Step. Step.
We heard every single one of them. Every step, that brought that monster closer to us.
I could feel Sonny's chest moving heavier and heavier under my arms. Her muscles were tense as she clutched my arms.
The steps got louder and louder and Sonny winced. As soon as that guy made the first step into the cafeteria she buried her head in my chest.
"Get out of there. There's no use hiding from me," he said, his voice as cold and cruel as his intentions.
"I can see you," that monster teased and I realized that it really was no use. Hiding under a table, unable to move, he would so get us, but if we could get some time, then maybe the police would arrive before we were killed.
But there was no way we could do that. At least not both of us.
As soon as I realized that I removed Sonny's arms from mine.
"Chad," she whispered.
"It's okay. I love you," I answered, though I have no idea why I said that. I never knew myself that I loved her, so why would I say that in such an odd moment?
Anyway. I pushed her a little bit further behind and stood up myself, facing the ice blue eyes of the monster.
Great. Now what? How do you face a monster with a knife, completely without weapons? Well, I could use my own body but- Wait. I heard Sonny sobbing. She's crying? Why the heck is she crying, when I'm here facing a monster not knowing what to do, only trying to protect her? Oh my gosh, I'm panicking.
"Scared," he asked with his deep voice.
"N- No," I stuttered. I would have been fired, if someone from Mac Falls would have seen this.
"Great. Then I can make you feel the real meaning of that word," he threatened and started running towards me.
I could already see the red lights of the ambulance carrying me to the hospital, but somehow I managed to duck and smash him down with my leg. The knife in his hand clattered away and Sonny grabbed it, rushing to my side.
Her whole body was trembling as she pointed the knife at Candyface.
"You. Monster," she murmured and plunged forward, but I held her back, just before he could rip him apart with his knife.
She then broke down crying and I knelt down beside her and hugged her, cautiously trying to get the knife.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw that guy moving and I threw the knife away, jumping on him, knowing that I would only hurt myself using weapons.
I prayed to god, that all the hours I spent working out in my private gym weren't in vain. I struggled in a fight without any structure. We were rolling on the floor, punching and kicking each other, but he was stronger than me. He probably was a grown man, so I didn't stand a chance fighting him. Fortunately Sonny came to help me as she plunged forward and hit him with her whole weight. Well, that isn't much actually, but well, you get the picture.
In all that trouble we didn't hear the police coming in and we first noticed them as they pulled us away from that other guy. We immediately crawled into a corner, holding on to each other, letting the pros do their work.
Tears were silently streaming down Sonny's face as the ambulance stitched her wound on the arm. I was told to go see a doctor as soon as anything hurt, but it shouldn't be anything serious. We were waiting for the paramedic to get a bandage as Sonny started to whisper.
"Did you really mean it Chad?"
"What did I mean?"
"That you love me?"
I hesitated a little and stood up.
"Answer my question. Don't just run away," she demanded.
"I didn't intend on running away Sonshine," I stated simply. She blushed as she heard the nickname I gave her. And her face got even redder when she saw me getting down on one knee.
"Sonny. I hereby not ask you to marry me." She chuckled a little as I shot her one of my signature smirks. "But I ask you to go out with me and at least try to stand me and my ego."
"I don't know if I, the big Allison Monroe, should do this to me," she imitated me exaggeratedly.
"But Sonny would love to go out with you," she laughed.
I suddenly felt an urge and I got up, cupped her face, stroke her beautiful, soft, peach skin and kissed her full, strawberry red lips.
