Déjà vu Chapters 21-25

Chapter 21

'Where the hell is she?' Thought Sonny. She had insisted on walking far ahead of him the entire way downstairs. She was definitely as stubborn as a person could be. She was being an immature bitch about everything. He finally catches up with her an hour later at the slot machine. She has obviously been drinking, for she is throwing her head back, giggling and flirting with every guy surrounding her. Sonny taps her on the shoulder. She turns around and glares at him,
"What the fuck do you want? Can't ya see? I'm busy?"
She turns around again and pulls the handle on the slot machine, she doesn't get the chance to see if she has won, for Sonny grabs her arm and pulls her to her feet. He pins her forcefully to his body, she tries to loosen the grip but she fails, "Get your hands off of me Sonny! Ya know? I don't know what I ever saw in you. You are such an asshole!"
Sonny still hasn't loosened his grip on her, he laughs at her insult, "And you my dear, are drunk."
"I'm only trying to have fun. I'm trying to be the whore that you make me out to be, so why are ya stopping me?"
Sonny is stung by her words. He lets go of her and stares at her with disgust apparent on his handsome face, " Fuck you Brenda! I will not play this game with you, if you are trying to make me feel sorry for you, you have another thing coming!" He storms off. Brenda turns around and finally sees all the coins that are lying inside the slot machine. She jumps up and down,
"Holy shit! I won! I can't believe I won!" She picks up the bucket that has her winnings in it and takes it over to be cashed. The lady looks at Brenda and smiles brightly,
"Congratulations are in Order! You just won ten million dollars!"
Brenda suddenly feels light on her feet, "Holy shit! Ten million dollars? I'm a fucking multimillionaire!" She begins to feel lightheaded and falls to the floor. Sonny has been watching from afar and comes rushing over to her, He kneels down on the floor and stares down at Brenda concernedly. She wakes up in a matter of seconds and stares up at Sonny. She tries to get up but Sonny stops her, "It may be too soon, the blood has rushed up to your head. You could pass out again."
"Who gives a fuck about that? I just won ten million dollars!"
Sonny begins to speak, what she just said hasn't registered yet, "You should give a fuck...You shouldn't play with your health Brenda...What did you say?"
"I said who gives a fuck."
"After that..."
" Oh...just that I won ten million dollars."
A broad smile appears on Sonny's face and he instantly picks her up and swings her around in his arms. Brenda giggles from the rush that being swung around is giving her, "Put me down Sonny, I'm gonna be sick if you keep doing that."
Sonny automatically lowers her back on solid ground, "I'm sorry that will never happen again, I don't know what came over me."
Brenda rolls her eyes, "Don't apologize for that. Do you always have to be such a man? You are the king of uptight."
Sonny feels his cool beginning to leave him yet again, "And you are the queen of bitchiness and you can add stubbornness to that list."
Brenda glares at him, "Oh yeah? Well if you think I'm a bitch now, you'll really think I'm a bitch when I do this. She lifts her middle finger up and flips him off.
He shakes his head at her and watches as she storms off. He sees her go into the bar and heads in the same direction. He immediately spots her sitting at a table with guys, following the same routine that he found her doing at the slot machines. Suddenly, his hands clench in a fist of rage, for one of the bastards has taken one of her hands and placed it on his manhood. 'Control yourself man! Do not let her get to you!' Suddenly he notices that Brenda is now stroking him. 'Fuck control!' Sonny storms over to the table and taps the guy on the shoulder. He turns around and faces Sonny, whose face is red with anger,
"Take your hands off of her! She is not gonna be your next lay!" The guy looks at Sonny like he is crazy, "Don't look at me like that! You think I don't know how people like you work? You'll take her home, fuck her and then send her on her way, tell her you'll call her but you never will, then you'll move on to the next woman. I know all too well how it works."
The man laughs, "Why? You doing the same thing?"
Sonny's fists ball into a fist of rage yet again, "That is none of your fucking business! Come on Brenda, you're coming with me!" Brenda grabs hold of the chair and holds on to it with all the power that she has. Sonny pulls hard and succeeds, but not before the man grabs her other hand and pulls her back down, Sonny doesn't loosen his grip on Brenda, "Are you crazy or just fucking stupid? If I were you I'd let go of her, people have been known to disappear before when dealing with me. You wouldn't want me to have to hurt you, would you?"
Brenda glares at Sonny, "Sonny! Lay the fuck off! I'm a grown woman, I can handle myself!"
"And that includes letting him take you home and use you? I don't think so Brenda, we are leaving!" The guy gets up from his chair and stands face to face with Sonny, "You've been getting in my face a little too much! How bout we take this outside?"
Brenda stands up and stands between them, "You are not going to fight over me! I'm sorry Chris, but I will not have you fighting over me. Lets go Sonny."
