Nobody's Home

by Bluegarnet

Sonny has a terrible secret that she can't tell,or she will be doomed. But when a very unexpected person finds it out, will he be able to save her? Can they both make it out alive? Someone's gotta die, and that one someone might be very special to Sonny.

1. Chapter 1

A/N: I know a lot of people have written about this, but I thought I might try my shot at it, so here goes. Rated T for language and abuse. This is based on the song by Avril Lavigne "Nobody's Home"

SPOV

I drove to the studio, crying. My step – father abused me every night while my mother was at work. She didn't know. She didn't know that I have bruises and that he is cruel. I tried to cover up my bruises best I could, not to worry her. No one knew. If I told, my step – father would kill me and my mother.

I wiped my tears and stepped out of my car. I gathered my belongings and walked toward the studio.

"Hey, Munroe." A familiar voice said.

"Not now Chad." I said, too upset about what had happened last night. Last night had been the worst beating of all. He had come home drunk and whipped me till I passed out.

"Whoa, no 'Hello' or 'How are you'?" Chad teased.

"Chad, not everyone has a perfect life like you." I spat and ran to my dressing room that I shared with Tawni.

"Hey, Sonny. We're doing a supermodel sketch. You're dress is on your vanity chair." Tawni said. I stared at the spaghetti strap dress with no back. I couldn't wear that dress. It would show all the bruises and cuts from my step - father's beatings.

"I –I can't w-wear that!" I shrieked and pointed to it.

"Why not?" Tawni inquired, turning around to face me.

"Um, I- I don't want to. I would rather wear something like a sweater or coat." I stammered.

Tawni gave me a funny look. "Okay…"

I set my things down and decided to go get a Fro – Yo. I walked toward the cafeteria and bumped into the last person I wanted to see.

"Sonny, what did you mean earlier?" Chad asked, this time a serious look on his face.

"Um, nothing. Just forget I said it." I said quickly and tried to escape, but he caught me by the arm. I screeched because he pressed me on a bruise and it hurt like hell.

"Sonny, are you okay?" He rolled up my sleeve and it exposed my arm full of bruises, cuts, marks, and scabs. He stared at my arm and then at me. Chad pulled me by the wrist into his dressing room and sat me down on his plush couch. Then, he sat across from me in a blue recliner.

"Spill." He said.

A/N: Okay, I know its short, but I'll try to make it longer. Pretty please review!