A/N- You can all thank my one and only true love, Dr. Pepper, for this. Because of Dr. Pepper, I am extremely hyper and slowly becoming nocturnal, which isnt a good thing during school season. Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter and that it cleared so things up.

Summary- Port Charles High has always been the most troubled school, but it still has those heart warming moments, threw the good, bad, and the ugly.

Title- Dirty Laundry

Chapter 2- First Kill

~Story~

"Where were you Claudia?" Anthony hissed from the shadows of their dark house as Claudia walked in that morning, not even attempting to sneak in.

"Where I always am every weekend. Good morning to you to Daddy." The teenager sneered and grabbed a bottle of water, throwing her bag unto the couch.

"You and this new best friend of your's must be very close. Why don't you invite her here next Friday---Or is it a guy?" Anthony smiled evily, suspecting so much in his only daughter.

"It's a girl," She lied visciously, not giving Anthony reason to dig deeper for the truth, "I'm gonna go take a shower..." As she turned her back and jogged up the stairs, Anthony's devilish smile turned into an hateful frown.

"Not just yet!: Where's your brother?" He stopped her, making her sigh annoyingly.

"He's at Jason's." Finally, she made a break for it, and got out of that room and away from her father.

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Sonny took a powerful blow to his face from Deke. He fell back into the breaking chair, grasping his chin where he was right-hooked. "Fuck you! You're not my real father and you don't tell me what I can do!" The abandoned teen cussed at him, then was hit again.

Finally, he snapped.

After all these years of taking Deke's abuse, it was time he fought back. Sonny tackled his step-father, pinning him to the ground and punching him several times. Blood flew around him, his vision a blur. More blows were taken and Deke yelled in horror and mercy. It was the same mercy Sonny begged for all those years, and never got. "Stop it Sonny!" But he didn't. "Sonny!" Again, and no end.

The Cuban-American mix sent one more fist full of anger to the older man, and his eyes snapped shut. Deke was dead. Sonny took deep breaths, stood up, stroked his hair back, wiped off his filthy jersey, and walked into the kitchen to grab the phone. His hand was calm and steady, as if murdering someone for the first time didn't phase him. "J-Jase?"

"Yeah?" The other end was staticy.

"I killed him." With that, he hung up and thought of how he was going to cover this up. Sonny walked back into the living room, hating how he had always been poor. Thankfully, his mother, Adele, had made sure of it that he got into any sport he wanted in, and football was the only thing Deke liked about Sonny, mainly because he was the starring quarterback. For a second, he thought he should have called Claudia, seeing has how she's in the mob as well. Well, always around the mob. But that would never happen, he didn't want the love of his life to think that he was similar to her father. Besides, she was at a breaking point in her life where she decided who and what she would become by the events of her life. And it all led to her being another mobster. Or, in her case, a mob boss.

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"Sonny!? What happened?" Jason stormed into the old house, counting his blessings that he had plenty of money, and not taking it for granted. He put a hand on his friend's shoulder, then looked around at how clean the place was. Man how he hated the mob.

"I lost it Jase. Deke started hitting me again, and I lost it." Now he began to shake uncontrollably. Sonny looked into his palms and inspected the redness from all the scrubbing he had done.

"You need to calm down." He stopped to think for a bit. "Pack your bags, you're moving in with me." Jason told him calmly.

"I-I cant. Your family has already done enough for me by letting me stay the night there every Friday!" Sonny backed off from him, then went and sat on the couch.

"You need somewhere to stay that wont remind you of Deke--"

"But your place will! That's where I went to get away from him! I still thought of what would happen when I went back!" As soon as he sat down, he jumped up and waved around his arms.

"You can't live with Jay-Z and Claudia! They're father will kill you! Does he even know about you?" The blond questioned him, trying to think of other solutions in his friend's time of need.

"No! And he doesn't need to know, at least not until she turns eighteen. Then I can have her out of that place and away from that maniac."

"And what about her brother? She won't leave him there alone." Sonny hated how his friend was right.

"I haven't thought of that yet--," He cut himself off for a second. "Anthony wont hurt him, but Johnny can come stay with us on the weekends until he's older. Then I'll help him too." Jason raised his brow, amazed how the dark man was caring of the Zacchara's. He would admit, it wasn't Johnny and Claudia's fault they were screwed up, but Claudia was too much trouble, even though she was concious. And Johnny was just trying to find his way.

"Okay," He agreed in some disgusted manner, then continued, "But you can't stay here, the cops will already suspect you in Deke's murder. You can't just say that he disappeared into thin air!" Both of them rolled their eyes, not sure what to do about the situation.

"I'll stay with you until I find my own place and get a real job. We'll have to say that he kicked me out, and after that, I never heard from him again. Okay?" Sonny explained and Jason nodded. The dark complexed man began to grab as many cloths as possible and stuff them into two duffle bags, then handed one to Jason and they ran to the BMW waiting outside.

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"Hey sis, can I come in?" Johnny peaked his head into the large room, after a small knock, and awaited an answer, but one didn't come. He saw her sitting on her bed, waiting impatiently for the other end of her phone to connect. "What's wrong?"

"Shush..." Claudia whispered. When it went to voice mail, she violently shut the phone and threw it into the pillows. "Sonny's not answering." Johnny watched as she jumped up and began pacing. He even knew it wasn't like Michael Corinthos Jr. to now answer his phone, especially if it was Claudia. "Do you think Daddy found out?" Her hands were on her brother's shoulder's, pleading for a answer she wanted.

"No, no, Deke probably broke his phone again. You never know." The younger Zacchara pushed his sister back and sat her at the foot of her bed, then grabbed her desk chair and rolled it over in front of her. "As soon as he can he'll call, K?" Claudia looked at her feet and smiled, happy that she had an amazing brother.

"Everything okay with you?" She quickly changed the subject, wondering why he came in her room in the first place.

"Yeah, just wanted to make sure you came home this morning as well." Both smiled, and then Johnny got up. "I've got homework to do."

"I've got a boyfriend to get in touch with." He knew what that meant: she was sneaking out, again. Even though it really wasn't sneaking out, it was still being cunning to get around their father without him knowing she was going to go see a guy.

A/N- And I'll stop it there until next time. I've been in a good mood all day, even while writing a plot that will have those moments. Anyways, thanks for reading, and have a great day!