Sonny is still glaring at Chris, "I don't know Brenda, I would kinda like to go outside and beat the shit out of this asshole."
Chris grins evilly, "Oh yeah, well lets go, we'll see who’s the asshole." They start to walk out, but Brenda is right behind them. She runs and catches up with Sonny, finally grabbing hold of his jacket, "God damn it Sonny, what the fuck are you doing! You are not using your head!" She looks at Chris, "I don't know what I ever saw in you, back the fuck off Chris. Sonny's right. I do not want to be somebody that you fuck and never call again. I'm worth more than that. I deserve a lot more than that." With that said she grabs hold of Sonny's hand and they head out of the bar. They head back to the casino, where Brenda starts to put more money in the slot machine, Sonny grabs her hand to stop her, "What are you doing Brenda? Everybody knows that once you win you're supposed to walk away. Good luck ends eventually, I mean just look at our entire relationship."
Brenda is not thrilled by that comment and lets him know it, " Why do you always have to bring what we had together up in a situation like this? Why can't you just leave it alone?" She runs back into the bar. Sonny chases after her. Brenda sits down at a table by herself. Sonny sees her and walks over to the table. She is knocking back a margarita; it must have been her tenth margarita because her head was starting to spin. Sonny looks down at her,
"May I sit down?"
"Do whatever the fuck you want, you always do anyway!"
Sonny takes a deep breath. He didn't know if he had enough in him to argue with her anymore. They had had about what seemed like a million of them, since that morning. He finally sits down, "Look Brenda, believe it or not, I don't want to fight with you. I'm tired of fighting."
"Well then if I were you, I'd be quiet because if either one of us opens our mouths we'll be at it again."
Sonny smiles at her, knowing that she is absolutely right about the situation. He decides to change the subject, "What do ya have to do to get a drink around here?"
He sees the waiter and gets his attention, "I need a scotch on the rocks. Brenda, you need another margarita or anything?"
"Yeah I think I'll have another one. You'll have to excuse me, I have to go powder my nose." She gets up but she instantly falls back into her seat. Sonny laughs, "I told ya you are drunk. You can't even stand up."
The waiter comes back with Sonny's drink and he doesn't have Brenda's. He goes to leave, but not before Brenda grabs hold of his vest, "What happened to my margarita?"
"No offense senorita, but you are obviously in no condition to have another one."
"Excuse me? If I were you, I'd go get my margarita!" The waiter is speechless for a second, before Sonny breaks into the conversation, "Go get the margarita, or you're fired."
The waiter glares at Sonny, " You can't do that. You don't run this casino."
Sonny and Brenda laugh, "Wanna bet? I'm Sonny Corinthos. Does the name ring a bell?"
The waiter immediately starts to apologize, "I'm sorry senorita, and I’ll have that margarita out to you right away."
Brenda takes her hand out from underneath the table and places it on top of Sonny's, "Thank you Sonny."
Two hours later, they are still at the bar knocking back drinks. They have both had too much to drink and that's obvious to everybody around them. Sonny reaches across the table and picks up her hand, he begins to speak, but it comes out extremely slurred because of the alcohol, "Wanna dance?"
Brenda giggles, "Where? There's nowhere to dance. They don't even have any music playing."
He takes her hand and leads her to the center of the floor, "We can make our own music." They begin to move to their imagined rhythm. Sonny begins to stroke Brenda's hair. He places his head on her shoulder and moves his hands down to her ass. She moans at their closeness, for she had been longing for it for so long. The euphoria from the consumption of the alcohol and just the nearness of him was enough to make her pass out. She begins to loose all control as she feels Sonny move his lips to her neck, he moves from her neck down to her chest, which is still covered by her outfit, he moans and begins to pull her shirt off. Brenda jerks back, remembering that they are still at the bar, "Baby, we can't do this here. There are people here."
"Who cares? Most of them are just as drunk as we are and wouldn't even notice."
Brenda giggles, "I want you so much Sonny, I do, but trust me, they'd notice."
Sonny staggers back over to their seats and throws a one hundred dollar tip on the table, and goes back over to where Brenda is, "What do ya say? Lets blow this joint and head upstairs to our own little paradise."
Brenda takes his hand and they both stagger drunkenly upstairs to Sonny's place. When they have finally reached the door to Sonny's penthouse, he sweeps her up into his arms and kisses her passionately. He carries he inside and into the bedroom, finally placing her on his bed. He stares at her, longing apparent in his eyes, she moans. He walks over to the stereo and turns it on. A song that fits their life together begins to play. Brenda smiles, "You were right when you said every song was written for us."

