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I May Just Be Crazy About You
Chapter 4 – Terror & Stammer Issues
Chad's POV
I'm sitting on a pool table, at the empty youth club. Skyler is lying in some random coffin, and James is sitting at the table reading a magazine. There's some Taylor Swift song playing on the radio in the background, which none of us are paying any attention to.
"GUYS! RUN!" Daniel yells, running in. We all jump up, and follow him out, resulting in a marathon run around the town.
"Guys, stop! Why the hell are we running like maniacs?" I yell.
"Officer Terror!" Daniel says.
"Okay, we can hear this while we're running!" I say, and we resume sprinting around.
"Officer Terror is coming to get us!" He yells.
"But how did he find out we kidnapped his fiancée?" I ask.
"Sonny called him! Probably to get revenge on us!" He replies. We're all still running.
"Wait, wait, wait!" I yell.
"Why?" James asks.
"Coz we're right back where we started! We just ran in a complete circle!" I say, slapping Daniel on the head.
"We ran to live, and now we're gonna die! Look, Sonny's coming with Terror!" Skyler says. They're heading towards us… We stand there, trying to act nonchalant and natural, whistling and staring into space.
"Hey!" Sonny says.
"Hello, madam. You say you know about the guys that kidnapped Melissa?" Terror says.
"Yeah." She replies.
"Who are they?" He asks. She points at us, smiling.
"Them?" Terror asks, pointing a gun at us. We all scream like a bunch of little girls. I don't wanna get shot!
"Oh, no! Not them! These guys are nice. I'm sure they'll help me find the kidnappers!" Sonny says.
"I thought you said you knew where they were!" He says.
"When did I say that?" She asks.
"Oh, never mind!" Terror yells, and storms off. We all sigh with relief.
"Sonny?" I say. "Hey, Sonny!" She turns away from me, and walks away. What was that about?
"Chad!" I suddenly hear Jake whisper-yell.
"Jake, what are you doing here? Officer Terror just left!" I say. He's wearing a weird fat suit and disguise, and so is Melissa.
"I know." He says. "Sonny called him. But we met her earlier, and told her the truth, about how we were trying to save Melissa from him."
"Thanks, dude." I say, and smile. I'm not usually one to thank people. Or help them.
"Hey, nobody else would've done what you guys did for me. I can't repay you for that, but I could try." He says, happily. "Anyway, we're going to LA. We'll live there from now on."
"Okay. Take care." I say, and they run off.
I sigh. I'm walking up the steps to the Munroes' apartment, holding a bunch of flowers and a note. I want to give them to Sonny, to thank her for saving us from Terror, this afternoon. If she hadn't listened to Jake and Melissa, we'd all be either dead or imprisoned by now. I knock at the door, and there's no answer. I keep knocking.
"Ow!" Mr Munroe says.
"Oh, sorry, Sir!" I say, realising I just knocked on his bald head.
"What are you doing here?" He yells.
"I, uh, I came to thank Sonny, for saving us from Terror." I reply.
"She made a big mistake. Forgive us!" Mrs Munroe says, and they slam the door. How dare they slam the door in my face? Sonny's going to get these flowers, and I know exactly how. I head back down the stairs, and spot a sturdy-looking pipe. Perfect. I climb up, and jump onto the balcony. I step through the small door, and see Sonny talking to her parents in the dining room.
"You had a good chance to get that stupid boy arrested!" Mr Munroe says. "Damn him!" Yikes, he's angry. They're talking about me…
"But Daddy, he helped that girl. He's a good guy." Sonny says. I pause, and smile. She's defending me? And calling me good? I like her. A lot.
"Thank you." I whisper, and sneak into her room to leave the flowers and note. I know she can't hear it, but still…
"If she were our own daughter, she wouldn't be defending some stranger! Stupid orphan." I hear Mrs Munroe yell from outside, over the muffled voices. Orphan? Woah…
I put the flowers on the desk, and escape from the balcony, just before Sonny runs into the room, crying.
"Y'know, you scared the living hell out of us in front of Terror, yesterday." I say to Sonny. We're standing in a grocery store, and she's looking at bags of tomatoes. "We almost had heart attacks. Anyway, it was a pretty good revenge plan, for an innocent-looking girl like you."
Sonny walks out of the store and onto the street, into the rain, with me following her. "Well, at least we're friends now." I say, smiling.
"When did we become friends?" She asks innocently, looking confused.
"We didn't?" I ask.
"We will. Soon." She replies, smiling. Stupid cute! "But I'm a little scared. Who knows what crazy pranks you could do?"
"Yeah, we're just like that." I reply, and smirk. "But if we'd have known your problem, we wouldn't have messed with you."
"My problem?"
"Yeah, that you're an orphan, right?" Sonny stops walking, and looks at me with a more serious expression. I probably shouldn't have said that…
"Who told you that?" She asks, shocked.
"When I came to your house last night with the flowers, I heard Mrs Munroe saying –"
"She's my mom." She speeds up walking, now ahead of me, starting to cry. "I – I don't even re-remember the faces of – of my real p-parents…I-I'm sorry, I – I stammer w-when I'm upset…" Just when this was getting better, I had to go and ruin it all…
"I – I'm sorry, Sonny…I – I didn't mean to m-make you sad…" Yeah, I have this weird sad-stammer issue too. Nothing we can do about it… Some people think it's cute, though. Well, I'm adorable.
"A-are you trying to m-make fun of me?" She asks.
"N-no, I just…" SLAP. She slaps me.
"I hate you!" She runs away, crying. What did I just do?
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