Beyond Recollection ~ A Sonny & Skye FanFiction
Chapter Four ~ Reflections
As much as she wished it so, closing the door behind her did nothing to shut out the memories of that night. Skye clenched her eyes shut and braced herself against the door to Sonnys room. One by one each scream echoed in her thoughts. The memories of the bruises and suffering received flashed like lightening, blinding her. The final torment coming with the memory of his knife.
Stop, she begged her mind. Please stop.
Ms. Quartermaine? A womans voice pulled her free of her tormenting thoughts. Taking a moment to catch her breath and to slow down her speeding heart, Skye looked up at the woman still slightly rattled. Are you ok Ms? she asked noticing the layer of sweat on Skyes brow.
Yes Im fine, Skye told to the young nurse. Im sorry, did you need me?
I was told to leave Mr. Corinthos personal belongings with you by Dr. Quartermaine, she stated holding up the plastic bag she carried. The clothes arent really salvageable but there are a few other items.
Thank you, Skye replied taking the bag with a shaking hand.
Are you sure youre all right?
Yes, Im fine. Could you just tell my father thank you for me, she asked. After the nurse agreed to, Skye walked to the elevators, clutching the bag to her chest as she stepped inside.
Her journey home was made in a complete daze. Skyes thoughts struggled with the idea of Sonny asking her questions the moment she returned to the hospital. She knew she wasnt ready to open up to him about that night the first time had been hard enough. She just wasnt ready. He would have to understand that.
Yeah right, she thought to her self with a laugh, closing the door to their penthouse behind her. He never lets anything go. Hes too stubborn.
Setting her purse and coat on the desk, she made her way up stairs. The bag, which held Sonnys things, was still clutched in her arms. Skye stared down at it with hesitance, knowing that opening it would only make everything harder. Reaching the bedroom, she placed it on the bed trying to put it off as long as she could.
Moving to her bureau, she opened the doors in search of shirt that would keep everything hidden. Settling for a simple pale blue sweater, Skye began remove her cardigan. Cursing its flimsy buttons, she tossed it to the floor with aggravation. Just before she could pull the sweater over her head, she caught her reflection in the mirror and froze. The scar Sonny had discovered was now in plain view as well as its partner on her left side. Slowly her hand moved to her side, tracing the raised skin.
As if burned, Skye pulled her hand away from the scar. Quickly she pulled the sweater on while moving away from the mirror. Unable to look at herself anymore, she shifted completely out of view from the glass by lowering herself onto the bed. Motionless, she stared off into nothing fighting off the memories that haunted her nightmares.
In need of a distraction she pulled the bag of Sonnys things into her lap. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself for this next task. Slowly she emptied its contents onto the mattress beside her, tears forming at the condition of his clothes. Torn and stained with crimson, she quickly pushed them back into the bag. It was no use keeping them.
Now left on the bed was Sonnys watch and his mothers gold cross.
A welcomed smile forming on her face as she gently picked up the cross. The hunt for this tiny heirloom had been a difficult one. Only able to go on the description from Sonnys memories, it had been an almost impossible task. But she had her mind set on finding it for him. She wanted to give him something special to show her gratefulness for what he had done for her.
The necklace had belonged to Sonnys mother, passed down through the generations. As an antique it held great value, not only in his heart. Sonny had been too young to remember how it had been lost. A few years later, after his mother had passed, he had gone in search of it coming up with nothing.
Almost three months after it had happen, Skye showed up at his door, carrying a small jewelry box in her hand. The look on his face was one she cherished, as were the tears that came from the grown man. The night she returned his mothers necklace to him was special to Skye in more ways than one.
That night opened the door to their lasting friendship.
Putting the cross back down on the mattress, Skye moved from her place on the bed. Going to Sonnys closet, she packed a small bag of clothes for him. Next she moved to the bathroom, picking up his toothbrush and other needed items, also putting them into the bag. After everything he would need for the next few nights was retrieved, she settled the bag down onto the bed. Picking up his watch and the cross, she packed them into the zipper compartment on the outside of the bag.
Taking one last glance around the room, she checked for any forgotten items. Once satisfied she had retrieved everything she turned to leave, stopping as a small object caught her eye. Moving back towards the bed, she picked up the small white box. She had never seen the small box before and concluded that it must have fallen from the bag of Sonnys things. Skye set down the hospital bag and used her now free had to lift the lid.
A small cry formed at her lips upon opening it. Nestled inside was a smaller black velvet box and inside that sat an elegant diamond ring. With a shaking hand she lifted the ring from its place. The cut was exquisite, the gold band only increasing its beauty. Studying it closely, Skye discovered the engraved words, hidden on the inside of the band.
- Always & Forever -
She could no longer stop her tears from escaping. Clutching the ring to her heart she fell to the floor. Hot tears burning her skin as a great pain twisted deep within her.
She cried at the tenderness of his engraved words.
She cried imagining him getting down on one knee and for the questioned he would have asked.
She cried because he never had the chance.
But she cried the hardest because her answer would have been yes.
