Hey guys, Kelsey here! Life's been a bit hectic, as usual, but here you go! I really hope you enjoy this :) And also, I'm leaving Friday for Disneyworld, so this will be my last chapter for about a week. But don't worry! Kristina's going to be putting her's up soon! Your reviews mean the world to us, so please take five seconds out of your day and let us know what you think!
Sonny awoke to the sound of dishes being thrown into cupboards. Groggily, she pushed herself into a sitting position on the couch where she had taken up residence for the last month. Her head slowly turned to the right as her eyes squinted into the kitchen to see what was causing the racket. What the brunette could make out through the early-morning blur in her eyes was an annoyed Lucy unloading the dishwasher.
"Hey Luce," she mumbled in greeting as she ran her hands over her face.
"Hey," was the biting response she got from her friend.
Sonny quirked her eyebrow as she stood from the couch and padded into the kitchen. Lucy refused to look at her as she threw a coffee mug into the cupboard usually reserved for bowls and such.
"Everything alright?" Sonny asked, although she figured she already knew the response.
"Oh yeah! Everything's just peachy!" Lucy shouted sarcastically as she slammed cabinet doors and marched out of the kitchen. Sonny followed her.
"Are you sure, because it doesn't sound like everything's fine," Sonny insisted. Realization hit her. "Oh no, what happened with Nick?"
"Nothing happened with Nick!" Lucy snarled angrilly as she grabbed a magazine, turning on the actress. "Care to explain?" she asked, shoving the cover in Sonny's face. The brunette house guest swiped the magazine that was being shoved in her face and gasped at the large headline.
Sonny Monroe BFFs With Hollywood's Bad Girl Keisha?
Underneath the bolded lie was a picture of Keisha and Sonny talking together at the Starbucks where the former had apologized.
"Lucy, do you really think I'd betray you like that?" Sonny accused, her eyes turning upward and finding her friend. "After what she did to you, you think I'd just push it aside and decide to be friends with her?" Lucy shrugged.
"Well, in the article it said-"
"Lucy, you're going to believe an article?" Sonny shouted. "I'm glad you think so highly of me!"
"Well, it wouldn't be the first time you screwed over a best friend!"
Sonny stared at her best girl-friend, slack jawed and silent. Apparently, Lucy took this as a sign that she should continue.
"Seriously! I thought this was just going to be for a while, but you've completely shut Chad out of your life! Sonny, he loves you! And you're being a complete bitch to him! You guys were best friends before you had sex, and I honestly thought this would just blow over and you'd be friends again, but now I'm thinking he'd be an idiot if he took you back after how you've been acting!"
"How I've been acting? What about him, Lucy? He's been sleeping around with Tawni! They had sex in my bed! How am I the one in the wrong here?"
"Well, if you're as completely uninterested in him as you say you are, then you shouldn't care. Chad's had a lot of girlfriends in the past, and you never cared."
"That's because they weren't Tawni! You don't get it, Lucy, there's some kind of competition going on between the two of us. Ever since we were on So Random!" Something inside Sonny churned as she thought of her time at So Random! and the betrayal of the blonde.
"Did it ever cross your mind that maybe they actually like each other? Maybe it's not some evil conspiracy to get you?" Lucy asked.
"You just said he loves me a minute ago, now you're contradicting yourself?" Sonny accused. Lucy threw her hands up in the air.
"No one can get through to you, Sonny! You're going to believe what you want to believe. Maybe if you stepped back and looked at the big picture, you'd find a way to fix your life."
"Oh, so now it's my life I've messed up?" Sonny asked, affronted.
"Sonny-"
"No. I get it," she said, grabbing her large suitcase and strolling into the bathroom. "I'll be out of here in an hour," she declared through the door.
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Across town, Chad was stepping through the automatic doors of a quaint little mental facility. He walked up to the front desk and was greeted with warm smiles.
"Hello Mr. Cooper, haven't seen you in a while," a nurse greeted, walking out from around the desk.
"Hey Annie," Chad said in return, flashing a genuine smile at the nurse.
"Are you here to see Connie?" she asked, grabbing a clipboard off of the main desk before starting out of the lobby and towards Sonny's mother's room, already knowing the answer. As her heels clicked on the cream tile beneath her, she spoke over her shoulder. "How are things going, Mr. Cooper?" she asked curiously as they both turned a corner.
"It's been...uh...going good?" the blonde answered, unsure of how to answer. Honestly, his life was anything but good. His friendship with Sonny was completely demolished. She wouldn't return any of his calls, which he hardly even attempted anymore. In the past month he had only seen her once when they had accidently and awkwardly run into each other at their apartment. He missed coming with Sonny to visit her mom, and now, as he entered Connie's room, a wave of nostalgia flooded over him.
