Sonny pulled her wrists free and slammed the door in Chad's face.
Chad stood where he was completely frozen.
His mouth hung open and his eyes threatened to shed tears.
He stood there feeling a stab at his heart that felt like a knife had plunged its way into his chest.
He went back to his car and drove to his home, careful to not let any tears run down his face.
When Chad arrived at his mansion he got out his mobile and texted Portlyn to tell everyone to film without him, lying that he had a migraine.
He went to his room and let the tears fall while letting out a few sobs.
Those three hurtful words echoed in his head from that girl who he loved so much.
I hate you!
"Why, Sonny? Why?" Chad choked childishly. He knew he was getting nowhere but he knew he was going to help Sonny whether she loved him or not.
Sonny was in the worst mood.
How dare Chad say her father's friend was a bad just because of the way he looked.
Nyack was probably the only person who knew her father warts and all. So why was Chad insisting that she was in danger?
She did feel bad about saying that she hated him. That was a total lie.
The first time she saw Chad, Sonny had been in love with him ever since and had been recording
Mackenzie Falls without her cast mates knowing.
Sonny remembered the fake date Chad agreed to help her out with. When she faked kiss him she said: Do you really think I'd wanna kiss you?
That was a huge lie coming from her.
Someone opened the door.
Thinking it was Tawni, Sonny didn't look behind to see who it was.
Suddenly, rough hands grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth to muffle her scream.
Her attacker took out a needle and a syringe and injected it into her arm.
Sonny felt drowsy and soon enough she was unconscious, floppy and appearing lifeless in her attackers' hold.
6 hours later.
It was coming towards 8pm.
Chad was lying in his bed watching a DVD. It was suppose to be the funniest movie of the year but it didn't even make him smirk.
His phone started ringing; he picked it up and looked at the caller idea.
Sonny Munroe
His heart pumped a dozen beats a second. Chad took a deep breath and answered it.
"Sonny?"
"Chad. I need you for something. Right now."
At school we were told to pick a career. Should I go for Writer or something else?
Peace Y'all.