Broken Girl
"Once upon a time there was a happy little girl…then she grew up and turned into a monster." Lulu Spencer stared out blankly as she watched the midday sun as it shone brightly across the small town of Port Charles.
"And the broken girl fell in love with the broken boy. Or, at least that's the story I heard. Same book? Came out in '08?" Johnny Zacchara smirked sheepishly coming up behind her at the table she sat, just outside of Kelly's. Johnny had stopped in to get something to eat, while waiting for Lovett but, as usual he was late. Lulu allows a small smile that turns wider as the words wash over her.
"I'm not sure the boy was so broken, after all. In my view, he just got tired of the world telling him what to do. The boy wanted to make his own rules and be his own person, he just didn't know how. All the boy needed was a little help…all the time, the broken Girl knew he had it in him. Even if they didn't end up together, she's still proud of him and thinks about his journey into becoming the best man she's ever known." Lulu smiled, of course talking in code.
"The boy always knew things as one way, when really they were the other way. The people he'd grown up with fed him lies and isolation, until the broken girl showed him the light, he had no idea there was a way out. There's no way he could have done it without her. The broken boy was a dumbass, who took the easy way out. If he could change the way things ended with you, he would." Johnny sighed, not even realized he had slipped up.
"You? I thought this was a book." Lulu smirked, immediately catching on to his slip up.
"Shit. I didn't mean to say that out loud." Johnny cursed.
"You weren't the only one at fault, my fallen Angel. It takes two to tango, you need to stop blaming yourself. Shit happens. I loved being with you, don't ever think that I didn't. Anyone who thinks any different is a goddamn liar and can have their shit rocked." Lulu's hazel eyes glanced over at her ex-boyfriend, meaning every word of it.
"I don't know about the Angel part but, oh how far I've fallen. I refuse to ever put any blame on you, when I was the cause of all of it. I couldn't be a man about Michael's shooting, afraid you'd hate me even though I didn't pull the trigger or have shit to do with putting the kid in that coma. You already know that I loved being with you, Lu. You were the best thing to ever happen to my ass." Johnny was serious, even though laughter bubbles up from her chest, escaping her lips.
"I'm sorry it's not funny-it's not. Just you're so-Johnny. Cynical and broody, always accepting the blame. I stopped trying long before your lips ever touched Maxie's…I couldn't find myself after I was released from Shadybrooke. I didn't know who I was…I still don't. That place took something from me and I never really got it back. I didn't want to admit it but, I should have taken a break or told you. I feel like I pushed you away because I was afraid of you seeing me in a weak and vulnerable state. Again. Just your ass or your whole body?" This was the first time that she'd admitted to any of this out in the open.
"You should have told me-I would have understood. You know I would have, out of anyone. I know what it's like…maybe not exactly but, growing up around Anthony scarred me a lot. You know that I loved you no matter how you were mentally or physically. Emotional. Haha, shut up." Johnny was mystified.
"I know, I haven't been able to stop going over it in my head-it won't leave me alone. I know, that's why I don't understand why I did the things I did. Come on, if I didn't turn almost everything you say into Sarcasm…who would I be?" Lulu shrugged, half glum and the other half sarcastic.
"Don't, you were not at fault for how you were mentally. I should have picked up on it, I'm obviously an ass. I can try to help you pick up the pieces, if you'll let me. The last thing I want is for you to be constantly fighting yourself. What happened to make you say what you said when I came out here? Yeah I guess that's true, you always did give me a run for my money." Johnny always worried about her, more so now.
"I'd like that, thank you Johnny. I had a fight with Dante that ended up with me breaking up with him, after finding Brooklyn hiding in the closet. I'm just-done. I don't see the point anymore Johnny, I really don't." Lulu sighed, brushing a hand through her messy blonde hair.
"Don't allow this world to turn you cold, Lu. Falconeri has never deserved you, never. You're better off without him, trust me. I'd do anything for you, you know that." Johnny held her hand, both knowing that Johnny was exactly what she needed right now, Friend or otherwise.
