A/N: This is totally A/R. Both sets of parents are completely normal and ClauSon has been dating for about two years.

What Hurts the Most

The tears were streaming down her face faster than they ever had before. Her mother sat sadly on the teenagers bed while the girl's father stood, leaning against the back wall, the one closest to the door and farthest away from his now grieving daughter. The young girl opened one of her drawers, where he had kept some of his things; she threw them all over the place.

"Claudia, don't do this to yourself." Her mother warned, in a whisper.

The girl finally looked up into the mirror and saw her father standing there. Her face was contorted with the anger only she could portray. She was so angry and so filled with sadness that the anger had to be taken out on someone. She charged at her father, making him hit the wall.

"You did this! You made him leave."

She pounded her fists into his chest, harder and harder; faster and faster. Her father wrapped her arms around the young girl, trying so desperately to just get his daughter to break down. Her sobs were becoming louder and closer together, but she kept trying to punch him. She wanted everything to just disappear.

"I hate you! Say it! Say it! You hated him! Admit you hated him!" She screamed.

She started to collapse into her father's arms, wanting comfort from Sonny, but she had to settle.

"You……made…..him…leave." Her sobs broke apart her words.

Both the girl and the father sat on the ground. Anthony tried to keep his composure for his little girl, but he too felt the tears wet his eyes. Domenica started to cry along with her daughter, for all the pain her daughter felt and would be subjected to for the rest of her life.


She sat in her bed that night, her parents had finally left her side to go to their own bed. The tears were streaming down her face and she couldn't control it. The rain was beating on the roof, just like it had the night Sonny had died. She wondered if their would ever be another sunny day now that he was gone. How could there be? There wasn't an instant in time that night where she couldn't picture him climbing in her room from her window like he had done so many other times. Those nights he would just hold her close to his body. She would fall asleep a tangled mess, in his arms.

It was going to storm that night, so they ran through the field and went to a little tree house that was built in the middle of it. They sat there and felt the rain hit their skin. They both leaned in halfway and kissed each other gently. When the storm stopped, they ran to his beat up car and laid on the hood looking for the rainbow…..

Her mother walked into her room breaking her free of her thoughts. She gave her sixteen year old a sympathetic look.

"Claudia, get to bed, please."

Claudia nodded, even though it wasn't going to happen. She barely had blinked in the last two days, because every time she did, she saw Sonny. Domenica walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Claudia went back to another memory.

They sat in his car, his arm wrapped around her. She looked like she was in deep thought, but also he thought she looked upset.

"What's wrong? Is it your dad?"

"No, not him."

She shifted herself, and leaned into him a bit. Her eyes never left his and vice versa.

"Do you ever think of the future?" He nodded. "What do you see?"

"What do you see?" He asked jokingly.

"Sonny, I'm serious." Their eyes locked.

He looked toward the horizon in deep thought.

"You. I see you."

She smiled at him and then kissed him, with more force. Then she giggled and smiled at him and ran from the car, going toward her house.

"What do you see?!" He screamed seeing if she would answer.


All eyes wandered to the door as she walked in and took her seat in her first class. Next to her was the empty seat that Sonny's body would've filled. She could feel the tears but she willed them back, no way could she cry at school. One of her friends that sat behind her, rubbed her back to try and calm her.

She was upset, her and father had just had another argument. He hugged her, tightly. That's all it took for her; to make her feel better, that's all he had to do. Just hold her close to him.

She couldn't do it, she felt him there. She took one more good hard look at his seat before getting up and running out of the class. Going to her car and driving home. Her foot pressed the gas pedal all the way down to the floor. She couldn't do this.


Her tears were mixing with the contents of her stomach as she hunched over the toilet bowl. Her mother was outside of the door crying as well. Claudia's memories were overflowing her. They were taking her and destroying her. All she could think about was when she saw him last. Right before the accident, where he flipped his car too many times to live to tell the tale.

The knock came on the door about fifteen minutes after he had left, maybe he had forgot to kiss her goodbye. That's what she figured at least when she opened the door. But it wasn't Sonny, it was a cop. He had a serious, but saddened look on his young face. He looked a lot like her boyfriend actually.

"Are you Claudia Zacchara?" The cop asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Sonny's parents sent me here. They thought you should know-"

"Know what?!"

"Sonny flipped his car driving home tonight and dies immediately. I'm sorry for your loss."

She ran from the bathroom and out the door of her house. She ran down the street and practically collapsed before getting to her destination.

"There it is!" She exclaimed

"It's almost as beautiful as you."

"I love you, Sonny."

"I love you too."

She fell to her hands and knees as she hit her destination. The side of the road where he had died. A white, wooden cross stood there. More tears flooded through her eyes.

"I saw you." She nodded to herself. "I saw you."

She laid right next to cross and sobbed.


Should I continue or leave it as a one-shot? Give me your thoughts by pressing the review button ;)