Chapter 20- Angerand Conspiracy Theories

Jason didn't know how long he sat alone on that bench, but it was a long time. He didn't even realize it, but he was crying. Big fat tears were dripping down his face.

"For someone with a hot girlfriend, you seem all alone" said a voice behind him.

Jason hastily wiped at his tears before turning around to see the last person he wanted to see at a time like this.

"What the hell do you want AJ?" he asked.

"What happened to Serena?" he questioned.

"What do you mean, what happened to Serena?" asked Jason.

"Well, she obviously isn't here with you. Oh my god, she dumped you, didn't she. Well, good for her. It's about time she realized what a heartless thug you were. I'll be expecting her call tonight, begging me to take her back"

"AJ, that would never happen. Besides, in order for you to 'take her back', you'd have to have her in the first place"

"I had her. I kissed her that day in the park. I felt her silky hair, and her perfect thigh. I had her for a little bit Jason, and I'll have her again" he said. "But this time, we wont stop at kissing" said AJ with his disgusting smirk.

All of the emotions that Jason was feeling at the time burst and Jason punched AJ as hard as he could. But the punch wasn't enough. He kept hitting AJ until he finally blacked out, cuts and bruises forming all over him. Pulling back, Jason realized what he did. Cursing under his breath, he checked for a pulse, and found a very weak one. He called 911 and gave them the information before running away.

"This is your new home" said Dalila, opening up the door for Serena.

"This will never be home" said Serena spitefully.

"Baby, you'll get used to it"

"How'd you find out about Shelby?" questioned Serena.

"That doesn't matter now. What matters is that you're my daughter, and now you're back with me" said Dalila, going to brush back Serena's hair, but she pulled away from her mother's touch.

"Leave me the hell alone" she snapped before puling further back from her mother.

Jason didn't know what happened. He didn't know how he lost it. He couldn't let Serena affect him so much, but she did. He had ridden around on his motorcycle for a bit before heading back home. As soon as he reached the Harborview Towers, he ran into his best friend, Officer Murphy. Jason just sighed and turned around, putting his hands together behind his back. Murphy, who was leaning against the wall, let out a little chuckle and then took out the handcuffs and put them on Jason, reading him his rights as he did. Assault. No big deal, Justus would have him out in no time at all.
Serena lied in her new bed, staring at the ceiling. She didn't know how she was supposed to sleep without Jason next to her. She tried hard not to break down and cry again. She knew that Jason hated it when she cried, and she tried to pretend like he was there to prevent the tears from flowing. Serena's thoughts of her perfect Jason were interrupted by the shrill ring emitted from her cell phone. Serena grabbed it off the end table and saw that it was Kemen calling her.

"Kem?" she questioned.

"What the hell happened tonight?" he asked.

"Kem, please. I can't deal with this right now" she said, closing her eyes in an attempt to make the pain go away.

"Why the hell did you break up with him! You two love each other! And now, he's sitting in the PCPD, and I have to go down there and help with the bailing out process, and he doesn't even care about cooperating because you couldn't even bother to not break his heart"

"Why is he in the PCPD?" she asked, concern for him filling her voice.

"He nearly beat AJ to death tonight and th…Serena?" he asked as his phone started flashing, signaling that she had hung up.

Serena was at the police station as soon as she could get there. She had to literally play Spiderman and climb out of her window and down the wall. But she was here. Bursting in, she didn't even acknowledge the officer sitting at the front desk asking her what she was there for. Walking in to the main part of the station, she looked into the cage. He was just sitting there.

"Mac, I need to talk to Jason" she said, walking up to the commissioner.

"Serena, this may come as a shock to you, but you don't own the PCPD. Neither does Morgan or Corinthos"

"Mac, stop being such a heartless fool, I know your not. I just need to talk to him for a second. Bring him into an interrogation room, please?"

"They're all being used, sorry" he said, trying to walk out.

"Mac, I will continue to piss you off until you let me speak to Jason, so do something!" she demanded.

When Mac saw that she was serious, he unlocked the cage and let her in so that she could sit and talk to Jason. Jason didn't look up when the door opened, or when someone sat down next to him. It wasn't until the manicured hand reached over and rested on his leg that he noticed it was her. His head shot up in surprise as he looked at her.

"What are you doing here?" he mumbled, unable to look into her eyes as the pain consumed him.

Reaching over, Serena took Jason's hand in hers and intertwined their fingers before raising his hand to her lips and kissing it. She put his hand down but still kept their fingers together and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Why'd you beat up AJ?" she asked him softly.

He didn't answer her.

"I don't want to see you in prison for something as stupid as assaulting your dumbass brother"

"What do you even care?" he asked, coming to his senses and shaking his shoulder so she'd lift her head from it. He jerked his hand away from hers after careful consideration, but regretted doing it after when he felt empty and alone without her touch. "You broke up with me tonight, remember?" he said.

"I know. But Jase, please don't just go around trying to get yourself arrested" she begged, desperate to tell him it was all a lie and that she still loved him more than anything.

"There's my lovely daughter. Officer, please tell me she hasn't been arrested" said Dalila, bursting into the police station.

"Serena Martinez? No, she hasn't been arrested" said Mac.

