I know, a short one, but hope you all enjoy and will let me know what you think. Warning for language and adult situations.
Chapter Eleven
"Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right…"
Diane waited somewhat patiently for Carly to be led in. She was actually surprised the woman was still there but figured if nothing else, threatening someone within hearing distance of the police commissioner, would get you in a lot more trouble, than had it been nothing but hearsay.
While waiting, Diane wondered what Mac would like for supper. She'd already decided that he was not getting a traditional dessert, unless he decided to make her into an edible work of art, hopefully rendering her boneless by nights end. If you asked her, he looked like he was just as randy as her, maybe more so.
She was pulled from her thoughts of seducing Mac by Carly's screeching.
Diane stood as Carly was cuffed to the table; this wasn't going to take any longer than it had for Sonny.
"It's about time you grace us with your presence. You work for Jason and Sonny, what the hell took you so long?"
"Well, you are a little out of the loop but when isn't that the case? You are an entitled money grubbing cunt, I don't normally like using that word, but with you, it is more than apt, it is like it was created just for you! There really is no reason, not a single reason why you should feel entitled. Everything you have has been made on your back or by popping a kid out of your overly used lady bits..."
"How dare you!? I am Carly Corinthos; Jason Morgan is my 'Best Friend'…"
"Carly, you are a Jax, remember the tall, good looking Aussie you married? It baffles the mind how you still think you are hot stuff. I hear congratulations are in order, you're producing another spawn of Satan, Lucifer, Beelzebub, Leviathan, devil…I mean, Sonny. Your husband must be so proud, does he know yet or have you managed to hide another pregnancy from him? Did you ever tell him about your previous miscarriage, you and I both know that was Sonny's child too? I swear, you and faithful is an oxymoron."
"You will regret the day you insulted Sonny Corinthos."
"No, what I regret is ever agreeing to represent you or Mr. Corinthos. You are a trashy, arrogant, disaster waiting to happen. You think of no one but yourself, your kids are a weapon you wield, to make the men in your life bow down to your insanity, you are a horrible human being but you are an even worst mother. You are a walking emasculator; you don't do a full castration, because we know they are still able to procreate, but close enough. You are a bully and a bitch and think the world owes you something, all because your mommy couldn't keep her legs cross, all because your daddy was nothing but a John… the only thing you truly deserve is an 8x8 cell and if I have to throw my weight around, I'll make damn sure I can find any and all evidence to make sure you never see your kids or the light of day again." Diane said with a large smile.
"I don't know…"
"Yes, yes, Carly, don't worry your wrinkly little head, there is not enough paper in the world to list all the things you don't know. Your momma should have warned you that reaping a life of evil, ages you quicker. While you think your still the same person who came blazing into Port Charles for revenge, the world sees a saggy breasted, flat assed, money grubbing whore. If you missed the bulletin, I won't be representing you. I'd rather have sex with the devil himself than invest one iota of time into getting you out of here."
"So, what, you want to sleep with Sonny, is that what this is about, he turned you down so you are shoving your sour grapes on to me? It doesn't matter what you say, you are on retainer, you have to represent me." Carly said, in her always over confident manner.
"OH. God, I wouldn't touch Sonny if he was the last man on earth and the only way to live, would be to sleep with him, I'd forsake all my couture to never lay a hand on him. I've been waiting a very long time for this moment. You and your obsession with Jason is just laughable and wrong on so many levels. You, for some reason think Midas has touched your used up twat and made it gold, where no man can say no, but the fact of the matter is, the men in your life put up with you, because it is easier to placate you than to fight with you. You are like a dog with rabies, you attack and bitch and moan to anyone and everyone, then scream betrayal when people don't fall into line. You continually shout to the world that you are Jason's 'Best Friend' but the only thing I see is a shallow, grasping, vindictive girl, you are no woman, you are the epitome of classless and someday soon, you are going to be on the outside looking in and on that day, I will host the largest party Port Charles has even seen! No, I don't have to represent you, you egocentric bitch. I will be representing Jason and I'll also be representing Miss Webber, you and your troupe of idiots will not be allowed my fantabulous skills. Before I go, I'd like you to think on something, long and hard."
