Can't Be Friends

By: TracyCook

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creator of Sonny with a Chance.

Couple: Sonny/Tawni

Rating: M

Authors Note: I am kind of upset… My cute fic –'hot closet?' has been getting some gay bashing, as with many of my others. Yet, particularly that one. In which I was informed to "get a life homo". All of my stories are femslash, and if people do have a problem with it, do not read them please? There is nothing you can say to me that I did not already hear growing up in Kansas and attending Catholic school my whole life, I've been informed Hell awaits, so get out of my fictions.

Chapter 2

Can't Be Friends

As Sonny opened her eyes she had to blink a few times to clear them and see the room that she was in, it did not appear to be a room that she had ever seen before. Yet, it did not take that long to realize whose room it was. Perhaps it was the pink walls, but more than likely it was the hundreds of pictures of Tawni that littered those walls. It was worse than at their dressing room and it almost caused the brunette to let out a laugh that she forced herself to keep in for obvious reasons. The last thing she wanted was for the blonde to awaken right now.

Glancing up at the alarm clock on the dresser beside the bed she realized that it was still fairly early, the digital numbers reading 6:12. With this realization came many others. Probably the most important of these being the warm naked body wrapped around her own. Though, Chad and her had awoken on many occasions similar to this she highly doubted it was him holding her.

Maybe it was the fact that she was in Tawni's room, or it could have been the curves of the body behind her that gave it away. She could feel soft breasts pressing against the skin of her back, which was something that Chad certainly did not have. The skin was also far smoother than that of her fiancé. The scent of sweat mixed with chocolate and alcohol filled the entire room, and long blonde hairs tickled her shoulder and upper back.

There was no way to deny it. What little memories she had of the night prior had really happened, and now she was lying in bed completely naked with Tawni Hart.

The worst thing was how comfortable Sonny felt right now, in the arms of her friend. If she was not feeling completely guilty she knew that she could easily snuggle up in those arms and drift into a peaceful sleep. It was a safe feeling. One that she did not necessarily get when being held by her fiancé. The young star had hurt her so many times over the years. They would break up and then get back together over and over and not once was it due to something that she did wrong.

Brown eyes that had slowly shut as she thought snapped open at the weight of her mistake. 'Until now… he never cheated on me… what have I done? Oh my god I can't be here, I have a wedding this weekend!'

Very slowly Sonny moved to get out of the foreign bed, making sure to not bounce the mattress too much or make too much noise. As she slipped from those beautiful arms she gently placed one of Tawni's many pillows in between her arms as a replacement for herself. The alcohol undoubtedly helping in her escape.

Collecting her clothes she threw them on with little noise. The hardest part being when she had to stand on one leg in order to slip on her heels. After she was completely dressed the brunette hurried toward the bedroom door, her heart racing. At this point she had given up on being quiet and instead focused on speed.

Before she reached the door she heard Tawni mumbling in her sleep, which she had found the blonde often did. Usually her mumblings had never been nice things. "..love you…"

Sonny blushed as she remembered the diva's words last night. 'How long had she wanted this exactly?'

She was dragged out of her curiosity as she watched the blonde shivering on the bed and clinging tightly to the pillow. Sometimes Sonny wished that she was not such a good person, but alas she was and she knew that she could not leave on this note. 'A note! That's good! Oookay, where's a pen?' She thought before glancing around the room.

Brown eyes landed on a pink pen and some paper on the dresser beside the alarm clock and a smile played on her lips as she looked at the pen. Honestly, sometimes she wondered what the blonde's fascination was with the color. Shaking her head she started to write out a note for her friend.

Laying the note beside Tawni on the bed she could not help but allow her eyes to wander the exposed skin of her friend's body. She was perfection. The tan covered every inch of skin and her hair even disheveled looked like it had been placed that way. Sonny blushed as she remembered the previous night and a few flashes of what had happened between the two came to mind. It heat up her body to recall what she had done to the girl lying in bed peacefully now.

Shaking the thoughts, as well as the excitement and guilt from her mind, the brunette reached out in order to lift the covers over the beautiful girl before tracing her fingers gently across Tawni's face.

"Mmm." The diva mumbled as a smile formed on her lips, which seemed to amplify Sonny's guilt.

Hastily she pulled her hand away and turned on her heels running out of the apartment. She had to find Chad and make things back to normal, for all of this had grown far too confusing.

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8:39 AM; blurry eyes read on the alarm clock beside her bed. Still slightly dazed she had yet to notice the pillow in her arms was not Sonny, but as she snuggled against it she quickly realized and sat up straight in bed.

Head pounding from the alcohol consumed mixed with sitting up too fast she ignored the pain and still stared at the clock. It was so early. 'Sonny must have snuck out…' The thought caused her stomach to ache and her heart to sink. Tawni had the feeling that her friendship was ruined and that the brunette would hate her now, forever. 'She must hate me.'

As she moved to get out of her bed her hand pushed up against a piece of paper that made a crumpling noise from the weight of her body. Her ears perked up and she quickly lifted the piece of paper to look at it. It was a note. 'From Sonny.'

The blonde could feel her heart racing as her hands shook, she was anxious, almost to the point she did not want to read her friends words. What if they were mean? What if Sonny never wanted to talk to her again?

'Tawni,

I am not mad about what happened, but I do need to fix things with Chad. I am marrying him. He is the only one I could see myself growing old with, and the one that I love. I don't know if you will still want to be friends with me after what happened, and I don't blame you. I should not have allowed it to take place…

Please forgive me, and I hope we can still be friends. Over the last three years you really have become my best friend.

Love,

Sonny.'

