Beyond recollection ~ Sonny & Skye FanFiction
Chapter Two ~ Reality
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"Sonny, today is October 12, 2004."
"What? How can that be?" Sonny asked, praying that he was still trapped in a dream.
"Today is Wednesday," Jason began. "Last Saturday you were hit by a drunk driver. Beside the broken leg and wrists, the doctors said you'd be fine. I don't know why you can't remember."
"Jason, this is some kind of nightmare." Sonny closed his eyes, his head slumping back against his pillow. "I have no memory of the past year and a half."
An uncomfortable silence grew between the two. Unable of how to comfort his friend, Jason sat and waited for the questions that Sonny would need answered. After a few moments they began.
"Jason," Sonny's voice was thick with emotion.
"Yeah, Sonny."
"Why isn't Carly here?" Slowly Sonny opened his eyes as he awaited the answer he was dreading.
"What is the last thing you remember?"
"The day she fell through the ice," he answered, waiting for Jason to raise his eyes to meet his own. Slowly Jason did, his expression somber toward his friend.
"You filed for divorce after you learned she had been having an affair," Jason paused letting what he said sink in before he delivered an even harder truth. "After you learned that the baby she was carrying was not your own."
Devastation was the first thing Sonny felt. It was soon joined with anger and a feeling of complete loss. He had nothing now. No wife and no child - nothing to live for but an unbearable hell.
"Who is the father?" he asked softly unable to look at Jason, eyes focussed on a crack in the ceiling.
"Ric," Jason stated. Sonny's eyes clenched shut. Anger flooded through Jason as he watched his friend suffer, for the second time because of Carly. It all seemed so unfair.
'Why now?'
'Why him?'
'Why them?'
Jason thought these questions to himself, becoming unsure what else Sonny should be told. Much had happened over the past year and already he seemed ready to give up.
"Jason," Sonny began his voice beginning to crack. "I want to be alone."
He was.
Everywhere it mattered he felt alone, abandoned, discarded, forgotten.
The pain in his friend brought a sudden pang of grief to Jason. His recovery would be a long and suffering one. Sonny not only is to over come his recent injuries but now he has to face the past and present.
Standing silently, Jason made his way through the dim room. Just as his hand grasped onto the cool metal doorknob, Sonny stopped him.
"Jason?"
"Yeah," he answered turning towards the bed. Sonny lowered his eyes, a question lingering on his lips. "What is it?" Jason asked stepping closer.
"Why was Skye here?" Sonny finally asked before meeting Jason's stare. "Has so much really changed?" His expression seemed almost tragic and lost.
"I'm not the one that can explain that," Jason started. "But I do know that you two became very close."
"How did that happen?" Jason let out a small chuckle towards Sonny's inquest.
"I know this must seem really strange to you," he began. "You both were going through a rough spot and I guess it helped forge a bond almost."
"Has she been drinking?"
"No, not since I've seen you two together," Jason acknowledged truthfully. "I think you've been helping her."
"I feel like I'm trapped in some nightmare. It all seems fake," Sonny admitted looking towards his friend.
"I know this must be hard for you -
"You have no idea how hard it is, Jason." Sonny's voice trembling with emotion.
"It's not any easier for Skye."
"Jason -
"Just hear me out," he cut into Sonny's protest. "You can't remember - but she can. She knows you Sonny and you got to know her. You were friends and then you became closer. How close, I really can't say. Only she can answer that." For the first time Sonny began to hear the truth in Jason words. "The memories of the past year are still very real for her. Please just go easy on her, she just lost her best friend."
His words hit Sonny hard and deeply. The image of Skye waking earlier entered his thoughts. She had looked so relieved to see his was all right.
She looked happy.
"Get some rest, Sonny. We'll be back tomorrow," Jason said before he left Sonny with his thoughts for the night.
