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Post by Emilie Bridget Scorpio on Dec 8, 2009 22:26:57 GMT -5
I frowned at Spencer, why was he doing this to me? My eyes were watering but I blinked that way. I wasn't going to show him any weakness, not anymore. I took swig of the tangy drink in my hand. I resisted the urge to make a face. Seriously Aunt Carly? This was gross.
I looked into Spencer's eyes and had trouble moving my head. It took effort but I shook my head at him, "No. No, you can't say that. Not now Spencer. After everything that has happened, all this time? I loved you." Ok, I wasn't going to lie. "I love you. But how can I trust anything you say?" Sure, he'd never done anything to directly earn my distrust but when his father had finally found a way to split us up, had Spencer even fought him? No, not to my knowledge. He could say people had gotten in the way. But had he really tried?
Now the tears were starting to fall down my cheeks. He leaned in and kissed the top of my head. I fell into his chest in a moment of weakness. My head was spinning from the sudden alcohol in my system and the weakness that Spencer put in me when he spoke. I let the, now empty, glass slip out of my fingers and hit the floor. I took in the moment. He was holding me now and he smelled just like I remembered, honey and pine. My knees buckled beneath me. Damn it, why could he always do this to me?
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Post by Jake Martin Morgan on Dec 8, 2009 22:43:35 GMT -5
"There wasn't anything to harm at the time, Jake. It's possible that this...this pregnancy...might be difficult, though. The accident caused a little internal damage that the doctors overlooked because it was so insignificant at the time. But with this news...I just have to be careful and avoid stress as much as possible." I nodded I didn't know how to react, I was mad or disappointed..more shocked and a bit scared. she needed to stay stress-free, Yea okay, Molly Lansing staying stress free, I'd love to actually see that, I mean come on look at her step mother. Claudia was enough to make anyone go crazy. Im sure having the job Molly does isn't good for the baby either, but she wont give up on what she wants.
"I don't know what you want, Jake, but this...this is a baby. Our baby...or my baby, if you don't want it. I'm not getting rid of my own flesh and blood." I looked at her and shook my head.. "You think I want you to get rid of the baby?" I asked her, I don't even know why she would ask me something like that, kinda hurt that she thought I'd ever want that. I stood up from the chair I was sitting in "Look Molly, Im this scares the hell out of me and Im confused and just I dont know, but I would never ask you to do something like that..or ever want something like that.. Its our baby"
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Post by Chanel Jones-Hunter on Dec 8, 2009 23:02:09 GMT -5
"Hello, Chanel." I frowned when he guessed right away "How'd you know" I pouted a bit before smiling when he took my hands into his and didn't let go. Yea, Ill admit it, I had a crush on Cam, he was cute and sensitive, and just normal, not like all the other guys around here."What are you doing here?" I shrugged "Well I got an invite and I know your Ser's best friend and you'd be here so I thought why not, any time I can show off my new dress is a good time for me" I said as I looked down at our hands and back at Cam I smiled and blushed a bit
I pulled my hands away and looked up at him, I gave him a quick kiss, un sure of what really came over me, I just wanted to kiss him so I did.. I bit the inside of my lip and looked at him unsure of what was going to hapen next, well he was cute could you blame me?
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Post by Molly Lansing on Dec 9, 2009 4:09:13 GMT -5
I frowned, disappointed in myself for even considering it. Jake was raised by Lucky Spencer and didn't find out until at least five years ago that he was Jason Morgan's son. How could I possibly think that he would want me to give up our baby when he was so determined to not be a thing like his dad or the man who raised him? I knew better, I did; I just let the worst-case scenarios grab hold of me and give me the impression that Jake wouldn't want to be a dad.
He looked...terrified, mostly, but I saw a speck of joy in his eyes when he said "our baby." The words were so strange to hear him murmur, but they were true. Our baby, the worst and best of both of us - hopefully more Morgan than Cassadine. "I'm sorry...I know you would never ask me to and I know it doesn't excuse me even mentioning it to you, but I'm just so scared, Jake. I'm terrified. I'm not ready to be a mom; what if I mess up? I can't do it alone." I didn't want him to feel sorry for me and I knew I needed to go talk to Noah, but telling Jake my fears made me feel a little better. It's just...what if we lost this baby? How would that affect us? [/font]
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Post by Audrey Morgan on Dec 9, 2009 4:39:34 GMT -5
There were three reasons I had even come to this party. One, I knew Aunt Carly would kill me if I didn't go, or at least get Dad's permission to yell at me for awhile; besides, it was a party! Just because I didn't like dresses or shopping didn't mean I didn't love a good party. Two, I loved Ser like an older sister, but maybe that was because she was best friends with one of my brothers and married to another. It was still weird to think of Gavin as my big brother. And three, Jakey would be furious if I didn't come since he was dragged to it. He was just like Dad and it was hilarious to see Aunt Carly coax them into a tuxedo every now and then. Everyone always tried to force me into a frilly dress, except for Mom since she wasn't too fond of them herself.