"Connie, look who stopped by!" Annie announced as if to a child on Christmas. Sonny's mom looked to the door, a huge grin appearing on her face.
"Well if it isn't Chad Dylan Cooper!" Connie exclaimed from her position on the bed. "Long time, no see," she continued, gesturing to the chair next to her bed.
"Hey Miss Monroe," the blonde greeted, taking a seat.
"Where's Sonny?"
Chad's heart fell. He should have been expecting this question.
"She's at work," he lied smoothly. Connie chuckled.
"Do your schedules ever match up?" she asked.
"Sometimes. But I can assure you, whenever I'm home before she is, I always have something waiting for her to eat as soon as she walks through the door," Chad fabricated. Well, it wasn't really a fib. That's how life used to be. Before the sex.
"Good to hear, Chad," Connie replied honestly, smiling. Suddenly, her smile dropped as she looked him straight in the eyes. "Be good to her, Chad. You're the one who can hurt her the most, and I don't want my baby ending up like me."
Chad gulped as he hesitantly nodded.
"But enough about me, how's the writing coming?" Connie asked, reverting to her usual kind self. Chad looked at her quizzically.
"Writing?"
"Sonny said you've been trying your hand at screenwriting," Connie informed him.
"Oh yeah. I haven't worked on anything new in a few months, though," Chad shrugged.
"But...that's why Sonny said you couldn't visit me. She said you were working," the woman explained, her brows furrowing. Chad's eyes widened in panic.
"Oh, yeah...um...well-"
"Chad..." Annie cautioned.
"Chad, what's going on? Why haven't you been visiting?" Connie asked, looking upset. "Did I say something to you last time you came?"
"No! It's not that, I promise," Chad insisted, his eyes searching wildly around the room for some sort of help. "You see-"
"Chad Dylan Cooper, you tell me what's going on this instant," Sonny's mother demanded, taking on an authoritative tone that surprised both Annie and Chad.
Chad hestitated, rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably. He really did not want to be in this situation right now. He knew why Connie was in here, and he knew that Sonny didn't tell her what happened for a reason.
"If anything, you should hear it from Sonny..." he trailed off. Connie's eyes flashed.
"Why? What happened? What did you do to Sonny? What did you do to my baby?" she asked, panicked.
"Chad, it might be time to go," Annie advised. The blonde ignored her
"Nothing bad happened, Miss Monroe, I just feel-"
"Then why won't you tell me?" Connie wailed desolately.
"It's Sonny's choice to tell you or not, I'm in no position to say-"
"Well then call her and tell her to come down here and let me know what's going on before I go mad with worry!" Connie demanded. Chad looked down, ashamed, to which Connie yelled at him again. "Why aren't you calling her?"
"She won't answer if I did call..." he muttered, though, apparently, not low enough to escape Connie's hearing.
"Why won't she answer? What did you do to her? Did you hurt her? My baby! My Sonny! My baby! Sonny, Sonny, Sonny," Connie cried out as she began to rock back and forth on her bed.
"Chad, it's time to go," Annie told him, dragging him out by the arm. "Tell the front desk to call Sonny immediately," she instructed as she flew back inside Connie's room.
The blonde sprinted down the hallway to the front desk, only stopping when his midsection hit the wood.
"Get Sonny Monroe on the phone immediately, and tell her to come down here now, it's an emergency."
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Sonny flew in the doors of the facility where her mom was residing. Her eyes frantically searched the room. They fell upon the figure of a blonde man, hunched over in a chair, head in his hands. As the doors closed, he looked up, his ashamed blue eyes meeting her wild brown ones. Sonny's face contorted from one of worry to one of rage as she stomped over to him.
"Don't you dare leave, Chad Dylan," she hissed, pointing a finger at him dangerously. "I have to speak with you."
"Miss Monroe!" Annie called from the long hallway. Sonny's head snapped to the sound of her voice before looking back to Chad.
"Don't. Move." she instructed before darting out of the room down to where her mother was residing.
Chad slouched in his chair, nervously running his hands through his golden hair. Shit. I come here to visit with Sonny's mom, the closest I can actually get to Sonny, and she I open my big mouth, and now neither of the Monroes are going to want to speak to me ever again. So much for making things better.
After what seemed like ages of wallowing in self-pity, Chad felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. He turned around, outraged, only to have his anger quickly transgress once again to guilt. There, standing behind him, purse dangling in her hand, was Sonny. The blonde scrambled to his feet as his old roommate briskly began her way to the front.
"Sonny, I'm sorry," he yelled after her, nearly lowering himself to the point of groveling. Nearly, but not quite. Sonny pushed the doors open and stepped out onto the sidewalk, Chad close behind. As she heard the doors to the clinic close, she turned on the actor, her eyes hard, shining with tears.
