Hey! This is just a little one shot that somehow popped into my head last night, so I just HAD to write it down! Enjoy.
Sonny's POV
I'm Done
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
Immediately, we walked away from each other. It was officially getting on my nerves; our constant fighting. I am starting to question myself. Did I really like him? Did he really like me? If he did, I am sure he would have told me by now. After five whole months of knowing each other. Five. Whole. Months.
I ran to the prop house, and collapsed in tears on the couch. But why? Why can't I bring myself to the decision that I like him? Why am I just waiting for the right moment when really, I am waiting to be hurt, again? Why should I be crying over a snobby, conceited, selfish jerk like Chad Dylan Cooper?!
The last question imprinted on me, instantly. Its true. Why should I be mourning over someone like him?
Then, it hit me like a million shards of glass in my face. There's more to life than bickering, and yelling…constantly! All of those actions are really just another useless attempt of cowardliness towards how I feel about him the truth!
I, Sonny Monroe am done. I'm done with the yelling. I'm done with being afraid. I am done with the lies. Done.
So? How was it? It was just a little some-some that crawled into my head. I am pretty impressed with it. Review, Please! -Sonnygirl100 3