I stood there on set when Tawnie was eyeing me all afternoon. She came over by me .

"Hi."

"Hi" I replied blankly.

"Nice scarf." she said sarcastically.

"Tawnie I-"

"No Sonny, its okay." She cut me off. I look at her astonished. I was not going to apologize.

"Tawnie I'm not sorry."

"Well fine then." she flipped her hair. " I don't care and you look dumb in that cloth wrapped around your neck." she pointed out the obvious. I narrowed my eyes at her and dropped my head a bit.

"It's a scarf." I corrected her.

"Whatever, it looks, stupid." and with that she ripped it off!

"AWW! Give that back!" I reached out for it but she moved away.

"What is that?!" Her eyes widened as she starred at the right side neck.

"Nothing - a burn! Now give it?!" I became frantic.

"You got a hickey!" she yelled smiling. Everyone looked at me on set. "Who gave that to you?!"

"No one! I'm telling you it's a burn!"

"Ohh-hahah! That is not a burn Sonny!" Tawnie laughed out loud.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes. I stormed off set and headed to my dresing room.

I was sitting outside staring at the park across from the studios. It was mainly hills of grass and trees and benches. No playgrounds or anything like that. I decided to take a walk over there. The sun was near setting and I wasn't neither tired or scared being out at night alone in Hollywood. At least not tonight. I picked myself up off the curb that was in front of Chad's Mustang and I headed over there.

The air was clean and fresh. Fall was here and the cool air was what I needed. My skin raised Goosebumps and I walked alone just like I had done in my dream. I felt at ease. I touched my throat as I thought about the dream. It scared the hell out of me. I didn't understand why it had formed a few hours after I had awoken. That made absolutely no sense at all.

I heard leaves being crunched. I turned around quickly to see who was behind me. There was no one there. As I turned back around to continue my walk, Chad appeared in front of me.

"Jesus! Don't do that." I gasped.

"Sorry." He seemed inquisitive.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Taking a walk."

"Are you following me?"

"You wish Monroe." He smirked. I rolled my eyes and walked past him. He seemed to follow a few inches behind me. He kept close but a distance at the same time.

"Chad?"

"Yeah?" He said so softly. His voice seemed like his mind was somewhere else. I turned my head around a bit so I could see him, I kept walking.

"Why aren't you with Constance?"

"She went home."

"Oh."

"Why?"

"Why are you with me?"

"I'm walking with you. Would you like me to stop?"

"No- I-I don't mind." He grabbed my wrist and turned me around partly.

"What's on your mind?"

"Nothing." I starred into his eyes, only because I couldn't resist them.

"Sonny, I know you better then that. What's going on?" He insisted.

"This is about that mark isn't it?" My voice changed to a more rougher tone.

"A little bit." he smiled. "Who did it?" He became serious again in a soft way. I felt restrained. I wanted to tell him. I had too. I needed too. He was the only one who had to know. It was his fault it was even there. I took a deep breath and I starred deep into his eyes, without a fear in the world. I could do this and I was going to.

"You."