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Greg was now dead that made four in the past two months. I was not, liking the feeling of being powerless. I had grown up with power and now in the past two months all I did was worry about every time my friends would leave the house, would they be okay, would they be able to protect themselves if need be. I couldn't stop the questions from coming. I was use to the protecting and the being okay but that was because I had grown up to be the mafia princess and I knew what come with the title. Sonny and brought me up to be proud and to protect myself with everything I have.
As I stood at the top of the stairs ushering my friends down the back way to a waiting car to take us to Kelly's I was sure that my friends were scared. I was scared and this was the life I worked, and had for nearly my entire life. Jesse was going to meet us at Kelly's so that I could escort them to a safe house on the other side of town. We would be staying there until I knew that we were safe. Being safe was more important to me then being in power of my home. I couldn't risk losing my friends and family like I had lost my mother and father.
My mother and father had died when I was too young to remember, I grew up in foster care well, that was all of about four years until Sonny was able to adopt me. Sonny was ten years older then myself, which made all the difference in the world. I was eight when first introduced to the mafia world, and now nearly thirteen years later I was not about to leave. Nor could I even if I wanted to. I knew too much, at least that is what I was told when I eleven.
We had made it to the safe house successfully and I was now in the upstairs office tending to business when a scream came from below me.
"JOEY!" I heard from the kitchen as I came running down the stairs to see who and what had caused the yell.
"What's going on? Who's yelling?" I asked as I marched in to the kitchen to find Georgie standing in the kitchen holding her hand, blood pooling around her feet.
"I um….cut myself." She stammered as I walked over to her.
"I can see that sweetie. Dillon call Sonny tell him to get a car over here and that I need to take Georgie to get stitches in her hand." I said as I wrapped a cloth around her hand and applied pressure to it to help stop the bleeding.
"You got it."
Ten minutes later Georgie and I walked into General Hospital and straight to the Nurses Station in search of her cousin Robin Scorpio.
"Hey you two. What happened Georgie?" She asked full of concern for her cousin.
"I cut myself peeling potatoes." She replied and I walked over to the waiting area, while she went and got the stitches.
"Well, Ms. Corinthos what are you here for today?" I heard a voice I knew that I shouldn't be around.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? The long last tattooed dog?" I asked as Manny Ruiz, walked past me. The lone enemy, that even though he was "cured" I knew of the lie he told. He was the last person anybody in the hospital should be around and now he was here working his community service hours off.
"Hey I'm all stitched and ready to go." I heard Georgie say as she came walking around the corner with Robin, and Dr. Patrick Drake.
"Alrighty, then we are out of here." I said as I stood up and proceeded to collapse. This was not how the day was suppose to go. I wish that my life was a little less dramatic on days when I didn't need more drama added to it.
"I got her. I just need a room ASAP." I somewhat heard Dr. Drake say as he lifted me in his arms and carried me to the nearest empty hospital bed and laid me down.
"Georgie why don't you go call Sonny or Jason and let them know what is going on. We'll try and figure our what caused her to collapse." Robin said to a scared Georgie as she walked her out the door.
"Joey if you can hear me squeeze my hand." I heard Robin say as she and Dr. Drake started to argue, (something they did hourly.) I responded my squeezing her hand, it let her know that I could hear what was going on around me.
"Good girl. Now I need you to open your eyes. Come on open the baby blues for me. Please. Come on Joey." As hard as I tried I couldn't open them. Finally, they decided that they wanted to open and open they did, only everything was very fuzzy.
"Now that is what I like to see." Dr. Drake said as if I was another blonde bimbo he was sleeping with.
"Dr. Drake that was uncalled for. Excuse him Joe, he's not the best with his bed side manner." Robin said as if I didn't already know.
"Okay so either Jason or Sonny on their way." Georgie said as she walked back in and was surprised to see me awake. "What happened to her?" She asked.
"I'll tell you what happened. I let stress get the better of me." I said as I finally was able to speak. "Now let me out of this damn hospital bed before I break something." I said as I started to get out of it.
"Now wait just one minute there. I am not letting you leave here without be completely checked out." Patrick said as if I was actually going to answer to him.
"I wouldn't bother trying Patrick. She's a Corinthos, and they don't do hospital stays very willingly." Robin said as I was now standing next to Georgie and pulling my coat on in the process.
"Fine but don't come crying to me when something else goes wrong." He said in a huff.
"First off Dr. Drake, I don't go crying to anybody and even if I did you would have to be the last person on the planet, before I'd even considered coming to you." I said and with that Georgie and I were walking out of the hospital.
"Joey. Hey wait up is everything okay?" I heard Jason ask as he came running up to the two of us.
"Yes everything is just fine. Stress just got the better of me now can you take us back to the safe house. Please?" I asked as I climbed into his waiting SUV outside of the hospital.