Remember the first day when I saw your face
remember the first day when you smiled at me
you stepped to me and you said to me
I was the woman you dreamed about
remember the first day when you called my house
remember the first day when you took me out
we had butterflies although we tried to hide
and we both had a beautiful night

Sonny smiles at her comment, knowing that it is the truth. He takes her face in his hands and begins to make love to her mouth, his tongue seeking entrance into her mouth. She moans and instantly parts her lips, their tongues duel in a passionate tug of war. Sonny continues to make love to her, even as he is desperately trying to get her shirt off. Brenda smiles and helps him pull it off. He places his hands on her breast, which is still covered by her bra, he gently cups it and she moans. He suddenly has the urge to taste her creamy flesh and reaches behind her for the clasp on her bra. Once it is off he tosses it aside and yet again gently cups her breast. He lowers his head and takes her breast into his mouth, sucking and nibbling, not letting one inch of it be unkissed, uncaressed or unloved. He begins to work his way to her other breast, applying the same erotic torture.

The way we held each others hand
the way we talked the way we laughed
it felt so good to find true love
I knew right then and there you were the one

Brenda begins to unbutton Sonny's shirt, she finally grows impatient and rips it off, the buttons fly in every direction. Sonny throws his head back in laughter, at her desperation in the act. She lowers her mouth to his chest and begins to kiss his chest, she trails open mouth kisses from his heart to his nipples, which she nibbles on. Sonny takes her hands and puts them on his hard manhood, which is still covered by his pants, "See what you did to me? Get me out of these baby." Brenda automatically listens and unbuttons his pants and lowers them to the ground. Sonny lowers Brenda onto the bed and begins to work Brenda's skirt off. He feels the same desperation as Brenda had before and finally just rips it off. The only thing left on is her panties and his boxers, which they both quickly shed. Brenda spreads her legs apart and Sonny settles between them and enters her. He is still inside of her for a moment, letting her get used to the feeling of him inside of her.

I know that he loves me cause he told me so
I know that he loves me cause his feelings show
when he stares at me you know that he cares for me
you see how he is so deep in love
I know that he loves me cause its obvious
I know that he loves me cause it's me he trusts
and he's missing me if he's not kissing me
and when he looks at me his brown eyes tells his soul

Brenda rakes her nails down Sonny's back as he begins to move inside of her. She moans happily as Sonny lowers his mouth to hers for another earth shattering kiss. He continues to thrust inside of her at a ferocious speed. Brenda arches her hips and meets him thrust for thrust, their bodies meeting in only a rhythm they know with each other. Brenda feels the familiar pressure coming on and can't hold it anymore. She lets go as Sonny continues to thrust inside of her. A minute later he joins her in the waves of ecstasy, and they lay in each other’s arms, both of them finally passing out from a mixture of the alcohol they had consumed and from sheer passion.