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A silent sob wracked her body as she ran down the hall, wishing to escape this new nightmare. Pushing past nurses and hospital visitors, her thoughts raced over the scene that had just played out. Finding it suddenly hard to breathe, Skye turned into an empty hallway and fell to the ground. Leaning against the hard and comfortless wall she pulled her knees close to her chest and willed it all to go away.
Courtney would have run past the small corridor if she hadn't seen Skye turn into it. She stood still, momentarily frozen at the sight before her. Skye portrayed not her usual strong image, but now one of a lost and powerless woman. Unprotected to the pain crowding her.
"Skye," she started gently, kneeling before her friend. "Are you alright?"
'Stupid question Courtney!' she scolded herself.
She received no reply, Skye hadn't even acknowledged her presence. She just sat in front of her, head lowered against her knees and her shoulders trembling.
"Skye, please look at me," she pressed on, putting her hand gently on Skye's shoulder. Slowly she began to raise her head. Dreary and filled with unshed tears, her eyes mirrored sorrow. Biting at her trembling lower lip she looked to Courtney for the comfort she so desperately needed.
"This just had to happen now, didn't it?" Skye asked as Courtney lowered herself to floor, pulling her into a comforting embrace. "I should have guessed something like this would have happened. I can never keep happiness."
"I'm so sorry, Skye." She fought the urge to shed her own tears due to her friend's pain.
"Oh, it's no ones fault but my own," she started, her self-destructive thoughts poisoning her. "I'll never be aloud to have happiness."
"Skye, don't -
"You know, this is probably some sign telling me that Sonny would be better off without me."
"You know that's not true," Courtney protested. "You and my brother are in love."
"I can assure you that he no longer feels anything for me. All I am to him is the lying and manipulating whore he once saw me as."
"That was before he knew you, Skye. Its not like you always thought so highly of him."
"I just - I feel so alone," Skye admitted.
"You're not alone, Skye. Jason and I will always be here and will get you two through this. Don't give up on my brother, Skye. Please."
"You know I won't," Skye whispered lowering her eyes. "It just seems unfair that we have to start from the beginning again."
"We don't even know if this is permanent, Skye. It's late. We all should go home and get some rest. Tomorrow we'll talk to the doctors and see what's up. Ok?"
"It doesn't feel right leaving him here," she admitted.
"We have to give him some time to process all this," Courtney stated pulling Skye to her feet. "We can't do anything more for him tonight."
Skye didn't know how to respond. In her heart she wanted and needed to stay with him but as reality hit her again she knew he didn't want her.
"Come on, we'll drive you," Courtney said before leading Skye away.
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The elevator ride to the penthouse was an uncomfortable one. Skye could almost see the clouds of pity forming around her as she stood in silence next to her brother and Courtney. She had declined their offer to spend the night across the hall with them. Watching them together was only making it harder.
A soft 'ding' announced they had reached their floor. Stepping out into the hall, Skye once again declined their invitation. Giving a final hug to each, she watched the door to their penthouse close before she made her way towards hers.
"Hey, Max," she offered the familiar face guarding her home, before entering it. Sonny's scent flooded her senses immediately and she fought against the tears that demanded release. Setting her purse and coat on the desk, his note from that night fell to the floor. With hands shacking she bent and retrieved it, holding it close as she lowered her self into the desk chair.
Unable to hold out any longer she let her eyes read over the words that he had written five nights ago.
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Skye,
I have to run an errand quickly but when I get back the rest of the night is for us. I have a surprise for you. So get out of that suit and get comfortable, I'll be home soon.
S
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She had been working late that night. By the time she got home and read his note she was already getting the call from Jason at the hospital.
She couldn't help but think that if had just been home earlier, that he wouldn't have gone out at all. Wallowing in guilt and grief, Skye made her way upstairs in need of a dreamless night.
~ TBC ~
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(A/N) Ok, im changing a few things as u can see. Carly was not raped by Ric, instead they had an affair. Since I don't like either of them I said "what the hell" and put em together. Besides, I doubt any Carly fans are reading my stories anyway :)
Chapter Two ~ Reality
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"Sonny, today is October 12, 2004."