"What do you deem so important, you sanctimonious bitch? There is no way I'll allow you to work with or for that bitch, I'll see you and her dead before that will happen."
"I noticed you didn't deny being pregnant by your ex-husband, but and it is a lovely, wonderful, fantastic but, you are not the only one. You won't ever be Mrs. Corinthos again Carly. Olivia, Kate, Alexis, Sam… they are all pregnant and according to Sonny, he's the father! I hope you choke on that information. Thank you Carly, that's another threat you've shouted out against Elizabeth and one against me, thank you for proving how monumentally stupid you really are." Diane replied before turning to the door and letting the officer know she was done with this client.
"Please bring up Miss McCall."
She heard Carly scream the entire time she was escorted out of the room and back down to the holding cells, but nothing she said bothered Diane at all. She was the 'big dog', Carly was nothing more than the small yappy dog who tried to be intimidating but just came off as pathetic.
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"Damn, this is liberating." Diane said to the empty room. In the last year or so, she had compromised herself to a point she almost didn't recognize who she was.
'Perhaps since her two clients were attempting to pull their heads out of their asses, she could do the same. It was time for things to change and with her last non-client coming up soon, she'd be able to rectify that sooner than she thought.'
Once again, the prisoner was escorted into the room and cuffed to the table.
"What the hell is going on Diane, Jason pays you to be on top of things, why the hell am I still here? Where is Jason, what the hell is going on? I am Jason's future wife and you know, he will not like you disrespecting me." Sam said, the petulance in her voice was quite galling.
"Wow, you… You know, I have had to deal with both Sonny and Carly today, you make it a trifecta. You are all, completely, utterly off your rockers. You are just as neurotic as Carly and think the sun and moon rises and sets on your wants, just like Sonny. I won't be representing you, just like I told the other two. My services are no longer available."
"Your services are no longer available? You are paid very well to make yourself available. If you continue to argue this fact, Jason and Sonny will fire you and find an even better replacement. I think I need to remind them that you aren't so 'hot shit' that you are irreplaceable."
"Do what you wish Sam, Sonny won't be listening to anything you have to say unless it pertains to his child you are once again carrying. You are lucky your little stint on the run didn't cause you any problems, I'm sure Sonny wouldn't be happy to hear you managed to kill another one of his children."
"My Lila dying wasn't my fault." Sam whined.
"Nothing is ever your fault, poor, poor, pitiful Sam. The world is so mean and it is always knocking you down, being unfair and only causing you woes. My God, I thought you were just an idiot who was playing every sob story to get people to do what you want, but that isn't the case is it? You really are as dumb as you look; you seriously think you've had a hard life and that the world owes you something. Karma, Sam, it is a bitch and will get you every time, just because you've built yourself up in your head, doesn't mean the world doesn't see you for the waste of space you really are. Go ahead, try and whine to Sonny or Jason, see if your saggy, leathered skin and straw like hair will get you out of this mess. You will rue the day that you ever came to Port Charles and just between me and you Sam; I think that day is approaching faster than you think."
Diane paused to take a breath. Damn did it take a lot out of a person to keep that kind of disgust in, it was a living breathing thing and if you weren't smart or stayed on top of it, it could swallow you.
"You are finished Sam, Ric has your case locked up tight. He has the weapon, your fingerprints and DNA on said weapon and of course finding you with your hands around Diego's neck was a beautiful touch, you are going away for murder and it couldn't happen to a nicer person. Remember this, you reap what you sow, and you've sown nothing but antagonism, disharmony, contempt but most of all, blind faith that you will always have Jason Morgan and his money to stand behind. Your reign –in your mind- is at an end."
Diane didn't bother waiting to hear what else she would say or what other venomous, self-righteous bullshit she was going to spew. There was no chance that any of the three could hurt Jason's chance of beating the charges and to her that is all that mattered.
Besides, she had a date to get ready for. Tomorrow, she would visit Jason at the hospital and see…
'Well, Crap!' She thought. She had almost made it to the door, when she saw Ric leading Jason in, in handcuffs.
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