. It meant so much to me. That somebody finally remembered my birthday. Of course that was the only time somebody remembered my birthday.

I was about to stand up when I felt a something against my head. I turned around to see a guy holding a gun at my head ready to shoot. "Who are you?" I asked, "What do you want?"

He didn't answer, I turned to run but now there were a few other guys surrounding me, they were all holding guns. Fear was rushing through my body. I recognized a few of those guys. One of them was the man who was with Carly when I stole her wallet and the other one was Luke, the guy who was always at the bar. "What do you want?" I asked.

"My niece's wallet for one thing." Luke spoke up. "Didn't your parents ever teach you not to gloat to strangers?"

"I don't have the wallet, it's in my boat." I lied.

"No it's not, I searched there already." The first guy with the gun told me.

"Come on Jason, just shoot her." One of the guys told him.

"Sure thing Sonny." The guy named Jason aimed at me.

"Ok, I surrender, the wallet is in my boat in a secret area. I'll give it to you, just please don't shoot me." I said. The guy named Sonny tilted him head as in motioning Jason to do something. Jason put his gun in his pocket and grabbed my arm.

"You want to take her Sonny?" He asked.

"No, you do your job." Sonny told Jason as Sonny and Luke walked away. Jason started dragging me back to the docks, my boat. When we stepped into my boat, everything was a mess. The first thing I did was beg Jason to let me check on my brother first, when I did Danny was still asleep and his room was not as messy as all others.

"Where's the wallet?" Jason asked me. I asked Jason if he wants some coffee or anything but he refused. I tried to be nice but he was growing impatient. He definitely wasn't the talkative type but he did manage to ask me a question: "Why do you care so much about your brother?"

"He's my blood. He's really sweet and nice but he's mentally challenged." I let him know as I continued with my story. I let him know how I found Danny in my mothers basement and how I needed money to pay for Danny's schools. I also let him know how hard it was for Danny and how other kids make fun of him. Jason showed some reaction to it. His face was emotionless but his eyes were saddened. Tears started falling down my eyes. The memories of Danny coming home in tears or how I random guy tried to beat Danny up, or the memory of how I got the call that Danny was in a hospital because somebody beat him up, it all made me cry. Jason's eyes showed concern. I tried to walk away, to find the wallet and give it to him. Jason grabbed by arm and pulled me closer to himself. I was lost in the moment as I started staring into his eyes, he kissed me.

The moment didn't end and everything was moving so fast. Jason started removing my shirt and I started removing his. I suddenly pulled away as I remembered about my rape. I remembered how one of dad's friend came over and raped me as I cried for him to stop. I reminded myself that this was different and I got back to undressing Jason. It was moving faster then ever expected and before I knew it I was shirtless standing in front of him while he was shirtless too. A cell phone rang and Jason picked it up while hugging me. He said a few words into the phone and them hung up. At that time, I noticed that Danny was awake standing in the doorway. Jason pushed me aside and picked up his shirt. He got dressed as I was trying to figure out what has just occurred. Jason asked me for the wallet as I pointed to the kitchen table. He looked around it and he spotted it taped under the table. He got it and left without even saying good bye. I got dressed with even more tears falling down my eyes. Yet another thing in my life went terribly wrong


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