Chapter 22

The sun peaked through the windows of Sonny's room shining upon the two limp bodies that layed sprawled and tangled between the sheets. He was laying on his stomach his face buried in the pillow, his arm thrown over her naked body. The sun blinded her, forcing her to open her eyes. She slowly opened them and groaned. Her eyes fell close again, until she noticed the arm on her abdonomen. She placed her hand on top of the arm, her eyes still closed. Oh Jesus, she thought, almost afraid she turned to her side and one eye slowly opened to see Sonny.
"FUCK!" SHe hissed as she closed her eyes. She ran her fingers through her hair and opened her eyes wide. What the fuck was she suppose to do now?, she thought. She looked down at herself and then at him and groaned again. She pulled the covers over her head and slid further down, she looked at him under the blanket and slapped his ass and mumbles,
"Wake up Casanova."
Sonny instantly opens his eyes and thinks he's hallucinating, for before his very eyes is a very naked Brenda, "What the fuck? What are you doing here?"
Brenda rolled her eyes and threw the covers off her.
"What the fuck do you think I'm doing here, knitting a blanket!?!" She rubbed her temples and moaned at the pounding headache.
Sonny looks down at her, "Don't start with this shit Brenda, I'm not in the mood. My head is pounding!"
"Ask yourself Does she really care?" She threw the sheet off her completely, not ashamed of her nudity. She rubbed her eyes. "Look try and remember...what we did...."
Sonny rolls his eyes, "All I can remember is going down to the casino, we fought a lot, some asshole came on to you. The rest is a big ass blank. What about you? Can you remember anything?"
Brenda turned to him and leaned over him, her hair framing his face.
"No but my guess is..we got really drunk and then got laid."
"Oh no shit. I mean here we are naked and in the same bed, what else could have happened? The question is, what are we going to do now?"
"You know you don't have to be a prick about this." She said as she stared down at him, her body leaning against his.
Sonny's eyes soften slightly, "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a prick, I just don't know what to do...I mean you and I haven't been on good terms lately. As a matter of fact we have a love/hate thing going."
Her finger trailed up his chest.
"So we do the loving and now this is the hating, right?"
Sonny takes her hand off of his chest and holds it in his, "It's not like that Brenda. Believe it or not, I do still care about you."
She jerked her hand back.
"Gee..how nice." She said cockily and rolled off of him, staring at the ceiling.
Sonny stares at her, a sad expression appearing on his face, "I do care about you Brenda. I have never stopped caring about you. But I can't be with somebody I don't trust."
Brenda tilted her head and peered at him.
"Newsflash baby, you were last night." She sighed. "But you know what, I can do the one night stand thing." She sat up, untangling the sheets trying to pull them up to cover herself as she searched for her clothes.
Sonny laughs at her modesty, "Didn't I tell you yesterday that you shouldn't bother covering yourself? That it's nothing I haven't seen before? So why are you even bothering?"
She looked over her shoulder.
Brenda looks at him and says very coldly, "Yeah well hold onto those memories, because lastnight was the LAST time you ever, touch me or look at me again."
Sonny stares at her as she continues looking for her clothes, "I bet if I wanted to I can get you back in my bed, I would only have to snap my fingers. Too bad I don't want to." 'That should hurt her for that remark.' He thinks to himself.
