Sonny's POV
When I woke up, I had no clue where I was. I saw my clothes in the corner, and instantly looked down to see myself wearing my bra and underwear...and some guy's arm.
I almost screamed, but I had to hold my breath as the person moved their body to meet my butt. The feeling felt wonderful, but I was too wrecked to enjoy it. I turned my head back a little, and that was when I did scream.
Chad instantly let go of me and sat up. "Why-what-where-who's there?!" He said, looking straight at the door. After a few seconds, he glanced around and saw me. "Oh hey Sonny." Then he brushed his hair back.
"Hey Sonny?!" I cleared my throat. "Oh hey Chad. Good morning to you, and can you freaking explain why you're in my bed?!"
"Well, don't you remember?" He leaned in towards me, paralyzing me again with his crystal blue eyes. "You. Me. Party."
A flash back of Nico wanting to apologizing me, Nico kissing me, and then Chad kissing me and unzipping my dress appeared in my mind. "Oh yeah...That still doesn't answer why you're in bed with me!" I grabbed a pillow and began to pound him with it.
"Okay! He-ey!" He scrambled out of the bed, revealing him in his boxers. "Watch the face! Watch the face, Sonny." He checked me out for a second and then ran out the door when I threw the pillow at him.
I sat there, flustered and mad at myself for letting him cuddle me. I remembered how his lips made me melt when it touched my body, how I felt his six-pack, and then how I stopped him from going any farther. My cheeks reddened at seeing him half-naked.
I slapped myself out of it and then rose from the bed. I winced as I saw that the dress I borrowed from Tawni had two huge rips on it, both rips in places where I wanted to cover myself. I cursed my luck and grabbed a fresh shirt from Chad's closet. It barely touched my knee, but that was better than nothing.
"-I barely got to second base with her." I heard Chad say as I went down the stairs.
"At least you got farther than me. She gave me two bruises when I tried to take off her jacket!" Nico said.
"You look sexy in my shirt." Chad greeted me.
I scoffed, "Well at least I rule them better than you do." I laughed as there was a look of hurt on his face. "I believe you two had your share of fun."
"Look, I'm sorry Sonny. I was drunk. I just want you as my friend." Nico stuck his hand out. After a few seconds, I gave in.
I glared at Chad, and he just whistled and looked away. "Yeah, I was drunk too."
"Right, then I'm guessing that you were acting when you looked like you wanted to kiss me so bad?" His eyes widened, but I cut him off when he opened his mouth. "Yeah, I saw that look, Chad. It was a look of lust. You can't fake lust."
Nico slapped his hands, "Man, she's good!" I gave him a look of disgust as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. He cleared his throat, "Sorry..." He let go while Chad just glared at me.
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I have much more important stuff to do than be here." I said, walking towards the door.
"Oh really?" He yelled.
"Really!"
"Fine then!"
"Fine."
"Good!"
"Oh we are so good!" I reached the door and slammed it behind me.
I heard a muffled "Listen, I'll call you later!" and then Nico saying, "Chad, give it up! She's too good for you!" I giggled. Nico deserved better. A real best friend. I looked off to the side, and thought about a possible candidate.
"I'm sorry Tawni but-" a pillow whacked me in the face. I spitted out some of the pillow fuzz, and then started to run towards a Tawni that was half out of a window. "Tawni! That's suicidal!" I yelled, grabbing her waist. "Oh my!" I said right after, when I saw the seven floors worth of air below me.
"Who cares?! My-precious-favorite-dress-is-RUINED!" She thrashed out at me.
"I'll repair it!"
She cried out, "It isn't the same!"
"I'll...I'll make another one!" She cried out even louder. "Fine! I'll buy you another one!"
She stopped hitting me, and was quiet for a second. She whispered, "Really?"
"Yes, now get back in or you'll fall!" She pushed me back making me land on the floor. She wiped the invisible dust off her shoulders and acted like nothing happened.
"I'll hold you onto that promise." She sat down on the chair where Marshall would usually sit. We were in the Floriding Company building, the place where I used to work as Marshall's assistant. "Besides, what did you do last night?"
"I...um..." I scratched my head, wincing at what to say. "Well...I went to a party..."
"And?" She leaned closer to me.
"I just...Well...you see, it's a really funny story!" I sat down in the chair in front of her, looking out the window.
