Leaving it all Behind
Summary: I got this idea from a dream I had, okay so here goes. Sonny is on holiday with her 'family' then she finds out something and ends up living with Chad. How will she get through this? Well I know, but yeah! By the way, Sonny is English.
Chapter 1: The Secret
Okay, I have 3 on the go, do I care? No. I have had this idea for at least 3 weeks and it's bugging the hell outta me. I got it from a dream I had, unfortunately in my dream, there wasn't Sonny or CDC or Sterling, shame ~sniffles~ anyway, please R&R ;) Oh and I have never been to America, so if I don't explain LA quite right sorry, now READ! lol
Sonny's POV
"Fine!" She shouted at me.
"FINE!" I screamed back.
"GOOD!"
"GOOD!"
"So are we good?" She asked, I had tears rolling down my cheeks now.
"NO, I HATE YOU SO MUCH! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" I shrieked.
"Good, because you won't, now get out!" She told me, I walked out into the busy LA streets and heard the door slam behind me. Well that's a good end to a holiday, ugh, I hate my Mum so much, she's a bitch. Well hey, I don't care, right now I hate her with all my heart.
I was on holiday in Los Angles we had been here for three weeks and later on today we were leaving to go back to England. I was walking along the pavement the wind blowing my brown hair backward and also blowing the salty tears down the side of my face. The rain splashed my make-up so it was smudged, but did I care? No, I just kept walking, hoping that Mum, Dad or my Brother, Mark would come out and find me soon.
I sniffled some more and wiped the tears that stung my eyes from my cheeks. I sat down on a bench and looked at my surroundings. Big American cars and lorries went zooming past and I couple went in a puddle and soaked me through more than the rain already had. I was sitting there for goodness how long, I took out my phone to check the time. It flashed 7.32pm, then the bloody thing turned off. Great, oh bollocks, damn, crud I am such a bad mood right now. I have been out for at least 9 hours, and I'm lost and have no idea where I am, my feet hurt and I just want to get home. My phone's battery has died and I'm wet and cold. Ugh, could my life get any better? Probably not.
I got up from the bench and decided on wandering around, some more, asking if anyone would let me borrow a phone. I walked along the pavement more, and came to a professionally dressed business man.
"Hey, excuse me, do you have a phone I could borrow?"
He looked at me as if I were a piece of shit, and stepped onto the bus. When the bus left I called after it.
"Thanks, you know." I stuck my tongue out, and continued my mission to find a phone. When a normally dressed lady walked past, she avoided me, thanks again. I went on like this for at least an hour until I came across a long blonde hair dude with a bandana.
"Hello, do you have a phone I could borrow, mine has lost its charge and I need to contact my Mum?" I asked sweetly.
"Suuure." He dragged out, he handed me a battered up Nokia.
"Thanks." I nodded, punched in Mum's number and held it up to my ear.
"Hello, I'm sorry, but you do not have enough credit to dial this number. Goodbye." Came the automated voice. Once again, fantastic.
"You haven't any credit." I stated and handed his phone back.
"Oh, I know come on I'll drive you home." He grabbed my hand and started to pull me to a battered up pick-up truck. One thing I have learnt from my Mum is never get in a car with a stranger.
"No, get off me." I pulled my hand back and sprinted down the pavement again. I had more tears falling down my face now, and I really wanted to get home, I didn't have any money to use a payphone so I was stuffed, and no-one would let me borrow money, trust me, I have tried.
I continued walking until I reached another corner. Standing there with a mate with his back to me was a dirty blonde haired man. I'll give it one more shot. I went up to him and tapped him on the back. He turned around and looked straight into my eyes, he had the most gorgeous icy sea blue eyes. They stood out against the white like a red flower amongst yellow ones.
"He...Hello? Do you have a phone I could borrow, mine's lost its charge and I'm lost and I'm wet and cold and I just want to see my Mum and Dad." I said for the billionth time today.
"Sure, here you go." He handed me a iphone that had a green casing.
"Thanks. Erm, how long can I talk for?" I didn't want to waste his evening and have him waiting for me.
