Chapter 5: Envy

Danny and I have been living with Jason Morgan for like a week now. Of course, I had my own bedroom, as well as Danny. Jason was nice to us. For some unknown reason I started to trust him, like him.

"You look like you're cold." Jason said as he threw a blanket over my shoulders. A sudden warmth.

"Thank you." that was all I could mutter out.

"It's no problem." he said to me and walked out of the room.

Then the door opened and Carly Corinthos walked in.

"What is she still doing here?" Carly asked Jason when she thought I wasn't listening.

"She lives here, remember."

"Well, I really think you shouldn't put up with charity cases like her. I feel bad for her and all but you know she could be just using you." Carly said.

Carly would come by every single day, and everyday she would say the same thing, that I was using Jason. And everyday, I would do the same thing, leave.

"I'm going out." I said as I grabbed my coat and left the penthouse. I took the elevator downstairs and left the building.

I started walking towards my usual direction, Kelly's diner, but then I noticed what time it was. Danny would be coming home from school soon so I figured I could go and pick him up.

I turned around and started walking towards the school. It was cold, the freezing wind was blowing in my face. It seemed like I was walking for hours, but it was only minutes.

"Hi Sam." Danny said when he came out of the big building. A building that was more like a prison.

"Hey Honey." I walked over to him and took his hand. Like a mother, I walked him home.

Home. How easy was it for me to think of Jason's penthouse as home. Home is where the heart is, or so everyone always says. But to me, home was where everybody hated me and only one person seemed to defend me, protect me, and that was Jason.

I couldn't think of it anymore. A part of me wanted to become a family with the man who took me in. But we were just friends and nothing more can be made out of that.

Danny and I reached the building and walked in.

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The next day, Carly came over. Again. And once again she had her bag of bullshit.

"Jason. She can't possible keep you warm at night. She's just using you. Come on. Sex with that little slut can't be all that." she said when she didn't know I was standing outside the door to the room.

I snapped, I couldn't handle it. "You know what Carly. I'm sick of all your crap."

"Well good for you. Maybe you could move out now." She shot back at me.

I wasn't going to give up, "You always assume that I'm using Jason. He's my friend and the only person who doesn't treat me like trash. I would never use him."

"Whatever." Carly said, "But if you ever hurt my friend I'll kill you." she said and walked out of the penthouse.

"Are you okey?" Jason asked as he came closer, "Carly's a little crazy sometimes. She'll get nicer once she'll see what I see in you."

"I envy her. She's got the perfect like, the perfect husband. Even perfect kids. I understand why she treats me the way she does." I said and it was true, I did envy her.

"You're so much better then her." Jason said as he leaned in and kissed me for the first time ever.