Hey people! XD If you are one of my Fear of the Dark readers, I will be updating soon! :O Shocking? Well, I got the movie for Christmas. The reason I couldn't work on it without the movie is because I couldn't remember anything that happened it the movie… Anyways this story is one that I've been trying to perfect in my head for months! I still haven't but I wanted to type it… XD This takes place after season two. Basically, Chad was starring on So Random! while Sonny was off shooting a movie and now she's back. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own SWAC/SR, any of its characters, or the songs used in it.
P.S. IF you're one of the people that like to listen to the music in the story, the song that Chad is singing in the beginning, Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This), I'm referring to the one sung by Marilyn Manson.
Chapter 1: A Normal Night
CPOV (Chad)
I was sitting in my room, my guitar resting on my lap. It was about half past seven. Usually my dad is home by now. The thought didn't seem to trouble me much, however. He was probably still out at some bar, like usual. I couldn't fight back the urge of hope that he got drunk and died in a car accident. I feel terrible for thinking that way, yes, but he doesn't have to be as cruel as he is.
I began to strum a melody, gentle at first. It was the first song I learned how to play. The first song that I heard. It was a song my dad sung to me often when I was little. I sung in a low voice to try and match the artist as I played it inside my head.
"Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who had a mind to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you"
As I strummed the last bit of the song, I heard car tires screech on the pavement outside. Not long after, I heard a car door slam. I heard a deep, dark, buzzed voice shout my name in rage once I heard the front door slam shut.
"Chad!"
I hurriedly slipped my aqua, electric blue guitar away in its case. I now was sitting on my knees as I slid the case across the wooden floor under my bed. Just in time too, for my dad had entered the room.
"Hi, Daddy," I spoke, my voice small, trying to sound sweet, innocent, and just like that adorable little kid everyone goes crazy about.
"Oh, don't you 'hi, Daddy' me! You know I don't really love you! You're just a piece of crap!" he yelled whistle trying to hit me in my neck.
In my attempt to block I fell, landing propped up on my elbow. He yanked me up by my shirt and pounded me into a wall, the impact causing me to gasp for air. I watched as his the corners up his lips curved up in a twisted smirk that I've grown to hate. We were face to face, our noses almost touching. I looked into his gray eyes to find the same cloud film in them I did mostly every night.
I couldn't help but think of going to my mom's tomorrow. Fate didn't give me much better luck there, yes, but at least it wasn't someone from my own family. It would only be my step-dad, not my dad and step-mom both. My mom would never hit me. Come to think of it, she won't show any concern for me either. The only times she talks to me are when she's yelling or lecturing me.
I took a blow to my stomach, trying not to throw up the dinner I snuck before Dad got home. If he found out he'd make me lie on the floor with nothing but my boxers and sock and beat me with a belt for hours. No joke. Not exaggerating either… Okay, maybe a little…
He whacked me in the throat, then again in my ear hard enough to make me stumble. In my stumbling, he removed his grip from my shirt and I fell to the floor, a thud sounding as my ear rang from his fist. I became angry with myself for falling as my dad started to tease me about my weight.
"Sounds like Chaddy boy needs to lose some weight. How 'bout you stop stealing my food!" My eyes widen as I realized he probably knew I ate dinner. "Yep, that's right. Your 'Dad Dylan Cooper' here knows all about you taking my food for your own selfish purposes to make yourself a meal! Clothes, floor, now!"
I stood up and tried not to panic as I stripped down to my boxers and socks and lied back on the floor, this time flat on my back. He pulled a leather belt from one of my drawers in the time I was taking off my shirt and jeans. I squinted my eyes shut as he snapped me with the belt, repeatedly.
With each snap of leather, my body ached more. I knew there would be red marks for sure. I stiffened my feeble muscles to try and help ease the sting. After several agonizing minutes of belt beating pain, Dad stopped.
He yanked me up into a sitting position by my hair only to knock me back down by punching me in the nose. I was sure I heard it crack as a thick, red liquid dripped from it. As I fell my head bounced off the wooden floor. Dad stood back up and began kicking me in my neck, in my ribs- most everywhere. With one final blow to my head, the darkness fell in around me and gulped me up in one. I guess it was just a normal night, right?
So, how was it? Good? Bad? Excellent? Terrible? I wanna hear from you! Please tell me in a review what you thought, if you have any ideas, or simply if you want me to continue. Channy will be coming soon in future chapters yet to come! That is, if you peps would like me to continue… Please review! Peace out suckars! XD