Tawni could feel tears welling up in her blue eyes as she read over the letter, it had not been mean. She just had not expected nice words to hurt so much more than mean ones. If Sonny had only said that she hated her than maybe the blonde could move on, maybe it would make things easier, she could leave. No! She wanted to be friends? Friends after what they did? How was she supposed to be the beautiful girls friend after the night they shared.

Maybe to Sonny it was all just a mistake, but to Tawni it had meant the world and more. She had waited for two long years to admit her feelings, and now they were just simply being brushed away. The brunette did not hate her, she did not love her, she just wanted to be friends?

The diva crumpled up the letter in her perfect hand before throwing it on the ground. Now wishing that she had been just a little less sober the night before. She remembered everything.

Sonny and her had made their way out of the limo still kissing passionately, their bodies hot and aching to be exposed. Tawni had shown the brunette she loved to her bed and they had disrobed and taken each other for hours until finally curling up together and falling asleep in safe arms. During the brunette's drunken state she had told the blonde many times that she loved her, but now it was apparent those words were merely friendly.

"Gahh! I hate this! Stupid confusing girl!" Tawni shouted out as she stood to her feet kicking the piece of paper across the carpet. She was so upset.

But, what could she do? Shouldn't she be happy that Sonny still wanted to talk to her after she had confessed her feelings? If she were any normal friend she would have, but she was not. She was Tawni Hart, and she always got the things that she wanted. 'Except when Chad is involved.' Her mind reminded her causing the blonde to shout out once again. "It isn't fair! Why does he always get everything!"

Tawni sifted through her clothes pulling on a pair of purple leggings, and a long shirt which was plenty long enough to cover her 'private areas'. The shirt had a bright yellow floral pattern, pulling a belt around her waist she looked at herself in the mirror. Fixing her makeup and hair, then pulling on her heels, the blonde made her way out of the apartment.

A habit that Tawni had, when upset, was getting in her car and driving as fast as she could. It was dangerous; her mother would tell her she was risking her life doing so. Which, of course her mother only cared about because if she were to die, Tammy would be poor. Wouldn't that just be horrible! She hated her mother, she was just like everyone else in Hollywood. Shallow and heartless despite their last name. She had raised her to be that way. "Yet Sonny had to go and ruin that too!"

Climbing into her convertible she checked the rearview mirror; something that Sonny had taught her to do, and pulled out of the parking lot.

Speeding down the street she did not care if the police stopped her right now. Tears continued to threaten her eyes and she bit down on her bottom lip angrily trying to stop them from falling. The blonde was a strong girl and she would cry for no one!

Reaching out she pressed the button turning on her radio, music blared throughout the car. The end of a popular song was playing through its last notes. Tawni hated that she felt defeated, that she felt like she was about to lose the only person who had ever given a damn about her to someone who did not even love Sonny like she could. She most of all hated herself for allowing all of this to happen.

The next song started to play and Tawni turned it up to its fullest. It had been a song that she used to love, but now as she listened she realized that it reminded her of Sonny. Who was she kidding everything had for the last two years, but this reminded her of what happened last night.

Look what this girl done did to me…

She done cut me off from a good good love…

She told me that those days were gone.

Tawni could feel the tears starting to fall down her cheeks as she listened to the song and related it to the night before. How Sonny wanted to just throw away what they did like it was nothing and pretend to just be friends. The brunette still planned to marry Chad because he was the only one she could see herself with. The only one? How could that be when she had just made love with her the night before? Drunk or not there had been feelings there. She knew it.

Now I'm sitting here going half crazy.

Cause I know she still thinks about me too.

And there aint no way in hell…

That I can be just friends with you.

The blonde had started to sing out the song as she drove, every once in a while she would reach up her hand to wipe away the tears that fell. They made her angry and on a few occasions she had actually slapped the skin where they fell. She felt so weak! She never felt weak!

And I wish we never did it…

And I wish we never loved it…

And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you.

And now there aint no way that we can be friends.

She knew that she should stop driving, she could not even see the road anymore. Her vision blurred by salty tears of shame. When a car swerved out of her way she knew that she could not continue driving so recklessly. Slamming her manicured hand down on the wheel she pulled off on the side of the road.

The way you felt, no faking it…

Maybe we were moving just a little too fast…

But what we've done we can't take it back.

Laying her head against the wheel Tawni cried out. These weren't the fake cries and sobs that she was so notorious for, these were real tears. All of the pain that she carried over her lifetime, the loneliness that she felt. The emptiness. All she wanted right now was Sonny and she could not have her. 'Wait? Why can't I have her? She isn't married yet!'

And if I knew we'd end like this,

I never would of kissed you.

Cause I fell in love with you.

We never would of kicked it,

Girl now everything is different.

I lost my only lover and my friend,

Smiling she wiped the last of the tears from her flush cheeks and looked up at the 'makeup mirror,' her blue eyes puffy and her makeup running. "Waterproof my ass." Tawni mumbled in a whiney and shaky voice before laughing at herself and wiping off her nose. "I look pathetic… this is not Tawni Hart.

That's why I wish we never did it.

I wish we never loved it.

And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you.

And now there aint no way that we can be friends.

Tawni Hart has never given up! What am I going to solve crying on the side of the road? She is not married yet! I still have a chance! "I will get the girl of my dreams." She said before turning the key in the car to start it, new confidence behind puffy blue eyes.

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Authors Note: Next chapter up! Posted the song in it, hope that the correlation between the song and the fic makes sense. Sorry if my writing is off. My novel I am working on is in first person and my fics are in third person so the change always throws me off. But I hope this did not disappoint.

Even I'm rooting for Tawni right now!

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-Tracy Cook