I had acquired Mom's talent almost immediately after I was born; rambling. For some odd reason, no one ever complained about it, even though it would make sense for them to do so. I didn't mean to be late tonight but since Cammy had to pick up Ser, Gavin was meeting his wife later, Jakey was hightailing it to find Molls, Emi was doing whatever, and anyone else I considered family was probably away avoiding Aunt Carly as much as possible, I had to wait for Mom to drive me and she didn't get off work until a few minutes after the event started. It really sucked not having a permit. One more year!
Looking around, I spotted a variety of people, clustered among them my siblings and their various other halves. Gavin and Ser, Cammy and Nel, Jakey and Molls...even Emi and Spence? I would have to ask her about that one. Last I heard, she refused to have a thing to do with him after he broke her heart. I wish I could help her out by cutting him out of my life also, but he's practically a cousin to me. I didn't know what Uncle Nikky's and Auntie Em's status was right now, but I did know that whether biological or not, Nikky Cassadine was too much of one of Mom's best friends to be anything but an uncle to me. It wasn't as if he could be an older brother and I certainly had enough of those already.
Lucky and I didn't get along at all. I tried to keep our arguments minimum, for Mom's sake, but I disagreed with half of the stuff he said and loved the times when I could go over to Dad's. I didn't blame Jakey; Dad let me go out on the bike a few times, unfortunately keeping a close eye on me every single time, and I loved it so much that I knew I would get a bike in the future. I had the Morgan genes; I snuck into Jake's as often as possible to challenge Coleman or even Jakey at pool. Coleman always lost, but Jakey still hadn't found a way to do the same yet.
Smoothing out my blouse, I knew I definitely was under-dressed but everyone knew not to expect anything else. If Aunt Carly could let me go to one of her kids' parties without a dress, no one else seemed to care. I glanced around the room, trying to figure out who I should talk to. Jakey and Molls were obviously in the middle of an intense conversation, so I didn't want to bother them. Cammy and Nel were being their usual goofy selves and Emi and Spence probably shouldn't be disturbed. Frowning, looking at Gavin and Ser, I wondered if maybe I should just talk to Noah. I liked Noah. He was cool.
I didn't like Lucky, but I liked his daughter. She and I became friends when she met Lucky, even though she was at least five years older than me. Cam adored Lucky and Jakey hated him; maybe I should be stuck in the middle, but I wasn't. Deciding to interrupt Canel, I walked toward them and jumped behind Cam, narrowly missing being seen by Nel. "Brother!"
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Post by Serena Benson-Morgan on Dec 10, 2009 23:08:15 GMT -5
I looked at Gavin and then I heard my sister come up "Hey" I put on a smile and hugged her. She looked nice, she was my closest sibling, and then Micheal, Morgan not so much. She was a lot like me in some way, some better than others. she said hi to my husband, I knew he really wasn't someone to come to parties, I was.. as long as they weren't for me or had anything to do with birthday's. I turned around and ordered a drink, you know what My birthday party I'm going drink. I took a sip and turned to JJ "so whats up?" I asked her before I took a look around "why arent you out there having fun, find a boy something?" I asked her
Maybe something a little less boring then talking to me. "There are a bunch of single guys out there considering mom invited all of Port Charles to this damn party" I was just happy that barely any adults came, and so happy Jason Morgan did show up. I really don't care if mom tried to get him to come or that he was her best friend.I sighed maybe I should let the whole Jason thing go, but he killed my dad and I honestly don't know how to forgive something like that. I took a sip of my drink I really shouldn't be drinking considering when I do I don't stop but one night couldnt hurt right?
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Post by Spencer Cassadine on Dec 10, 2009 23:29:28 GMT -5
I knew she didn't know. How could she ever think that I purposely stayed away from her, that it was my choice to cease all communication? Did she think everything I had told her, every loving word I gave her, was all a lie? It hurt to think that Bridget thought that I thought of her as nothing. She was my world and would have been all this time if I wasn't so powerless against Morgan. Dad I could handle, but Morgan didn't even let the fact that I was his best friend's nephew stop him before he threatened me if I came near his daughter again.
As she collapsed into me, I held her tightly to my chest, pressing kisses into her hair, never wanting to let go. I had already let her go for so long and I knew I couldn't handle it if I did again. Forget about her dad; Bridget was my girl, if she still wanted to be, and everyone else could remember that I was a Cassadine and not opposed to returning to my roots if need be. I wanted my girl and no one would stop me. "Bridget, I can't tell you; it would hurt you too much. But know that I never stopped fighting for you and that I love you more than words can say."
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Post by Charlotte Scorpio on Dec 11, 2009 2:24:53 GMT -5
Everyone knew how I felt about the Spencer family, after listening to how they had cheered Lulu on about going after Dad while Mom was still in love with him, and yet I had still been invited to this party. I didn't understand it. Serena was okay, but I couldn't stand her mom and I was sure her mom felt the same about me. I assumed that most of Port Charles must have been included in the event, because otherwise, I really had no idea why I was here.