Brenda threw her head back and laughed.
"Thanks. I needed that...Do you realize what a hypocrit you sound like right now?! Now that I think about it, I recall a couple of nice phrases you screamed lastnight...what was it.."Sweetheart I want you so bad?" What are you gonna tell me that it was the liquor talking?" She squinted as she went looking for her clothes. " JESUS CHRIST WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY CLOTHES?"
Sonny throws back the covers and picks up her panties, "Well here are your panties, remember how you couldn't wait for me to get these off of you?"
She grabbed them violently.
"And didn't you oblige like the little gentlemen you are." She rolls her eyes.
He smiles at her remark, "Well I do always try to be a gentleman. Now for the rest of your clothes, here ya go sweetheart." He hands her the rest of her clothes.
Brenda slipped her panties on and then reached for them.
"For your information I was being sarcastic." She snarled and sat on the bed as she turned her pants right side out. She looked at him. "What are you staring at?"
Sonny can't help but stare at her hungrily, "You, not that you care."
"No see since we woke up, your the one who made it very clear that you don't give a damn."
Sonny sits down on the bed and begins to speak softly, " I never said I didn't give a damn. As a matter of fact I told you I care about you. If I didn't care about you, I would have let that asshole have his way with you last night."
"And instead you decided to have your way with me...right? Is that Sonny? Throw Brenda on the bed, get a good lay and then that's it..." She smiled sarcastically.
Sonny is becoming frustrated with this whole situation. He picks up a pillow and throws it across the room, " God damn it Brenda! You know it wasn't like that. I didn't plan on any of this shit happening!"
Standing up, getting in face.
"But It did happen!"
Sonny sighs, "Yes it did happen. And I don't want to hurt you. I would never take anything like that back. I do care about you, but Brenda, we are from two different worlds. We've been together several times but it never works out. We can't be together."
"Hold up..I don't want to be with you...but last night..it still meant something. Whether we like it or not...look maybe Im not too good with morning afters." She looked down and grabbed her clothes. "You think I can use your shower before I leave?" She whispered hoarsely.
Sonny smiles at her, "Yeah as I recall the morning after we first made love in DC, we had a similar argument." He notices a sadness in her eyes and decides to just answer her question, "Yeah, of course you can, but you can't leave remember? Joe's after the both of us. And you are staying here with me. You can go back to your bedroom if you want, but you can't leave here. It's unsafe."
"Look I think it's best of I get a different suite or different hotel..."
Sonny nods his head in agreement, "I think that would be best. I'll call downstairs and have them give you the best suite."
"I'm capable of handling it myself."
" I know you are, but I feel I at least owe you the best suite on the house, after all this is my casino."
"Look I'm not some hooker you found in the street that you feel you have to do right by...I'll be in the shower." She stormed off to the bathroom dropping her clothes.
Sonny just sits on the bed. He had messed up big time. He would never have another chance with her ever again, not that he really wanted one, or did he?

