I'll walk you out!" Dante Falconeri volunteers jogging after Lulu Spencer, the blonde woman sighing in discontent.
"I just need some air Dante, I'll be fine. I can protect myself-I'm not some damsel in distress." Lulu retorted, shrugging on her jacket over her bridesmaid dress-They were at Jake's for the reception of Maxie and Matt's wedding.
"What is you're problem, Lulu?" Dante scoffed, catching the attention of Johnny and Olivia-who had both agreed that after the wedding they would break up.
"I don't have a problem-I JUST NEED AIR. Stop fucking suffocating me and thinking you know me, because I can assure you-you don't!" Lulu threw her hands up frustrated, and stalked towards the back door of the bar.
"Why don't you just say what you really want? Because I heard everything that you and Maxie talked about this morning! Robin putting in her two cents for good measure!" Dante snapped.
"This isn't going to be good. At all." Olivia bit her lip, giving Johnny a look.
"No." Johnny agreed.
"Why are you eavesdropping on my private conversations? But alright, you want honesty? Here's the fucking truth! I've always been attracted to danger and it's killing me that I can't run game anymore because I have to pretend to be someone I'm not! You'd hate the real me and I know that shit! At this point, if Johnny asked me to run away with him-I'd just fucking go. It wouldn't even be a second thought! I can't deal with this anymore-I'm done. With everything. Sometimes-I wish Logan would have just killed me that night-WOULD HAVE DONE EVERYONE A FUCKIN' FAVOR!" Lulu went off just completely losing her shit, before sprinting out of the back door.
"I need to go after her-I'm sorry." Johnny placed his gaze on Olivia, who shook her head.
"Go and find her-I don't want her to hurt herself. Take care of her, I'll handle Dante." Olivia made eye contact with each word she spoke, before Johnny rushed out to his car-Lulu stood with her back against the brick building, heaving deep breaths as she tried to get herself together.
"Jesus Christ-are you alright?" Johnny sighed, leaning against the building knowing she was anything but okay.
"I'm too mentally ill to be with the wrong fucking man. Logan left me with a split personality disorder...I never know how I'm doing anymore. I just know that I'm miserable with my life. I've completely lost myself." Lulu softly spoke, sinking down to the ground.
"I understand and I'm sorry. For the record, I'm very glad that Hayes didn't kill you. Have you-ever been to San Francisco?" Johnny trailed off, looking at her.
"No...why? Are you trying to leave Port Charles?" Lulu looked up at him.
"Not permanently but, it'd be nice for both of us to get a break from this shithole of a town-at least for awhile. What do you say?" Johnny wondered.
"Of course, you know I can never say no to you."