Hey Guys, sorry it took me so long to get round to writing this. Anyway this is my first Channy story so be kind, please 3 Thanks so much for reading and enjoy.
Diclaimer: I don't own Sonny with a Chance, Mackenzie Falls for My heart will go on. I'm too untalented for that.
The woman sat on the end of her bed, a packet of blond hair dye lying discarded on the floor. She was wearing a flannel dressing gown and her hair was pulled up into a towel. A pair of brown eyes shone out from a face that couldn't be more than eighteen and a solitary tear rolled down her cheek.
Celine Dion's 'My heart will go on' was blasting from a set of speakers in the corner of the room and a Mackenzie Falls Episode was on a muted loop on the small TV; upon the dresser, across from the bed. The room was pretty much empty; a reflection on the corridors of the girl's broken heart.
A timer went off somewhere in the room and the woman reached up and tugged the towel from her head. A cascade of blond curls fell about her shoulders, she picked one up and glancing at it sighed before letting it fall back into place.
Shrugging off her dressing gown, she turned off the TV and stereo and clambered into bed. An hour or so later, a cellphone burst the deafening silence in the room. The mooing woke the girl immediately and she reached for it glancing quickly at the name 'Chad' before chucking across the room.
"It's been two years! Why won't he just give up?" She groaned out loud before collapsing back in bed.
The door slowly creaked open and a small blond head peeked round it. A pair of dazzling blue eyes found the woman's brown ones and a small voice spoke,
"Momma, I had another bad dream. Can you read me a story?" The woman smiled lovingly at her, seeming for the first time that night, happy and got up, ushering her out the door.
"Of course sweetie. Let's go pick one." The door closed on the room and all was quiet in the vast, empty space.
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