Scanning the room, my eyes falling upon my various relatives, I was thankful that this at least wasn't a Q's doing. Carly could be as crazy as they came, but my family was even crazier. The Qs were a dysfunctional bunch, as everyone knew, but I still loved them to death. The children of my Dad's cousin - making Jason Morgan my second cousin? - all looked preoccupied some way or another and honestly, I didn't usually talk to anyone else who was here. I wasn't half as shy as I used to be, but I still didn't take chances too often.
Grabbing some punch, I stood around, thinking about my latest screenplay idea and the last romantic film I had watched. Maybe if I could be half as successful as he was, Dad would care more. Then again, I couldn't be sure. I was thrilled that I at least had Aunt Maxie and Grandpa Mac. Even Great-Grandad Eddie, that crazy old coot, was loveable if you gave him a chance. You just had to get past the frantic hand gestures and yelling about stock exchanges first.
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Post by Asher Davis-Jacks on Dec 11, 2009 2:34:07 GMT -5
I had no clue why the hell I was here. It didn't make sense whatsoever. I was the son of Jerry and Alexis and my sister and I didn't even really get along. That ruled out Carly choosing to invite me or Molly persuading the Morgan brat to persuade his dad to persuade Carly or whatever. I rolled my eyes, thinking about all of the different persuasion that would have required. Some people must not have any lives. Make that most of the people in this town.
Yeah, I was egotistical, but just look at my father. I didn't like anyone and that was okay with me. Molly and I fought all the time, which made it good that she didn't live at home but with that loser boyfriend of hers. I might not like her and she vice versa, but she still deserved better than a Morgan. Alexis was always trying to take down any and all of the Morgans and Jerry tried to also, but with a completely different route. That's why it didn't make any sense for me to come. I didn't get along with the birthday girl's husband and I didn't get along with the birthday girl herself. What was stopping me from leaving right now?
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Post by Lauren Lucy Halloway on Dec 11, 2009 2:45:30 GMT -5
It was weird having a family, a biological family. I still couldn't figure out what the others thought of me as, especially Cameron, if he thought I was intruding in his life. I didn't mean to. I just wanted to know my dad; I couldn't help it if I was born a year or two before him. If Lucky wanted me to leave, I would. It wasn't as if I hadn't survived living on the streets and I could always go back to Aunt Allegra's and Uncle Steven's without complaints. I just didn't want to.
Smiling and waving at Lil, knowing for sure that she liked me since she kept thinking that she needed to assure me of it, I wondered if anyone else called her that. She told me when we first met that she had such a long name that I could call her anything and I was shocked when she was right. I started calling her Lil and she didn't mind. Now it was habit. I didn't really see anyone else to talk to. Everyone looked busy with some person or other, except one scowling guy standing off in the corner and another girl obviously lost in her own world. I guess I would just look around for now.
Spotting Michael, I figured I might as well go over and talk with him. He and Serena were...the children of my dad's cousin? Which made them, what, my third cousins? I didn't even try to figure that out. "Hey Michael. How's it going?"
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Post by Cameron Alexander Spencer on Dec 13, 2009 20:47:30 GMT -5
I turned around and smiled at Chanel. I leaned in and hugged her tightly. "You look beautiful." That was an understatement, those words seemed quite dim compared to her beauty. She was wearing a light blue dress that accented her body excellently. But that wasn't what I was focusing on. Her face just seemed to glow. She was the most beautiful woman in the room.
"Do you-" Just as I was about to ask Chanel if she would like to dance with me, I stumbled backwards. Someone was clinging to my back and was now screaming my name in a very familiar voice. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Aud, what are you doing?" Damn her for ruining the moment. I threw her off my back and pulled her in front of me. "What's with the attack, sis?"
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Post by Alice Madison Zacharra on Dec 13, 2009 20:57:52 GMT -5
And So It Begins.......just outside of Port Charles the wind is blowing and snow raining down in blankets. The power flickers inside the hotel but the party continues.....
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Post by Josslyn Jacks on Dec 14, 2009 18:48:09 GMT -5
I smiled at my sister. She looked less miserable than I would expect. But that probably had something to do with Gavin being around. I shook my head. "Who would I talk to?" I asked with a laugh. "I'm related to half the room." I laughed looking at all my brothers and cousins that now filled the room.
I bite my lip when I saw Jacob Morgan in the room. "But, you know. I could break me off a piece of that." I said with a small laugh. I had a tiny crush on Jake, but I would have to deal with that. He would always see me as a child. I had grown up with him, but he was a bit older than me. My love life basically sucked. It sucked knowing you liked someone this much when you couldn't do anything about it.
I looked back at my sister who now had a drink in her hand. I frowned but didn't say anything. There would be no stopping Serena. And, one drink wouldn't hurt. I would just have to watch out for her later tonight so that she didn't go crazy with this or anything.
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