Chapter 23

Brenda stormed into her bedroom and slammed the door. Who the hell did Sonny think he was? They had just spent the entire night making love and did it mean anything to him? Hell no, or so it seemed. Brenda throws herself down on her bed and decides to use the phone to a hotel for reservations. She takes the phone off the receiver and stops suddenly when she hears Sonny talking to somebody. She places the phone up to her ear and puts her hand over the mouthpiece of the phone so that he can't hear the sound of her breath.
"I miss you Sonny. You should have told me you were leaving, instead I hear it from the bitch."
'Wonder who she is? Probably just another bimbo he fucks in his spare time,' thought Brenda.
" I told you I was sorry Amanda, how many times do I have to tell you?"
" What the hell is your problem? You're the one that just took off and left without a single word to me. I thought I meant something to you, or was I wrong to assume that?"
Sonny feels himself getting frustrated with the conversation, " Of course you mean something to me. Listen, I really have to go. I'm sorry." He hangs up the phone and sighs. Brenda comes out with her bags fifteen minutes later. Sonny stares her down as she walks past him, " I wish you would rethink leaving."
Brenda laughs bitterly, "Why would I put myself through the same old shit of being used? I won't do that again Sonny, I already told you that. What happened last night is the end, Finito. I'm not staying, that's final!"
" Despite what you think, I did not use you! We were both drunk, you know that."
Brenda rolls her eyes, "Oh great, so we both used each other? I don't think so!" Brenda walks past him and through the door. She slams the door behind her and heads downstairs. She spots Chris, the guy from the casino the night before. He walks over to her, " Hey babe, see ya lost the asshole."
Brenda laughs, "Yep, the asshole and I are finished."
Chris grins flirtatiously, "Well how about we start a fire of our own?"
Brenda laughs at his attempt at picking her up, " Nice try, but I don't think so." She looks over Chris' shoulder and sees Sonny coming out of the elevator. She smiles, and gets an idea. She links her arm through Chris' and they walk out of the casino. She lets go of Chris' arm once they get outside, " Care to make the asshole pay?"
Chris laughs evilly, "Ya know it! What did you have in mind?"
Brenda smiles at his enthusiasm, "Come back to my hotel with me." A limo pulls up and they leave. Sonny watches as the limo leaves, "Fuck!" He screams. Now Brenda was with an asshole, doing god knows what and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. She wasn't going to listen to him, not after the stuff he had said earlier. He had to stop her from disaster. He rushes upstairs and immediately starts thumbing through the phone book, calling every single hotel under the hotel section. He has been on the phone for an hour when he finally gets somewhere, " Hi. I'm looking for somebody; can you tell me if there is a Brenda Barrett staying there? No Brenda Barrett? How about Veronica Barrett or possibly even Veronica Corinthos? No Veronica Corinthos either?" Sonny doesn't have any idea of what other name she could use, but all the sudden he thinks about being on the run with Brenda in Florida, and they alias she used. " What about Mary Sue Harrison? There is? Great Thanks! No, I don't need to leave a message; I'll talk to her myself. He places the phone back on the hook and rushes downstairs and to a waiting limo.
Twenty minutes later he is front of The Palm Resort. He immediately walks to the desk to find out which room Brenda is in,
The desk clerk looks up at him, "Yes sir, how can I help you?"
Sonny clears his throat, " What room is Mary Sue Harrison in?"
The desk clerk continues to stare at him, "I'm sorry I cannot tell you what room she is in. If you want to talk to her you'll have to call her yourself, but something tells me, her and Mr. Harrison don't want to be disturbed."
Sonny is speechless, finally when he is able to speak, he feels angry, "Her husband? She's not with anybody! Did she pay you to tell me that? She is such an immature bitch!"
"I'm sorry sir, I'm not making it up, and I believe she signed in as Vern and Mary Sue Harrison."
Sonny stands there and continues to fume. He waits until the desk clerk walks away to get something and picks up the register book and sees that he wasn't lying. In Brenda's handwriting was the names Vern and Mary Sue Harrison. He writes down the room number on a piece of paper and heads upstairs to the suite. He is just about to knock on the door, when the door opens. Chris smiles at him, “Oh hey! Honey the asshole’s here!” Brenda throws her robe on and comes to the door. She has a surprised expression on her face, “Sonny, I said all I had to say to you before, get out!”
Chris looks at his watch, “It was fun babe! I’ve gotta go. We’ll have to do it again tonight.”
Brenda glares at Sonny, “I said all I had to say to you this morning! I have nothing else to say, so just get out!”
Sonny walks in, kicks the door shut and grabs her by the shoulders and shakes her, “What the fuck were you thinking with Mary Sue? Certainly not with your brains, that’s for sure!”
“ Listen Sonny, I’m not in the mood for your insults, so get the fuck out!” Sonny still has a hold of her shoulders.
“ I’m not going anywhere Brenda! How could you fucking do this to yourself? He is just using you!”
Brenda laughs sarcastically, “Well I guess you two have something in common then don’t you? Isn’t that what you did last night?”
Sonny lets go of her and throws his hands up in disgust, “You know what, Fuck this! You are acting like an immature little bitch! I can’t help you if you aren’t willing to listen!”
“ I never asked for your help in the first place!” She screamed.
Sonny rolls his eyes, “Fine! If you want to ruin your life, then go right ahead!” He turns around and storms out of the hotel room. He really had messed up this time, to the point of driving Brenda to another man.

