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~ Chapter One ~

Sonny looked around as the party started around her, biting down on her lower lip as she watched her best friends dancing in the middle of it all, drinks already in their hands. She frowned as she looked for Chad in the crowd, he was the one who had forced her to come here in the first place.

She sighed as she scanned for him in the crowd, he had disappeared from her side for the first time since they had got there ten minutes ago, saying something about getting them drinks and she hadn't seen him since.

She bit down on her lower lip, staying where she was because she didn't really know anyone else other than her cast members and some of the McKenzie Falls cast that she had never really spoken to.

"Hey beautiful." She turned to look at the tall, muscular boy standing next to her, smiling a little at him before turning back and trying to make it as obvious as she could that she waiting for someone. She heaved a deep sigh of relief when she finally saw him, grinning and waving at her.

She wrinkled her nose a little when the boy leaned a little closer to her and brushed some hair out of her face, she could smell the alcohol on him, making her feel slightly sick.

"Is that your boyfriend?" He whispered seductively in her ear, Sonny bit down on her lip for a moment, wondering what to say – was Chad her boyfriend? Neither of them knew what they were.

"Uh.."

"You're way too gorgeous for him babe." He grinned at her but Sonny just rolled her eyes and turned to face the other way, wishing Chad would just make his way through the crowd faster.

"Why are you being so cold sexy?" She shuddered a little when she felt his alcohol filled breath on her neck, pulling her hand away when he grabbed it, tears threatening to fall down her now pale face.

"Don't even think about screaming." He muttered as he grabbed her hand again, she looked at him for a moment, shaking her head before she felt something sharp prod into her lower back. She closed her eyes, refusing to let any tears fall as she tried to think of the best way out of this whole mess.

Her whole body shook as he quickly walked off, leading her to an upstairs bedroom, she could only wish that someone would be able to see the knife she knew he held in his hands.

"What do you want?" She whispered as he dug the knife deeper into her skin, she could feel gentle drops of blood falling a little down her back as he did. She winced a little but didn't cry, she was strong, she had to show him how strong she was.

He laughed loudly and then shook his head,

"I want you." He bit down on her shoulder – hard as Sonny looked away from him, her whole body shaking in fear when she came to the realization of what was going to happen to her.

"No.. please." She whimpered, biting down on her lip as tears finally fell down her face, she shook her head at the large boy who was now standing in front of her as he carried on walking closer and closer towards her until she fell on the bed behind her.

She looked around the room he had forced her into only five minutes ago, more and more tears carving their way down her skin as she realized what was going to happen, what he was going to do.

As she fell down she could hear him laughing loudly, biting down on her lip to stop the scream she could feel bubbling up in her throat as she wiped away the tears that were leaving a shiny track on her face, the moonlight from the window almost making them look silver.

"Please, my boyfriend will come looking for me. He will kill you, just leave me alone while you can, I won't tell anyone." She knew that Chad wasn't her boyfriend but she also knew that he would protect her, she looked at the door willing for it to open, willing for her to be right.

She closed her eyes briefly and looked away, screaming in pain when she felt a sudden burning sensation on her arm. She looked at him quickly and then down at her arm, trying to discover what the source of the pain was. Her eyes wandered to the cigarette that was now laying on the floor, shaking her head in shock as he smiled down at her and started to play with her hair.

She pulled away and closed her eyes, mentally preparing herself, she pictured the bedroom door and how long it would take to get there. She had a plan – she could find Chad and he would kill him and then she would be okay.

She smiled a little when she heard the light clang as he put the knife down next to them, and she knew she had to make her move now before it was too late.

Then he lay on top of her, she could smell the mixture of smoke and alcohol on his breath and she yelled in pain when he grabbed both of her wrists to pin her down. She looked at the door and shook her head, tears falling down her cheeks when she knew she was helpless now, she was stuck.

She closed her eyes tightly, praying softly to a God she had never fully believed in, had never wanted to believe in since her grandfather's death when she was five. She prayed that someone would find her, she prayed that he would suddenly sober up and realize this wasn't right and she prayed that this wasn't happening.

She tried to kick him before he could do anything but she could hardly move under his weight, she watched him slide her skirt down her legs and she couldn't help but blame herself for wearing that tonight – she had been trying to impress Chad.

She looked at the greed in his piercing green eyes that contrasted with Chad's soft, blue eyes. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to watch anything else. She promised herself that no matter what happened she wasn't going to open them, she froze in fear all of a sudden then when she felt his hands all over her naked body.

She didn't scream from the pain, she didn't open her eyes when he slapped her across the face, she just let the tears fall quickly from her shut lids and turned her head to the side. It will be over soon, she kept telling herself.

And then it was over.

She opened her eyes finally when the door closed behind him, looking around the room. She sat there for a few minutes, almost afraid that he was going to come back for more. She didn't look away from the door, silently praying that it was in fact over and he wouldn't come back.

It take one hour of laying there and waiting for him until she realized that he was gone, she bit down on her lip and quickly covered herself up, finding that she could finally move. She slowly got dressed, ignoring the pain that shot through her shaking body as she crept over to the door, looking around just to be sure that he wasn't waiting for her.

When all was clear she ran out of there as fast as she could, running away from the party, she could still hear everyone laughing and shouting – they were all happy. It was too hard.

She walked out to the main road, stumbling down every now and again, trying to find her way back home before anything else could happen to her.

A/N: Oh, how fantastically depressing, aren't you all proud of me?

Predictable really.

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