Water

A/N: Hey guys! It DEFINETLY wasn't as long a wait this time, right? Well, I was kind of disappointed with the lack of reviews I have. I mean, I've never really gotten as many reviews as I would like, but this is kind of sad. When I checked my story traffic, I've had over 100 visitors but I only have a few reviews. So this time, I'd like to see at least a quarter as many reviews as I have visitors before I post Chapter 4, which is, like, the BIGGEST-CHAPTER-OF-THE-STORY! Just to let you know. Anyway, enough of my babbling, ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter 3

SPOV

I walked back to me and Tawni's dressing room, dreading what would happen if I got in the water. I found Tawni going through a pile of bathing suits, obviously trying to decide on her wardrobe for next week, and went into my closet, where I put on a black two piece with light pink polka-dots on it. I slipped a black and white sundress over my head and slipped out the door with a pink towel bag, hoping Tawni didn't notice and either wonder what I was up to or want to come with me. Chad was bad enough, but I knew Tawni would show no mercy if she found out I couldn't swim.

I headed towards the pool, but than, when I saw it out of the window, a HUGE underground torture chamber full of water, I froze. I leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor, where I held my knees tightly against my chest and pretty much had a complete break down.

CPOV

I was walking down the hall when I heard someone breathing very heavily. I turned the corner and saw Sonny, balled up against the wall crying. I dropped the bag I was carrying and practically ran over to her, sitting on my knees as soon as I was next to her.

"Sonny?" I asked kind of quietly. She stared right at me but didn't respond in any way. I could almost feel my heart stop as I reached out and gently placed my hand on her shoulder. "Sonny?" I asked again, a little louder and with more concern.

She immediately blinked, more tears rushing down her face as she came back to reality.

"Ch-Chad?" she asked softly. I looked deep into her big brown teary eyes as she began to try to wipe the tears away, but they were being replaced by more quickly than she could wipe them off.

I didn't really know what to do, so I pulled her into a friendly hug, rubbing my hand on her back and comforting her. Her tears slowly stopped and she pulled back a little.

"What happened?" I asked, gingerly sweeping the side of my hand against her cheek; whipping away the rest of her tears.

"I-I guess I just kind of got scared when I saw the water." She said.

"No kidding. Sonny, why? You've gotta tell me what's wrong before we can do anything. I don't want this to happen anymore." I said softly, trying my hardest to be sensitive, something I hadn't had all too much practice with.

"I-I don't wanna bother you with it. It's a long story." She said.

"I have time." I said simply.

"But it's not a burden you should have to carry." She said. She was just too nice sometimes.

"It would be better than having to watch you have another break down." I said, only hoping it would work.

"Well…" she began, "It all started when I was seven years old."

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