Chapter 24

'Who the hell could it be at this hour?' thought Brenda, as somebody persistently pounded on her hotel door. She gets and puts her robe on, yawning as she made her way to the door. She opens it and finds Sonny standing before her very eyes,
"What is it going to take for you to get the message? I no longer give a fuck about you. Our relationship is over! When are you going to get that through your head?"
Sonny laughs, "This has nothing to do about us Brenda. Jason just called me, Joe was killed by the police tonight. He pulled a gun out on Taggert and in return killed him. So get dressed, we're going home."
Brenda shakes her head in disbelief, " You came here and woke me up just to tell me that Joe is dead and that we are leaving now? Why the hell couldn't this have waited until morning?"
"I just thought you would want to go home as soon as this whole mess was over."
" No, what I want is to get some sleep, and you're interrupting me from getting what I want."
Sonny laughs sarcastically, "Well I obviously didn't stop you from getting what you want with that asshole from the casino, but it's all good. Like I said earlier I give up on you. Get dressed and lets go!"
Brenda suddenly becomes very angry, "Fuck you Sonny! Why must you always win? Why can't I ever win, just once? All I want is to get some sleep and you can't even let me do that!" She pushes him out the door and reluctantly gets dressed. She was extremely angry and she wasn't certain of the reason, well actually maybe she was, maybe it was the fact that once again, Sonny Corinthos was getting what he wanted, when he wanted it, or maybe it's the fact that once again she allowed herself to feel things only to be screwed over yet again. It was more like a combination of the two that was making her blood boil. She throws the rest of her stuff into her travel bag and slams the door shut on her way out. Sonny is downstairs in the lobby waiting for her. He takes her bag from her and carries it to the waiting limo, where the ride the entire way in complete silence.
Four hours later they arrive in Port Charles. Sonny looks over at Brenda, who has not said a word the entire way from the airport. When they arrive at the Port Charles Hotel Sonny picks up her bag. She puts her hand over his to stop him, " I can take care of that myself."
" I know that, I just want to make sure you are safe."
Brenda rolls her eyes at him, " I am a grown woman, I don't need your protection. Besides, even if I did, you would be the last person I would call."
" Oh you are really good at this insult thing huh? Well fine, if you are going to be stubborn, than its your loss."
"My loss ha! I don't think so honey, it's yours." She takes the bag from him and walks away. He watches her as she gets into the elevator and disappears upstairs.
He heads to his penthouse. Before he had left he had been staying with Cindy, but he didn't care to get into everything with her, not now anyway, so it was just easier to go back to the penthouse. He sits down on the couch and begins to think about the night before with Brenda, they had obviously had sex, but had they used protection? He couldn't remember exactly, for both of them hadn't exactly been aware of what they were doing. It was unlikely that she had gotten pregnant because they had had unprotected sex twice before in their relationship and nothing had come out of it. So why should this time be any different? He shakes the thoughts out of his head and falls into a peaceful sleep.
The next morning Sonny walks into Luke's to find Mike sitting at the bar. Mike smiles as he looks up and notices his son, "Michael, I've been worried about you, where were you?"
Sonny shakes his head at him, "Pops, you really do need to get a new habit, something besides gambling. I'm fine, I'm here in one piece."
Brenda walks in and Mike almost falls out of his chair, "Sonny, am I going crazy or did Brenda just walk through the door."
Sonny laughs, "You're not going crazy."
Mike immediately gets out of his chair and rushes to embrace her, she smiles at him, "I missed you Mike."
Mike and Brenda talk as Sonny watches them, he can't help but smile. Brenda and Mike had always been really close and she had brought them closer. Now somebody would have to do the opposite and bring them closer together. And right now that seemed impossible. Brenda looks up and notices Sonny staring at her and Mike, she couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking about. Suddenly Mike and Brenda's cut short as Cindy rushes in and pulls Brenda up out of her chair by her hair, "You are a fucking bitch! You can't keep your hands off other peoples men huh? Well what went on between you and Sonny was a one time thing sweetheart." She slaps her across the face. Brenda looks at her completely shocked. Cindy turns around and walks out, without saying one word to Sonny. Brenda storms over to where Sonny is sitting, "Who the hell do you think you are, telling Cindy about what happened between us? You are an asshole Sonny. I fucking hate you!" She storms out leaving Sonny staring after her.

