Sorry for not updating! Here we go.
Sonny stepped into the beach house and looked around, tears staining her pale cheeks. "Alli?" she croaked and dropped her belongings on the floor, "Alex?"
Tawni ran out from the hallway and clamped a hand over her friend's mouth, "I finally got them down and you're going to blow it." She hissed. Sonny sniffed and walked over to the kitchen. "What's wrong?" Tawni suddenly softened and noticed her friend's emotional distress.
Sonny sat at the kitchen table, holding a coke she had retrieved, and stared at the wood absentmindedly. "Chad." She whispered, her attention not shifting.
"What about him?" Tawni peeked down the hall and came over to her friend's side. Sonny blinked and rubbed away more tears and finally gathered the strength to muster a smile. She looked up at Tawni.
"I told him," she cheered half-heartedly, "everything."
"Like most-things everything, or everything everything?" Tawni raised an eyebrow as Sonny held up two fingers. She took a sip of her coke and offered the can to Tawni, who immediately denied it. "So, how did he take it?"
"He shut me out." Lies. "He was upset that I lied to him and all this other stuff." Sonny shrugged. In actuality, Chad had taken the news quite well. He was excited, a little hurt, and anxious. If the twins hated him, Sonny felt he would hate her. It would all be her fault. So, she kept digging a hole that she was just barely able to get out of… now. But later it would be too late.
"Oh," Tawni huffed, "Well, forget him. He's not good enough and all that jazz." She stood from the table and rummaged through the cabinets to find some hot chocolate. "Besides, exposing young children to show biz at such a young age is bad for them. Makes them rotten." She explained.
"I thought you were in show business all of your life." Tawni stalled as she reached for the mix and quickly resumed as if her friend had said nothing.
"I never said there weren't exceptions." She reasoned and set down the container on the counter. "It's like that saying: there's an exception to every rule." She grabbed a mug and poured in some chocolate mix.
Sonny finished her coke and pushed it around the table in small circles.
"Sonny, why didn't you tell me?" Chad managed out.
She listened to the gentle humming and scratching noise the Coca-Cola can caused as it rubbed; metal on wood.
"I'm not mad." He promised, "I just wish you had told me."
Tawni dropped in a few marshmallows one at a time. Plop.
"It's all the same to me.
Plop.
"You were scared.
Plop.
"It doesn't make you a bad person."
Sonny couldn't help but think how wrong Chad had been. Everything she had done and everything she was going to do. She was a bad person.
I'm sorry but this was a filler chapter to get this story back on its feet after the story telling. I hope you're okay with it. I know you were expecting a longer, more glamorous chapter. Sorry.