~ TBC ~
Chapter Four ~ Reflections
As much as she wished it so, closing the door behind her did nothing to shut out the memories of that night. Skye clenched her eyes shut and braced herself against the door to Sonnys room. One by one each scream echoed in her thoughts. The memories of the bruises and suffering received flashed like lightening, blinding her. The final torment coming with the memory of his knife.
Stop, she begged her mind. Please stop.
Ms. Quartermaine? A womans voice pulled her free of her tormenting thoughts. Taking a moment to catch her breath and to slow down her speeding heart, Skye looked up at the woman still slightly rattled. Are you ok Ms? she asked noticing the layer of sweat on Skyes brow.
Yes Im fine, Skye told to the young nurse. Im sorry, did you need me?
I was told to leave Mr. Corinthos personal belongings with you by Dr. Quartermaine, she stated holding up the plastic bag she carried. The clothes arent really salvageable but there are a few other items.
Thank you, Skye replied taking the bag with a shaking hand.
Are you sure youre all right?
Yes, Im fine. Could you just tell my father thank you for me, she asked. After the nurse agreed to, Skye walked to the elevators, clutching the bag to her chest as she stepped inside.
Her journey home was made in a complete daze. Skyes thoughts struggled with the idea of Sonny asking her questions the moment she returned to the hospital. She knew she wasnt ready to open up to him about that night the first time had been hard enough. She just wasnt ready. He would have to understand that.
Yeah right, she thought to her self with a laugh, closing the door to their penthouse behind her. He never lets anything go. Hes too stubborn.
Setting her purse and coat on the desk, she made her way up stairs. The bag, which held Sonnys things, was still clutched in her arms. Skye stared down at it with hesitance, knowing that opening it would only make everything harder. Reaching the bedroom, she placed it on the bed trying to put it off as long as she could.
Moving to her bureau, she opened the doors in search of shirt that would keep everything hidden. Settling for a simple pale blue sweater, Skye began remove her cardigan. Cursing its flimsy buttons, she tossed it to the floor with aggravation. Just before she could pull the sweater over her head, she caught her reflection in the mirror and froze. The scar Sonny had discovered was now in plain view as well as its partner on her left side. Slowly her hand moved to her side, tracing the raised skin.
As if burned, Skye pulled her hand away from the scar. Quickly she pulled the sweater on while moving away from the mirror. Unable to look at herself anymore, she shifted completely out of view from the glass by lowering herself onto the bed. Motionless, she stared off into nothing fighting off the memories that haunted her nightmares.
In need of a distraction she pulled the bag of Sonnys things into her lap. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself for this next task. Slowly she emptied its contents onto the mattress beside her, tears forming at the condition of his clothes. Torn and stained with crimson, she quickly pushed them back into the bag. It was no use keeping them.
Now left on the bed was Sonnys watch and his mothers gold cross.
A welcomed smile forming on her face as she gently picked up the cross. The hunt for this tiny heirloom had been a difficult one. Only able to go on the description from Sonnys memories, it had been an almost impossible task. But she had her mind set on finding it for him. She wanted to give him something special to show her gratefulness for what he had done for her.
The necklace had belonged to Sonnys mother, passed down through the generations. As an antique it held great value, not only in his heart. Sonny had been too young to remember how it had been lost. A few years later, after his mother had passed, he had gone in search of it coming up with nothing.
Almost three months after it had happen, Skye showed up at his door, carrying a small jewelry box in her hand. The look on his face was one she cherished, as were the tears that came from the grown man. The night she returned his mothers necklace to him was special to Skye in more ways than one.
That night opened the door to their lasting friendship.
Putting the cross back down on the mattress, Skye moved from her place on the bed. Going to Sonnys closet, she packed a small bag of clothes for him. Next she moved to the bathroom, picking up his toothbrush and other needed items, also putting them into the bag. After everything he would need for the next few nights was retrieved, she settled the bag down onto the bed. Picking up his watch and the cross, she packed them into the zipper compartment on the outside of the bag.
Taking one last glance around the room, she checked for any forgotten items. Once satisfied she had retrieved everything she turned to leave, stopping as a small object caught her eye. Moving back towards the bed, she picked up the small white box. She had never seen the small box before and concluded that it must have fallen from the bag of Sonnys things. Skye set down the hospital bag and used her now free had to lift the lid.
A small cry formed at her lips upon opening it. Nestled inside was a smaller black velvet box and inside that sat an elegant diamond ring. With a shaking hand she lifted the ring from its place. The cut was exquisite, the gold band only increasing its beauty. Studying it closely, Skye discovered the engraved words, hidden on the inside of the band.
- Always & Forever -
She could no longer stop her tears from escaping. Clutching the ring to her heart she fell to the floor. Hot tears burning her skin as a great pain twisted deep within her.
She cried at the tenderness of his engraved words.
She cried imagining him getting down on one knee and for the questioned he would have asked.
She cried because he never had the chance.
But she cried the hardest because her answer would have been yes.
~ TBC ~
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