Chapter 25

Sonny looks up from his stool when he hears the clicking of high heels on the hard floor. He smiles when he sees Amanda,
"To what do I owe this lovely surprise?"
" I missed ya, didn't ya miss me?"
"Of course, but it couldn't be helped. My life was in danger."
"Not just your life Sonny, I heard that you were with your so called dead ex girlfriend, oh excuse me, I mean your so called dead fiancee," Said Amanda, with her voice full of sarcasm.
Sonny rolls his eyes, "First of all she's not my fiancee, that was over years ago. Second of all, what's it to you in the first place?"
"What's it to me? Well excuse the hell out of me, I'm supposed to be your girlfriend remember? That's what it is to me!"
Sonny suddenly pulls her to him, "Listen Amanda, I'm not in the mood for another argument, I've already had a hundred today, just with Brenda. I don't care to make it a hundred and one."
"Well than I guess I better go home because that's the only thing you are going to get from me!"
"What the fuck is your problem? Not five minutes ago you came in here happy to see me."
"Well once you opened your mouth that changed!" Said Amanda. She jerks away from him and storms out. Sonny shakes his head. He was having the worst luck with all of his women. Cindy was mad at him, Brenda was always mad at him, and now he had to add Amanda to the list. Mike notices his son staring at the door, he walks over to him, "Is there somebody at the door that is invisible or something?"
Sonny looks up at Mike with a 'What the hell are you talking about?' look all over his face, "Don't you have anybody else you can bug? Now's not the time Mike. You'll regret even talking to me in a minute."
"My my, did somebody get up on the wrong side of the bed or what? You want to can the attitude and tell me what the hell your problem is?
Sonny glares at him, "People like you are my problem Mike. You don't know when to leave well enough alone. You and Brenda are perfect for each other!" He says, before storming out of Luke's.
Cindy looks down from the stage of Baby Dolls and notices Sonny staring at her, she glares at him and continues her routine. After the music ends she heads to the dressing room, but not before Sonny grabs her, she tries to fight him, "Let me go you fucking asshole! Why don't you go back to your model girlfriend? You know, I heard she's willing to spread her legs for anybody, but hey, I guess that's the kind of woman you like huh?"
Sonny lets go of her and punches the wall, "How the hell can you say that? Aren't you the same kind of girl? I mean look at what you do. You take your clothes off for a bunch of men!"
Cindy feels what control that she still has begin to fade, "Go to hell! And don't think you are going to come back to my bed, because it is over! I will not be played! So go back to your fucking model bimbo!" Suddenly, the door opens and Amanda walks in, just as Cindy storms into the dressing room and slams the door. Sonny notices her and he can see she is still angry about earlier, " What are you doing here Sonny? I don't want to see you anymore, I thought I made myself perfectly clear."
Sonny continues to stare at her, he takes her hand in his, "You didn't say that you never once said that it was over. You stormed out before you said much of anything, but I guess you did have time to overreact."
"It's over Sonny. I no longer want to have anything to do with you. I will not be with somebody that will take off with his former fiancee. I will not put myself through the heartache. I deserve better than that!" She suddenly jerks Sonny into her arms and kisses him passionately, he is speechless, "Remember that Sonny, remember what you lost." Cindy stands there speechless, she had been standing there throughout most of that exchange but neither Sonny or Amanda had noticed her. She sneaks up behind Sonny and taps him on the shoulder, He turns around, "I'll bet you'll remember that kiss huh? I bet you'll remember this even more!" She lifts her knee up to his balls and delivers a crushing blow,
he doubles over in pain, "Shit!"
Cindy storms out, leaving Sonny to suffer with his own pain.
Sonny finally stands up and notices that Amanda is in fact still where she was. She walks closer to him again, "If you remember that, I know you'll really remember this!" He once again feels a knee crush his crotch area, "That's for cheating on me." She lifts her knee up and does it again, "And this is for leaving town and not telling me!" She storms off as well, leaving Sonny by himself.
It's only ten minutes later that Sonny is able to stand up, he is holding his crotch area, 'I guess I won't be getting any tonight, too bad Brenda doesn't want anything to do with me' Sonny thought to himself. There was always another day, he could get all of his women back if he wanted too. After all his name is Sonny Corinthos, and Sonny Corinthos always gets what he wants.