Hey guys! Sry it took awhile to update. I was just feeling down. Why? My dad grounded me for the ENTIRE SUMMER. That's just not fair! Anyways, here's the story. Don't forget to review!
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Chapter 3
*Four months later*
Ding dong. Sonny was drying off in her washroom and had just put on her underwear. Hmm, who could it be. I wasn't expecting anyone. She threw on a silky black robes and tied the waist line tightly as the doorbell rang again.
Ding dong.
"Coming!"
Her wet fingers turned the knob and she opened the simple white door.
"Hey beautiful." He flashed her a warm, inviting smile. He smelled of expensive cologne. "Wow." he said, giving her a once over. "Did I come at a good time or what?" he joked.
"Adam!" she playfully swatted his arm. "What are you doing here?" Adam leaned down and kissed her cheek. He brushed the dark wet hair out of her face. His skin was smooth and shaven, and his dark brown hair tickled the side of her face.
"I missed you babe." he handed her a bouqet of daisies.
"Adam it's only been a day since I last saw you." she left the door open and invited him in.
"Exactly!" he laughed. She rolled her eyes.
"Thank you, these flowers are beautiful."
"They're nothing compared to you." he looked at her. "So...got any plans today?"
She shook her head. "Not really. But in case you haven't noticed, I'm soaking wet right now. I'm gonna go change first. Make yourself at hom-" she was cut off with the feeling of his lips on hers. His arms snaked around her waste. For a moment she forgot what she was about to say but in a matter of seconds she pushed away. Sure they've been together for a while now-2 months to be exact- but somehow, she always felt the need to draw the line whenever things got heated up. She didn't want to go in too deep...again.
Adam shrugged it off and walked over to the couch.
"This just in! Chad Dylan Cooper, the self proclaimed 'best actor of this generation', has gotten into a petrifying car accident that has left him in a paralyzing coma." The news from the tv blared loudly and Sonny froze in her spot.
Chad. Dylan. Cooper.
It seems like a lifetime since she heard those words come out of anyone's mouth. Chad Dylan Cooper. The barrier she had built has now broken now and everything flooded into her mind. She remembered the painful nights she had suffered. Waiting. And waiting. And waiting, and still- no signs of Chad. It's as if he disappeared off the face of the earth.
He didn't call like he had promised. He didn't email her or anything. No letters. No texts. No nothing. And god, it hurt. Like he stabbed burning iron into her heart, through her chest and out her back- multiple times.
Then Adam came into the picture. He was there to support her, and spend time with her. He listened to her. He bought her gifts. He cares. Unlike some people. Her face felt hot as an unusual mix of anger and hurt exploded through her body. She wasn't sure which emotion was stronger. Then it hit her.
Reality check: Chad was in a coma. Chad was in a freaking coma! WAIT, WHAT? WAIT, CHAD'S PARALYZED! CAR ACCIDENT? She pushed the door and ran out into the living room where now Adam was watching some random soap opera.
"Go back to the channel before!" she demanded. Adam looked appalled and he didn't move.
Damnit.
"Fine! I'll get it myself!" she rushed over to the tv and clicked "last" on the remote.
Entertainment Weekly
"Chad Dylan Cooper is now in a small hospital in Paris, and the filming of his upcoming movie has been forcibly delayed but directors have now released information that they might consider finding someone to replace him as he is in a coma and it is unsure whether he will wake up in the near future. No further information has been released."
Pictures of the car accident flashed onto the screen. A picture of Chad with blood grilling the side of his face and a gash below his eye appeared on the screen. He lay on seemingly wet pavement. Bits of shattered glass left cut marks on his neck and his face. A broken glass bottle of what appeared to be vodka was a few feet away from him.
"What do you think of this accident to Hollywood's well known bad boy?"
Hot tears raced towards her chin and Sonny's shoulders began to shake uncontrollably. She held a hand over her mouth. Sonny's knees suddenly felt like jelly and she collapsed onto the hardwood floor with a thump. Adam rushed over to her and took her under his arm.
"Sonny...Sonny it's okay. Breath. Just let it out." he rubbed her back soothingly.
Sonny felt overwhelming guilt. How could she still have feelings for Chad? How could she betray Adam like that?
"NO! It's not ok Adam. God damnit! I-I hate this, I-I-"
Adam didn't respond. Sonny looked over at the clay pot that sat peacefully on the abandoned table on her balcony. The sprouts were still growing and now there was a bud that had yet to blossom. This only made her cry harder. Why does this have to happen to her? Why did Chad have to leave when everything was finally going right?
And decide to reappear after she finally moved on? After she's finally managed to shut him out completely.
After she tried so hard to forget about him.
"You know what? I've had enough of this Sonny." an unfamiliar edge was in Adam's voice. Sonny looked up at him in a newfound feeling- fear.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know exactly what I mean! Jesus Sonny, stop playing dumb. You said you were over him. Before we got into this relationship, you promised me that you wouldn't think about him anymore. And you broke that promise Sonny. It's been four months since he left, and two months since we've gotten together! Does our relationship mean nothing to you? Do I mean nothing to you?"
Sonny was speechless. He's never yelled at her before.
Adam followed her gaze and turned to see her staring at the growing flower. He stormed over and opened the balcony door aggressively.
"What are you doing?"
No reply.
"Adam! What the hell are you doing!" Sonny exclaimed as she saw him lift the clay pot. "Put that down!" she yelled.
"This? This means you're still in love with him."
"I'M NOT STILL IN LOVE WITH HIM." she told him. "PUT IT DOWN."
"Make me."
She plunged for the pot but he held it out of her reach. She hated being short.
"Give it!"
Her eyes widened and what happened next became slow motion. The pot flew out of his hands and over the edge. His jaw droped in shock.
"Oh my god. I am so sorry Sonny I didn't mean to do-"
Slap.
The sound of her palm across his face was clear and resonant. His hand flew to face.
"Get out of my apartment."
"Sonny-"
"GET OUT!" she screamed. "I don't ever want to see your face again!" she summoned all her strength and forced him out the door. She ignored his protests and slammed the door.
"Sonny! Sonny open up! That was a total mistake!"
"SHUT UP ADAM. GET LOST. I DON'T CARE WHERE YOU GO, JUST LEAVE."
"Sonn-"
"JUST GO."
After a few seconds she figured he had left. She slid down the door and fell onto the cold hardwood lifelessly. Her sobs rattled through her body as her back brushed hard against the white wood. Sonny made her hands into fists and pounded the floor.
What am I going to do?
A few minutes of feeling sorry for herself, she remembered "The flowers!" she pushed herself off the floor and opened the door, completely unaware that she was still in her robe and fuzzy yellow slippers.
She took the stairs.
Sonny's hands grasped the soil and picked up the shattered pieces of the pot. Shit.
Her head felt light and her vision blurred disorderly as her body began to sway with unease.
In a matter of seconds, everything became dark.
Ok, so that's that. Tell me what you think!
What happened to Chad?
What about Ashey?
What do you think about Adam?
Why do you think there were no signs of Chad?
What about the flowers?
And who the heck is Scruffy?
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