What if...Ned hadn't interrupted S&B During Their Fight Outside of Lukes?
A Rewrite of History

by Clarissa and Melissa

 

Sonny glances over at Brenda, her arms are wrapped around Miguel. Suddenly,
he can't take it anymore. He jumps out of his chair and storms over to where
Brenda is sitting with Miguel, Ned and Lois and taps her on the shoulder. He
is fuming, if looks could kill both Brenda and Miguel would be dead. Brenda
doesn't bother to look up at him, but Sonny talks anyway.
"I'm sorry, I gotta talk to you about something."
Brenda tries to get away from him but he is too strong for her. Sonny wins
like always and pulls her out of the chair, saying,
"Come on. Come on!"
Once they're outside Brenda shakes Sonny's hands off her.
"Keep your hands off me." Sonny finally lets her go.
"Get your hands off me."
Sonny finally releases her but he doesn't release his glaring, angry
expression.
"Listen to me, you may not come strolling into my club on somebody else's
arms, especially Miguel's."
Sonny's words begin to sink into Brenda, which causes her to feel angry. She
begins to lash out at him.
"Oh you are so..."
Sonny interrupts her before she can say anything else. He couldn't allow her
to say hurtful things to him, he might snap and hurt her.
Shut up! All you do is listen. I will not tolerate disrespect from you and
hanging all over Miguel in my place of business is just about as
disrespectful as it gets. Now I don't care what you do anywhere else, you
can...you can go ahead and get your jollies in the middle of Main Street if
you want to, but not in my club. Do you understand me?"
Brenda glares at him and doesn't say anything. She wasn't going to give him
the satisfaction again. When she doesn't answer he feels his anger starting
to grow even more.
"Nod your head! Do you understand!"
A very hurt Brenda looks back at Sonny.
"Go to hell. You don't have any control over me anymore. You threw me out,
remember? It didn't matter to you that I was on my knees begging you not to
leave me you just walked out anyway. And Sonny that was the moment that you
had no say anymore in what I do!"
Sonny stares at Brenda, his face is a mixture of hurt, anger and especially
frustration as Sonny puts his hands over his eyes.
""See you're not listening to me. I don't give a damn about what you do, or
who you do, just keep it out of my face, don't bring it into my club. Cause
if you do, don't say I didn't warn you."
Brenda's eyes widen.
"Is that a threat??"
Sonny continues to stare at her, his face at this point doesn't show too much
emotion.
"Oh whatever, you take it the way you wanna take it."
Brenda feels her anger starting to rise.
"I'm so over..."
Sonny's face begins to show emotion again and he grins a little. It is a hurt
sort of grin.
"Oh wait...wait...yeah I know. Let me ask you just one question Brenda, okay?
This thing with Miguel, were you just waiting for the chance to move in on
him all along?"
Brenda looks at him seriously.
"You know that's not true, Sonny."
Sonny is again not showing emotion on his handsome face.
"No. What I do know is it took you all of what? Five minutes to jump in bed
with him?"
Brenda begins getting really mad.
"No." Sonny begins to laugh at the fact that he has made her angry.
I'd say it took me about ten minutes Sonny, that would be five minutes after
you took off to Puerto Rico with Lily!"
Sonny starts to feel his calmness start to slip away again.
"Oh see I should have known you'd figure out a way to make this about Lily.
Anybody but you, right Brenda?"
Sonny is livid and begins to scream as he grabs her yet again.
"No, I'm not...I'm not finished with you."
Brenda glares at him, a mixture of anger, hurt and hate are present in her
eyes.
"Drop dead!"
Sonny is by now so livid that he can't see straight, or at least that's how
it seems.
"Don't walk away from me when I am talking to you!"
Brenda's fury begins to match his. Sonny is holding onto her arm very
tightly, and from Brenda's expression you can tell it hurts.
"Let go of my arm!"
Sonny starts to scream back at her.
"I am not letting go!"
Brenda attempts to jerk away from him again, but she fails.
"Let go of me!"
Suddenly, there are no words left to speak. They are looking at each other
with every single human emotion apparent on their faces, from hurt to anger,
to love and to hate, to desire and desperation. Sonny suddenly moves his
hands up to stroke Brenda's face. Brenda closes her eyes and shudders from
his touch. Sonny starts to stroke her hair roughly and Brenda moans. He
swiftly moves his arms to her waist and lifts her off the ground. Brenda
feels her back suddenly against the wall. Sonny is so close to her she can
hardly breathe. She looks deep into his eyes runs her finger down his
jawline. Her thumb is so close to his lips that she can help but stare at
them, the lips she so desperately wanted to kiss. Sonny moans as she gently
traces his mouth with the tips of her fingers. God he wanted her, he wanted
her more than he had ever wanted anybody in his life. Suddenly, he is
overcome by the emotion that he had to kiss her now, if he waited another
moment he would die. In an instant his mouth crashes on hers.
Brenda gasped when his mouth met hers but she quickly gave into the kiss. She
shivered as his tongue ran over her lips and she opened them to allow it to
enter. Her hands roamed over his shoulders and up his neck where her fingers
tangled in the ends of his hair. They continue to kiss passionately for a few
moments. Suddenly, Sonny pulls away.
"No we can't do this. We aren't meant to be. I can't forgive you for what
you've done. I'm sorry but I can't."
Brenda watches as he walks away. Tears stream down her face as she watches
him walk back into the club and out of her life.