I do not own Sonny With A Chance...darn:(
Sonny POV
7 years later…
I was speeding down the interstate, trying to get home; my mind was in utter chaos. Chad was getting out of jail today, after a five year sentence.
Yes, he was in jail. I put him in there about maybe a year after we got married, after he almost beat me to death.
Flashback
"SONNY!" I dimly heard Tawni scream. I'm not surprised she screamed, I probably look awful, and it's all Chad's fault. He beat me again, so much for promises.
"Sonny, can you hear me?" She asked me urgently, I looked up at her slowly; she gasped.
Helping me up, she led me to a mirror. I was in shock by what I saw.
I had a black eye, a split lip, and a small gash on my forehead from where he slammed my head into the wall. Everything hurt, especially my stomach, he punched me there a few times.
"Sonny, what happened?" she asked me.
"Well, Chad-" I started to say till she cut me off.
"CHAD DID THIS?" she asked me angrily. I just nodded. "He was drunk."
She pulled out her phone, I panicked. "Tawni, what are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm calling the cops!"
I relaxed. I thought she was going to call Chad. "Okay." I sighed "Tawni, I want a divorce."
She smiled at me sadly. "I know, Sonny, I'll help you."
End flashback
My stomach was turning in nervousness. I, Sonny Monroe, was starting to get scared. I divorced myself from Chad as soon as I could after that day, he didn't like it so much that I did that, in fact he was furious.
I learned how to handle and fire a gun three years ago, and I got my own gun two months ago, to be prepared for today. Because I know he's going to do something. How do I know this? Well I still remember his last words to me before they took him.
Flashback
The judge slammed the gavel down; a short silence filled the courtroom, then sighs of relief went through my friends, along with me.
The bailiff went towards Chad, but Chad apparently had another idea. He headed straight for me and gripped my arm, making me wince in pain.
"You're going to regret this decision Sonny, five years isn't forever." He told me with an icy stare.
Pure terror seized my thoughts, and they must have been obvious on my face because he smiled at me wickedly before they slapped cuffs on him and dragged him away.
End flashback
Pulling off on my exit, I glanced behind me at the road; tempted to just stay on the interstate and keep driving, but I needed to go home and I knew it.
I jumped slightly when I heard my cell phone go off; I hit the green button and put the phone to my ear. "Hello?"
"Hey, Sonny." It was Tawni.
"Hey. What do ya need?" I asked trying not to sound upset.
"I was calling to see if you were okay. Since today is when Chad gets out." She said hesitantly.
"Tawni, I'm fine. But I can't really talk right now; I'll call you later, okay?"
"Well, alright. I'm prayin for ya girl. Bye." She said to me. I wasn't going to tell her how I'm really feeling.
I hung up the phone and tossed it to the passenger seat.
Driving as fast as I could through my neighborhood, I pulled up to my house. Getting out of my truck I ran to the door and unlocked it.
I went into my office and opened up the bottom drawer of my desk and grabbed the gun I kept hidden there.
Taking it with me, I went into the kitchen and got a glass of water to soothe my aching throat. While taking a long sip of it, I heard someone pull up the driveway.
I loaded the gun and got it ready; then put it behind me in the waistband of my jeans.
I quietly headed into the living room and stood at the wall, keeping myself hidden from the doorway. I quickly took the hair tie off my wrist and put my hair up in a ponytail so it wouldn't get in my face.
When they opened the door I glanced around the corner; my breath stopped short when I saw him standing in the doorway, I knew he would come, but I was half hoping he wouldn't.
"Come on out, Sonny, I know you're here." He called out.
I silently tip toed back into the kitchen, but stupid me didn't check to see if he had moved before I did.
He was standing in the kitchen already; he looked up at me when I came in. I forgot about everything else when he started walking towards me, I was frozen. God help me!
"Hey Sonny." He said to me dangerously.
I replied back half heartedly "Hey."
He wrapped his arms around me tightly, much too tight, it felt like I couldn't breathe. "Did you miss me?"
I spit in his face instead of talking back. He squeezed me tighter.
I gave him a fierce look, then knead him where the sun don't shine.
He let me go immediately cursing. I pulled the gun from behind me; he knocked it out of my hand and slapped me hard, causing me to fall.
He came down on top of me trying to grab my throat; I started thrashing my arms to keep him away from me, screaming profanities at him all the while.
I wriggled underneath him, trying to get away and get my gun back, but he put his knee on top of my chest to keep me from getting away. I tried pushing him off, but he grabbed my wrists and roughly pushed them to the floor holding me still. I glared at him as I gasped for air.
"I told you that you were going to regret that decision Sonny." He told me with a smirk, I could see anger in his eyes; and I knew he could see hatred in mine.
He moved and held both my wrists with one hand, then pulled a knife from his back pocket. My eyes widened in panic. Crap!
I moved around as hard as I could trying to get away from him and the knife. I got my right hand free for a second and punched Chad full in the jaw. He cried out; I think I may have broken his jaw.
He let go of my other hand; I pushed against his chest, he let up a small amount, allowing me to get out from under him.
I crawled about half way to my gun before he grabbed my ankle and started yanking me back to him. I kicked at him and tried crawling more; my hand was less than a foot away from the gun. Come on! Please!
I glanced over my shoulder at him, he was starting to stand up and come at me. I reached for the gun again; I could just touch it.
I got a hold of it right as he came on top of me with the knife; he turned me back around to face him. He lifted the knife above his head.
I screamed while squeezing my eyes shut tightly and pulled the trigger. His full weight fell on top of me; I heard him shudder his last breath before he went dead weight.
It's over, it's finally over. No more worrying about Chad; he was gone forever. I smiled a little at that.
As my adrenaline rush began to fade, I felt a sharp pain. I looked down, my eyes went wide; his knife had gone into my stomach when he fell. My mind started getting fuzzy, probably from the blood loss.
Where's my phone? Oh wait, I know exactly where it is, it's in the passenger seat of my truck. So now I can't move, and I can't call for help.
Suddenly there was a frantic pounding at the door. "Sonny!" I heard Tawni screaming.
"Tawni, help me!" I yelled as loud as I could, though it probably wasn't very loud.
I heard her open the door; she came into the kitchen and screamed.
"Oh my gosh! Sonny, can you hear me?" she started crying "I'm gonna call for help, just hang in there!"
That was the last thing I heard as I slipped into unconsciousness.