"I'm not doing this in public, Chad," she whispered dangerously before hailing a cab. The two stood there uncomfortably for a few minutes before a cab pulled up to the curb. Sonny flung open the door and slid inside, crossing her arms and staring out her window, while Chad gracefully lowered himself into the yellow car and directed the unfortunate driver to their apartment.
Minute after agonizing minute ticked by inside the cab, Chad occasionally sneaking fleeting glances at the other occupant of the back seat, who steadfastly glowered out of the window closest to her. The cabbie's eyes flickered from the road to the rearview mirror, glancing curiously at his two passengers. Chad let out an audible sigh of relief as the cab finally pulled up to their building.
"Pay him," Sonny ordered in a tight voice as she pushed open the door and escaped the confinements of the awful-smelling cab. Chad obligingly pulled out his wallet, muttering a hasty "Thanks, man" to the driver before bolting out of the vehicle to catch up with Sonny, who marched deliberately to the elevator without even checking to see if she was being followed. The two stood on opposite sides of the elevator, each trying to push away the haunting memories of what had happened that one night that had set off a chain of disastrous events. Once the doors opened, Chad unlocked the door, allowing Sonny to enter first.
"Okay. We've gong half an hour of not talking, can I just say again how sorry I am? Sonny, I didn't mean for this to happen!" Chad began, shutting his mouth when Sonny rounded on him, her eyes wide and tearful.
"Don't even give me that bullshit, Chad. You had no right in visiting her what-so-ever. None of this would have ever happened if you would have just respected the boundaries that I thought I had made very clear."
"Boundaries? What boundaries? You've been avoiding me for months! I mean, I didn't get a letter, a call, a text, anything to set any 'boundaries', and as for clarity...the only thing clear to me is that you honestly don't care about this friendship at all!"
"Chad, our friendship is fucked up! We couldn't save it if we tried! And stop trying to make this about us, Chad, this is about my mother! Do you know what your little slip-up did to her? Thanks to you, I had to tell her everything, and she is so disappointed, and that's not good for her, Chad! This whole time, I've been playing like everything was fine, and it was going so well, why did you have to go an fuck it up?" She cried, her stomach beginning to writhe in pain. "Now not only does she think I'm in jeopardy of becoming like her, she feels betrayed, Chad! I kept this from her for her own good, but she doesn't see it like that! She's freaking out over what other secrets I've not been telling her. This might cause her to have to stay in there longer than she already has to, which is a really long time! I miss my mom, Chad, I miss the old her, I want her back, but I don't even know if that's a possibility anymore!" she yelled, collapsing onto the couch, pulling her knees to her chest to try and squeeze out the pain that was radiating from her stomach.
Chad took a few sweeping strides across the room and kneeled down in front of his weeping friend.
"Sonny, it will happen. Your mother will get out of there. She's a strong woman, beneath it all. All of this will pass. She's so proud of you Sonny, this worry, this fear she has will all pass in time. Deep down, she knows you're a fighter. She knows you won't end up like her. And Sonny," he said, grabbing her face and making her eyes meet his, "you're never going to end up like your mother. You had to learn the hard way about the cruelty of love and relationships, but in the end, it's made you stronger, you know better. I promise you this."
Sonny's silent tears slowed as she looked into those pools of ocean blue in front of her, wanting to believe everything he was saying. Wanting to believe the sincerity in his voice.
She was brought to reality by the sensation of a knife scraping the inside lining of her abdomen. She let out an agonizing cry of pain as she scrunched herself together, praying for the pain to stop.
"Sonny?" Chad asked alarmed. He leaned forward, trying to envelope her into his arms, but she quickly pushed him away and stood up, shaking her head.
"Chad, I can't do this. You can't do this. You can't toy with my emotions like this. You're with Tawni, but you're acting like you're head over heels for me. I can't deal with this," she reiterated, grabbing her small purse and stumbling for the door.
"Sonny, wait!"
Without even so much as a backwards glance, Sonny threw open the door and made a clumsy dash for the elevator. She pressed the button and leaned against the wall, her legs feeling like Jell-O. Looking down, she saw, to her horror, a large red stain on her khaki pants. She quickly used her jacket to cover up the embarrassing incident as her mind began racing. She hadn't had a period in a few months, so maybe that was it? But on the other hand, this didn't feel like a normal period. Something was seriously wrong.
The elevator DING!ed and came to a halt, and Sonny ran to the shelter of the small room, bumping into someone in her haste.
"Sonny!" the man exclaimed, surprised.
"Ryan?"
"Yeah! I was just coming to see you, I haven't heard from you in a while, and I was thinking...Sonny?"
The brunette actress was now swaying from side to side, her vision spotty, her hearing impaired, her eyes wide. Something is definitely wrong, she thought frantically.
And that's when her world went black.
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