"Fine, than darling, come out of there, we're going home" said Dalila, and Mac unlocked the cage, allowing Dalila to come in, grab her by the hand, and steer her away from Jason.

Jason watched her walk away and he automatically knew something was wrong. Was it possible that Serena really did love him and the things she had said to him had somehow been related to her mother? Jason's thoughts were all but confirmed as he saw Dalila squeeze Serena's arm hard and hiss something at her. Serena rubbed her throbbing arm and looked back into Jason's eyes and she walked away. He had gotten up and was watching her walk away, leaning against the walls of the cell. She saw something in his eyes. Something that told her he was on to what was going on. As much as she wished he could save her, she knew that he couldn't this time. Because if he saved her, than he would know her secret.

"There can not be any more slip ups like the one tonight" Dalila warned Serena.

"What was I supposed to do, let him rot in prison?" exclaimed Serena.

"He's not your responsibility anymore Serena. Besides, he deserves to rot in prison"

"You're wrong. He will always be my responsibility because I will always love him. And he does not deserve any of what he got today" she said, storming back up the stairs.

"She's not taking it very well" said the man, leaning against the doorway and staring at Dalila.

"She'll come to" said Dalila with false confidence.

"She better. I don't want her getting hurt when we take out Morgan"

"She won't Armando, I won't let my daughter get hurt" said Dalila. "But I can't help but feel that she already did"

"Dalila, it's for the best. She doesn't belong with Jason. She belongs with Adrian. Adrian and Shelby"

"Shelby's gone" said Dalila.

"She doesn't have to be. She shouldn't be" said Armando, his eyes filled with something Dalila couldn't read.

"I don't want to hurt my daughter" said Dalila.

"Than just go with the original plan. Just go with it" said Armando before leaving Dalila alone again.

Jason sat in his penthouse, staring at the walls in front of him. Justus had gotten all of the charges dropped, but Jason was still in his own prison. The prison that was in his mind. He was locked up in there, and he didn't have anything to show for it. Serena was gone. She had come to see him when he was arrested, but then she was gone. She loved him, he was sure of it. He knew that those hurtful words came from someone else's mouth. He knew that it wasn't his beauty speaking. And Jason had a feeling that her odd behavior had something to do with Dalila. The woman had just showed up and had already started butting into Serena's life. And now, she did something that managed to convince Serena to leave him. Jason had two options. He could stay in his private little shell and feel sorry for himself, or he could get off of his ass and fight for her. Jason wasn't much of one for self-pity. He would go with the latter. He would fight.
Serena couldn't sleep, nor did she expect herself to be able to. The hurtful words she said to Jason kept echoing in her head, and all she saw was the hurt look on his face. Rolling over so that she was resting on her side, she looked at the empty space on the bed next to her. Her hand fell on to the empty pillow, the pillow that was normally supporting the most beautiful head in the whole wide world. Her Jason's head. She wasn't even in her own home. She was in this crappy house, in this crappy room, with this crappy blackmailing mother.

Serena's thoughts wandered to Shelby. She hadn't thought about the girl in the longest time. Not since she got with Jason. She hadn't thought about what went wrong, or what might have been. She didn't think about how she was a horrible person, destined to go to hell for what she did to poor, innocent Shelby. She was the reason for it all. Serena's inability to do the right thing was the reason for the whole mess in the first place. Thinking back to Shelby's bright smiling face and dark curls, it was no wonder that everyone fell in love with her. Serena covered her face with her hands and just cried, letting her tears stream down her face and doing nothing else to stop them. She wished she could turn back time. She wished Shelby was still here with her. She wished she had never been so naive. She wished she never trusted her mother.

Kemen was sleeping. Or trying to. But the earth shattering knocks on the door prevented any rest he wanted to get. Getting out of bed, Kemen made his way to the door and pulled open the heavy slab of wood to reveal Jason.

"Why'd she leave?" he demanded, and Kemen sighed.

"I don't know Jason" said Kemen. "Maybe she just doesn't love you anymore" he said, although he doubted it.

"No, that's not it. Serena loves me, I know it. I can see it in her eyes. Your mother did something to her, or said something to her. I know it" said Jason

"Jason, what are you talking about?" Kemen asked as the two sat down on the couch and the poor guy stifled a yawn.

"She came to visit me at the police station and she looked so sad when she looked at me. Like she wished she could just cuddle into my arms. And then, your mother showed up and literally pulled her away. Dalila has something on Serena, I know it!" exclaimed Jason.

"Look man, I don't know how she would. My mother never met Serena until that first meeting a month ago. And since then, I doubt she has gotten any dirt on her"

"She's blackmailing her some way. I know it. Serena loves me, and the things she said just weren't her. Even if Serena was mad at me and wanted to break up with me, that's not how she'd do it. This wasn't supposed to happen. We weren't supposed to leave that dock separated. We were supposed to leave it engaged" said Jason, trying to keep his emotions in check.

Kemen sighed and looked at the upset man on his right. Getting up and stifling another yawn, he went into the hall closet and pulled out a blanket and pillow.

"You can stay here tonight" he offered, knowing that Jason wouldn't want to go back to his penthouse alone. "But on one condition- you actually have to let me sleep. Feed me your conspiracy theories in the morning" he said, dropping the bedding on to the couch and walking back into his bedroom.