"As long as you want." He smiled at me.
"Thank you." I keyed in Mum number again and held it to my ear. After 4 rings she picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey Mum." I said into the receiver.
"Mum, I'm no Mum, who is this?" She asked again, what was she talking about.
"Mum it's me Sonny."
"Sonny, oh yes, the little bitch of whom we adopted when she was only 4 months old." She said, her voice was hard and cold.
"Mum, what do you mean, I'm your daughter, I'm not adopted." I said, fresh tears were now falling.
"No you're not, Jake and I adopted you after your real parents died in a car crash. You see, this has been our plan from the beginning. When you were 19 we would take you to America, and leave you there, and let you fend for yourself."
"B...But why?" I blubbered.
"Because you are a worthless slut."
"But Mum..." She cut me off.
"Don't call me Mum." I felt like a bullet was just shot thorough my heart, I loved her, she was my 'Mum' I have lived with her, and we had such a great relationship, now I hate her.
"Lucy, where are you?"
"We are currently halfway over the Atlantic on our way home, goodbye forever Sonny. Oh, and we have taken all you things with us, and don't you think about calling us, ever." She said and hung up on me. Fresh salty tears ran down my stinging cheeks.
"I HATE YOU!" I screamed into the dead handset. I got up off the floor and gave the phone back to the gentleman who lent me his phone. Who looked at me with a weird expression.
"Thanks." I sniffed.
"Erm, I'm sorry, but what has happened?" He asked.
"Well I just found out that the people who I have called Mum and Dad for the last 19 years aren't actually my parents and they have left me here in LA to fend for myself, and I have absolutely nothing, they have taken all my stuff with them, and I don't know." More tears started falling, I'm surprised I had any left.
"Well, I'm Chad." He pulled me in for a hug and I cried onto his shoulder.
"Sonny." I sniffled.
"Well Sonny, do you want to stay with me? Until you get things sorted out?"
I nodded. "Please." I didn't care if he was a stranger and wanted to rape me, I would rather die.
"Come on then, it's 9 o'clock." He put an arm around my shoulders and I felt sparks. Was this normal?
He walked me to a car park and we walked up to a black Corvette. I went to the driver's side and waited for him to unlock it.
"You driving?" He asked and pointed to the place where I was standing.
"No." I said. Then I realised, in America they drive on the right, so the wheel was on the left. "Sorry, I'm used to getting in this side in England." I scurried around to the passenger door, he opened it for me and I hopped in.
"Thanks." I said, he closed the door and went round to the driver's side. He got in and started the engine. I pulled on my seatbelt, it was really weird sitting this side and not driving.
"So you're from England?" He asked.
"Yeah. Surrey." I said.
"Right, cool." He took the hand brake off and put it in reverse. We drove backwards until we were out of the small space. He put it in first and we drove out of the car park.
"So, if you don't mind my asking, why were you over here in Los Angles?"
"I was on holiday, today was the last day, and I had a argument with my Mum, so I walked out, then my phone died and I have been asking people if I could borrow their phone, and now I'm here." I explained briefly.
"I'm sorry." He said, concern filling his velvet voice.
"It's not your fault." I assured him.
"So, what do you do for a living?"
"I was a sales assistant."
"Okay, so how old are you?"
"I'm nineteen, you?" I answered, my eyes on the road ahead, which was lit up from the headlights and street lamps.
"I'm twenty." He said.
"Right, so how far until we reach your home?"
"Not far, just up here." We turned right and went up a stone drive. About half way were a set of gates, blimey Chad must be well off, he's probably some sort of professional, at something. He typed in a code and the iron gates swung open.
We drove through and they closed, about 300 meters up a winding road, was a huge house. My jaw dropped as Chad stopped the car. We got out and I stared in awe at the house.
"Bastard, that flippin' huge."
Well, first chapter, you like? Hey that review button down there is kinda lonely, hint hint. If you have any idea for a title please tell me I can't think of one. Chad is a little OOC here, but he will change, trust me ;)
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