"What? How can that be?" Sonny asked, praying that he was still trapped in a dream.
"Today is Wednesday," Jason began. "Last Saturday you were hit by a drunk driver. Beside the broken leg and wrists, the doctors said you'd be fine. I don't know why you can't remember."
"Jason, this is some kind of nightmare." Sonny closed his eyes, his head slumping back against his pillow. "I have no memory of the past year and a half."
An uncomfortable silence grew between the two. Unable of how to comfort his friend, Jason sat and waited for the questions that Sonny would need answered. After a few moments they began.
"Jason," Sonny's voice was thick with emotion.
"Yeah, Sonny."
"Why isn't Carly here?" Slowly Sonny opened his eyes as he awaited the answer he was dreading.
"What is the last thing you remember?"
"The day she fell through the ice," he answered, waiting for Jason to raise his eyes to meet his own. Slowly Jason did, his expression somber toward his friend.
"You filed for divorce after you learned she had been having an affair," Jason paused letting what he said sink in before he delivered an even harder truth. "After you learned that the baby she was carrying was not your own."
Devastation was the first thing Sonny felt. It was soon joined with anger and a feeling of complete loss. He had nothing now. No wife and no child - nothing to live for but an unbearable hell.
"Who is the father?" he asked softly unable to look at Jason, eyes focussed on a crack in the ceiling.
"Ric," Jason stated. Sonny's eyes clenched shut. Anger flooded through Jason as he watched his friend suffer, for the second time because of Carly. It all seemed so unfair.
'Why now?'
'Why him?'
'Why them?'
Jason thought these questions to himself, becoming unsure what else Sonny should be told. Much had happened over the past year and already he seemed ready to give up.
"Jason," Sonny began his voice beginning to crack. "I want to be alone."
He was.
Everywhere it mattered he felt alone, abandoned, discarded, forgotten.
The pain in his friend brought a sudden pang of grief to Jason. His recovery would be a long and suffering one. Sonny not only is to over come his recent injuries but now he has to face the past and present.
Standing silently, Jason made his way through the dim room. Just as his hand grasped onto the cool metal doorknob, Sonny stopped him.
"Jason?"
"Yeah," he answered turning towards the bed. Sonny lowered his eyes, a question lingering on his lips. "What is it?" Jason asked stepping closer.
"Why was Skye here?" Sonny finally asked before meeting Jason's stare. "Has so much really changed?" His expression seemed almost tragic and lost.
"I'm not the one that can explain that," Jason started. "But I do know that you two became very close."
"How did that happen?" Jason let out a small chuckle towards Sonny's inquest.
"I know this must seem really strange to you," he began. "You both were going through a rough spot and I guess it helped forge a bond almost."
"Has she been drinking?"
"No, not since I've seen you two together," Jason acknowledged truthfully. "I think you've been helping her."
"I feel like I'm trapped in some nightmare. It all seems fake," Sonny admitted looking towards his friend.
"I know this must be hard for you -
"You have no idea how hard it is, Jason." Sonny's voice trembling with emotion.
"It's not any easier for Skye."
"Jason -
"Just hear me out," he cut into Sonny's protest. "You can't remember - but she can. She knows you Sonny and you got to know her. You were friends and then you became closer. How close, I really can't say. Only she can answer that." For the first time Sonny began to hear the truth in Jason words. "The memories of the past year are still very real for her. Please just go easy on her, she just lost her best friend."
His words hit Sonny hard and deeply. The image of Skye waking earlier entered his thoughts. She had looked so relieved to see his was all right.
She looked happy.
"Get some rest, Sonny. We'll be back tomorrow," Jason said before he left Sonny with his thoughts for the night.
