Family Portraits Chapter 2
Port Charles NY, Harberview Towers-
After sitting in silence on the couch for what felt like hours, Maxie reached out her well manicured hand to gently push back a strain of Spinelli’s messy brown hair from his bloodshot and tearstained eyes.
He gave her a saddened look and sucked in a deep breath.
“The Jackal hates having fair Maximista see him this way.”
Maxie hated when he talked like this.
Readjusting herself on the couch cushions she gently moved her hand to his chin and tilted his head so their eyes were now in a locked possession.
“You’re only human Spinelli. Anyway who are they and what do they have on you.”
He bit his lip knowing that the truth would come to her ears sooner then later and that it was better to hear it from him now then the news later.
“Well Maximista you see, twenty two years ago in a small sea side town in France the Jackal came into this world....”
She looked at him with intent in her blue orbs wondering what mystery of his family’s past she was about to finally get some knowledge on.
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Port Charles NY, Cosmopolitan Hotel-
Across town while Spinelli was telling Maxie the story of how he came to be in existence a young man was sitting at the hotel bar throwing back a drink and looking at the file in his hand.
This man was Chuck Bass, and he was wise beyond his short eighteen year existence and knew that the secret of Damian’s true identity was an element that was killing his father’s relationship with Lilly Van Der Woodesen and if it hadn’t been for his fathers sudden death on the way to confronting her well a whole can of warms could of erupted on the Upper East Side.
“Care for another,” the bartender asked as a devilish grin crossed the young mans face.
“Certainly,” Chuck replied in his smooth seductive drawl.”
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Harberview Towers-
Maxie looked at Spinelli as he finished telling the story to her.
“So you’re telling me the federal government knew all along where your birth parents were.”
“Apparently.”
Maxie simply smiled as to break the mood a bit.
“So your mom is a Manhattan socialite and your father is a former rockstar..you know I think that explains so much.”
Spinelli glared at her not knowing weather that was meant as a complement or as an insult.
“What do you mean by this?”
She simply grinned not knowing how to respond to this. Personally she thought that his gentlemanly demeanor or his laid back fashion sense was an attribute of these familiar roots however how could one pick up on such traits had they had no knowledge of their roots to begin with.
About to open her mouth to answer the question she was saved by the bell as Spinelli’s cell rang.
“Hello, you’ve reached the Jackal....”
The took a breath wondering if introduction by moniker was a good choice.
“I-I mean Damian Spinelli, how may I help you.”
From the other end of the line Chuck sat at the bar of the cosmopolitan a curious look on his face as he wondered if there really was a threat by someone who referred to himself as the Jackal.
“Mr. Spinelli,” he finally spoke, “I’m Chuck Bass and I wanted to talk to you about your family.”
A chill ran through Spinelli’s spine as he pulled the receiver from his face.
“Who is it Spinelli.”
He didn’t answer his companion’s question as his brain was wracked around who this Chuck was and how he could possibly know his family. Was he one or Rainer’s minions, a fed wanting to use him once again as a pawn to get to Stone Cold...and to bring his family into this too...
“M-My Family,” he chocked out into the receiver.
“Yours, Mine, Ours...anyway meet me at the Cosmopolitan tomorrow so we can have a little chat.”
...Silence....
The sound of a dial tone rang in the young hackers ears now as his blonde companion turned to him.
“Who was it,” she sweetly asked him.
“Some guy named Chuck wishing to talk to the Jackal about his familial units tomorrow at the Cosmopolitan.”
“You’re not going to go right...”
“I think I have to Maxim-“
“But what if he’s another fed...”
“Whatever happens, tomorrow I’m going.”
“Well then I’m going with you.”
Throwing her arms around him she looked into his eyes thinking of all they had been through.
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Word on the street Upper East Siders is that C called a meeting with the mystery Van Der Woodsen/ Humphrey love child. Will the meeting be a success or will it be a train wreck waiting to happen. Well I’ll see what my sources tell me...
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