IMPORTANT NOTICE! THIS IS FLOWERBUD HERE! I WROTE SONNY MURNOE'S NEW BFF AND HECK'S KITCHEN! I CHNAGED MY PENNAME TO LOVETHECITYGIRL!
Title: Tables Turned
Summary: Everyone makes a one-shot about a Munroe family member dying. What if the tables turned onto the Cooper family?
A/N: A one-shot I just thought of out of the blue! Hope you like it! REVIEW!
Sonny's POV:
I walked out of the So Random studio and out to the parking lot. I had on a small blanket because it was really cold out. I heard the swaying of trees in the darkness. I was the last one out of the studios, or so I thought. I looked around and saw Chad sitting against the wall in a small space between two studios.
"Chad?" I ran over to him he looked the other way.
"Go away," he said unstable.
"Chad, are you okay," I said scared. He looked at me and his face was deep red and tears were running down his cheeks. His breathing was shaky and he looked like a mess. I sat down next to him. "What happened?" He didn't answer me. I put my arm around his shoulders and he sobbed silently. We sat there for a little bit and I put my blanket around Chad's shoulders.
"Please tell me," I begged.
He sucked in a breath, "I-I was sh-shooting an ep-episode and wh-when we were f-finished, I-I ch-checked my cell phone. I listened to m-my messages and I-I got a message from my p-parents," he breathed in unstable. He shook his head.
I rubbed his shoulders, "Chad?" My voice had gone up an octave; it scared me to see him like this. He looked straight ahead and tears rolled down fast down her cheeks.
"M-my grandfather," he choked in a breath, "d-died," he started sobbing again.
"Chad I'm sorry."
"No," he shook his head, "no," he stood up and stared pulling at his hair. "No, this is just one bad nightmare! Wake me up!" he yelled, not very loud. I felt the tears roll down my cheeks; he was scaring me with the whole freaking out thing.
"Chad," I got up, "Chad calm down please," I hugged him tightly. He started sobbing into my shoulder. "Come with me," I took his head and led him into the studio, leaving the blanket.
We came into the prop house and I sat him on the couch. He started shivering, "Sonny what's wrong?" He stared at me. The tears were still flowing down my cheeks.
"Stop it! Stop acting this way go back to normal," a weird sound escaped my mouth and it bothered me.
"I'm s-sorry," I sat down next to him, "I-I'm just scared."
"It's okay, I'm here."
A/N: What do you think?