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A silent sob wracked her body as she ran down the hall, wishing to escape this new nightmare. Pushing past nurses and hospital visitors, her thoughts raced over the scene that had just played out. Finding it suddenly hard to breathe, Skye turned into an empty hallway and fell to the ground. Leaning against the hard and comfortless wall she pulled her knees close to her chest and willed it all to go away.
Courtney would have run past the small corridor if she hadn't seen Skye turn into it. She stood still, momentarily frozen at the sight before her. Skye portrayed not her usual strong image, but now one of a lost and powerless woman. Unprotected to the pain crowding her.
"Skye," she started gently, kneeling before her friend. "Are you alright?"
'Stupid question Courtney!' she scolded herself.
She received no reply, Skye hadn't even acknowledged her presence. She just sat in front of her, head lowered against her knees and her shoulders trembling.
"Skye, please look at me," she pressed on, putting her hand gently on Skye's shoulder. Slowly she began to raise her head. Dreary and filled with unshed tears, her eyes mirrored sorrow. Biting at her trembling lower lip she looked to Courtney for the comfort she so desperately needed.
"This just had to happen now, didn't it?" Skye asked as Courtney lowered herself to floor, pulling her into a comforting embrace. "I should have guessed something like this would have happened. I can never keep happiness."
"I'm so sorry, Skye." She fought the urge to shed her own tears due to her friend's pain.
"Oh, it's no ones fault but my own," she started, her self-destructive thoughts poisoning her. "I'll never be aloud to have happiness."
"Skye, don't -
"You know, this is probably some sign telling me that Sonny would be better off without me."
"You know that's not true," Courtney protested. "You and my brother are in love."
"I can assure you that he no longer feels anything for me. All I am to him is the lying and manipulating whore he once saw me as."
"That was before he knew you, Skye. Its not like you always thought so highly of him."
"I just - I feel so alone," Skye admitted.
"You're not alone, Skye. Jason and I will always be here and will get you two through this. Don't give up on my brother, Skye. Please."
"You know I won't," Skye whispered lowering her eyes. "It just seems unfair that we have to start from the beginning again."
"We don't even know if this is permanent, Skye. It's late. We all should go home and get some rest. Tomorrow we'll talk to the doctors and see what's up. Ok?"
"It doesn't feel right leaving him here," she admitted.
"We have to give him some time to process all this," Courtney stated pulling Skye to her feet. "We can't do anything more for him tonight."
Skye didn't know how to respond. In her heart she wanted and needed to stay with him but as reality hit her again she knew he didn't want her.
"Come on, we'll drive you," Courtney said before leading Skye away.
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The elevator ride to the penthouse was an uncomfortable one. Skye could almost see the clouds of pity forming around her as she stood in silence next to her brother and Courtney. She had declined their offer to spend the night across the hall with them. Watching them together was only making it harder.
A soft 'ding' announced they had reached their floor. Stepping out into the hall, Skye once again declined their invitation. Giving a final hug to each, she watched the door to their penthouse close before she made her way towards hers.
"Hey, Max," she offered the familiar face guarding her home, before entering it. Sonny's scent flooded her senses immediately and she fought against the tears that demanded release. Setting her purse and coat on the desk, his note from that night fell to the floor. With hands shacking she bent and retrieved it, holding it close as she lowered her self into the desk chair.
Unable to hold out any longer she let her eyes read over the words that he had written five nights ago.
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Skye,
I have to run an errand quickly but when I get back the rest of the night is for us. I have a surprise for you. So get out of that suit and get comfortable, I'll be home soon.
S
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She had been working late that night. By the time she got home and read his note she was already getting the call from Jason at the hospital.
She couldn't help but think that if had just been home earlier, that he wouldn't have gone out at all. Wallowing in guilt and grief, Skye made her way upstairs in need of a dreamless night.
~ TBC ~
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(A/N) Ok, im changing a few things as u can see. Carly was not raped by Ric, instead they had an affair. Since I don't like either of them I said "what the hell" and put em together. Besides, I doubt any Carly fans are reading my stories anyway :)