"Oh really?" She walked out from behind the desk and circled around my chair. "Fine, let me ask you this. Who's party did you go to?"
"I...you know..."
"Sonny!"
"Chad Dylan Cooper's!" I said quickly, my voice squeaky.
"Ah ha! You slept with him, didn't you?" She went behind me and twirled the chair around so I was facing her eye to eye. "That's why..." her eyes began to widen as she realized what happened to her dress.
Before she could continue, my phone began to ring. "Listen Tawni, I gotta go. My phone's ringing! Yeah, I'll talk to you later!" I pushed her aside and ran out the door. Before she could follow me, I closed the door and took an elevator down to the lobby. I answered my phone once I was all alone in the room. "Hello?"
"I told you I'll call you." A familiar voice said.
My jaw dropped when I realized it was Chad. "Chad?! How did you get my phone number?"
"I have my ways."
"You looked me up, didn't you?" I asked, switching my phone to my other hand.
"Pssh, no. I have servants that do that."
I scoffed, "Exactly how old are you, Chad?"
"Nineteen. Why? Were you lying to me about your age and you are actually 17?"
I waved his stupid question away, "What is so important that you need your servants to find my number?"
"I need you to go out on a date with me."
"Aw, so Mr. Chad Dylan Cooper finally realized he has feelings for me?"
"It's not one of your fantasies date, Sonny. It's a business date."
"And why would I want to go on a business date with you?"
"Because you're my personal assistant. Don't you remember? You get $2,500 a week Sonny!"
I bit my lip. I really need the money, not for myself, but for the debts my father made. I cursed as I realized my father was waiting for me at home. "Fine then!"
"Great, I'll pick you up at your house. Wear something nice tonight!"
"Wait-" The phone beeped and I realized Chad hung up on me. Since when did he know where I lived, and what type of business date is this? I sighed, wondering about what to wear.
Leaving my purse in Marshall's office, I had to walk home, not wanting to encounter Tawni again. Once my trailer house came into the view, I noticed there were no lights. That's unusual. Or did the electricity got cut off? I began running inside, yelling out, "Mom! Dad!"
The door closed behind me with a loud slam. I heard a voice say, "Well well well, so our little Sonny decided to show her face again." I instantly knew my dad was right behind me. He turned on the lights and I found my mom tied up in a chair, naked, with duck tape on her mouth.
"Mom!" I screamed, tears forming in my eyes. I ran towards her, but my dad kicked me in the stomach, pushing me back to the wall. I heard a rib crack, and I groaned, almost senseless.
"Now watch what happens to bad girls who don't follow the rules." My dad said, revealing a knife that was hidden up in his sleeves.
My mom fidgeted and tried to move, but my dad just laughed at the attempt. "If you dare move, then you know this is only going to get more painful." My mom stopped in a heartbeat. My dad put his finger in the middle of her breasts, running it all the way down to her vagina. He stuck a finger in there, moving furiously. "I know you're pregnant, Clarice. You just had to go out and play with somebody else, didn't you?!"
I gasped in shock. My mom is pregnant?! That didn't make sense though! She could never leave the house, being guarded by my dad all the time. I had to go out and buy all their food. My mom always had to wear a condom, knowing that my dad would touch her every night, and since we were in debt, we couldn't afford for another baby. Unless...we ran out of condoms.
My dad made a big x on her stomach with his knife. Tears formed in my mom's eyes, falling to reach the blood forming on her stomach. "I'll first take the baby out, then I'll cut your breasts off, and stick this," my father held the knife, "in there." He pointed at her pussy. I felt every breath coming to me in ragged gasps now, and I knew I was about to collapse any moment soon.
All the years of training my self-defense with my mom was all useless now. She always knew this day would come, but she's barely 31! Right when my dad cut off a piece of skin from my mother's stomach, I leaped out and kicked the knife away. I heard somebody knock on the door, but it got cut off by my slamming into the wall 4 feet high. I saw the door open before everything went dark.
Thank you for all the reviews! I'm surprised nobody hates my story. You see, I really hate this chapter. It's unbelievable and there are too many questions that aren't answered. Have patience though! All, or some, of your questions will be answered in future chapters. Not now. I'm grieving over how this story is horrible. Please review! I would love to hear your thoughts, suspicions, and constructive criticisms.
