The sky was pitch black, with pretty sparkling stars, when I finally set out for my night walk.
I'd slipped out of bed in my bright yellow Pyjamas and pulled on my sky blue dressing gown to keep me warm, as well as my light pink fluffy bunny slippers.
And then, somehow, after the bus ride, I ended up in the furthest area of the Studios. I hadn't even known it existed, before that night.
It was the prettiest place imaginable-The stream, surrounded by moss, flowers and trees, and the natural looking grass. The stream was clear, so i could see the flat, stone bottom. There was a wooden park bench sitting just a few feet in front of it. So like any sleep deprived So Random! Comedy actress, I sat on the bench and watched the water. That was when I noticed the fish. Goldfish, to be exact. I was absolutely fascinated. They were small, which was why I hadn't seen them earlier.
I swung my legs. It was just a habit, I suppose. I'd done it since I was seven. When i had nothing to do, or I was excited, I swung my legs.
"You do realize that you're on Mackenzie Falls property..."
I jumped in the seat. Of course. A place this pretty just had to belong to Chad, really. It seemed like he didn't want anyone else in the world to be happy. I shot a glare over my shoulder, where he was standing a few feet behind me.
"I don't really care, Chad." I told him.
"Then it's lucky for you that I don't mind you being here, otherwise I'd probably sue you, not for money of course, after all...I'm Chad Dylan Cooper. What are you doing up this late anyway, Munroe?" he asked, looking genuinely curious.
"None of your business."
I loved the way his nostrils flared in anger when I said that.
"Well then I s'pose you won't mind getting off my property."
I rolled my eyes. "I just wanted to get out of the house, okay?" I sighed.
"Hmm..." He sat next to me. "And why would that be?"
"Since when are you so nosy?!" I frowned.
"Since you became snappy, Sonny." He smirked.
I took a deep breath. "I...My mom's got a new boyfriend."
He studied me for a moment. "You don't like him."
I bit my lip. It's not like anyone else would listen to me go on about it, so maybe...hopefully...Chad would listen. The best part? He wouldn't care enough to say anything to anyone else.
"No. He comes home really early in the morning after cheating on Mom, and he fights with her all the time, and he knows I hate him and he seems to...like it?...and Mom had this bruise, the other day...She said she tripped, but how do you get a bruise on your cheek-A massive one- from tripping over in a carpeted house?!"
Chad was watching me with what seemed to be disinterest, I mean, he wasn't even looking at me.
"Sonny," He said slowly. "I'm going to ask you a question, and you're going to answer it truthfully."
I frowned. Okay, so maybe he was interested after all. I suddenly really wanted to know what he was going to ask.
"Alright." I said, quirking an eyebrow.
"Has he ever hurt you?"
My eyes widened, and i shook my head. "Not physically."
He looked relieved for a fraction of a second, before he stood up.
"I'll take you home."
"Chad, It's past midnight, and I can just take a bus-"
"They stopped running fifteen minutes ago."
I stopped. Oh, crap. "Why are you offering, anyway?" I asked, tightening my dressing gown. It was really cold.
"Because Chad Dylan Cooper has to show off his new ride to somebody," he said, smirking. It was like we'd never even had that complicated conversation two seconds ago.
"Do you really want to torture me that badly?" I asked, glad that things were already back to normal.
"Torture you? You should be honoured that I'd even let you look at my car, let alone sit in it."
"Like I'd even want to sit in it anyway!"
"Good. 'Cause you're not!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"I changed my mind, hurry up before I change it again."
I couldn't help the small smile that flew to my lips as Chad and I ran to his car, which was parked around the front of the studio.
Once in his car, I stayed silent, a wave of exhaustion washing over me.
He seemed to realize this, and stayed quiet while i shut my eyes for a little while.
He shook me awake outside Mom's apartment. He had to help me up the stairs because i was still half asleep. He shoved something into my hand once he left me at the door.
"What's..." I yawned. "What's this?"
"It's the number for the phone that I actually answer," He shrugged. "Just in case."
I gave him a sleepy smile, and he gave me a meaningful look. By meaningful, it meant 'Call me or else'.
I stumbled into the house, shutting the door behind me softly and walking to my room, my eyes shut because I already knew the way off by heart. I dropped onto my bed when the light turned on.
I groaned groggily.
"Turn off, Light." I ordered it sleepily.
"Would you like to explain this?"
I sat up and opened my eyes halfway.
Oh no...
Jarred was holding my packed duffel bag.
"Where exactly were you headed, with this?"
"What exactly were you doing in my room?" I shot back, still pretty tired.
"It doesn't matter, what I was doing in here, Allison!"
"Shh, You'll wake Mom." I muttered.
"She sleeps like the dead." Jarred ground out.
"And in a minute, if you keep me up any longer, you'll be dead." I grumbled sarcastically.
He slammed his fist down on my desk. I shot up, my back straight.
"I wouldn't talk to me, like that Allison." He said, so calm that it sent shivers down my spine.
"Sorry." I whispered.
"Excuse me?"
"S-Sorry, Jarred."
He stomped forward and hefted me up. "You'd better be," he said harshly. And then, out of nowhere he pulled his fist back, and slammed it into my face.
It was like time stopped.
No, No, No! After moving to Hollywood, we were supposed to have our happily ever after! Why was this happening to us?
Jarred smiled a smile that made me shrink back.
"Now, what have you learned?" He asked.
I froze. I had no idea what to say, and I sure as hell didn't want another punch.
His grip on my shoulders tightened. "That's okay, I'll tell you," He said. "You've learned, to be a good girl. What have you learned?"
"To be a good girl," I choked out. He nodded and then left the room.
I swallowed and pulled my knees up to my chin.
I couldn't sleep for a few hours after that, but when sleep finally came, I only had nightmares anyway.
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Okay, I didn't actually plan on having any abuse in this Fic, it's just the way it went really. More Channy in the next chapter, I promise.
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