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~ Chapter Ten ~

Sonny looked down at her arm the next morning, frowning a little at the thought of what she had done last night. She sighed before climbing out of her bed, still shaking from the nightmare she had just woken up from. Tears dripped down her face as she thought about it, she hated going to sleep but she hated being awake – he had officially taken over every essence of her being.

She shook it off as she walked into the kitchen, trying to smile at her mum before sitting down and grabbing some milk.

"I need to talk to you baby girl." She looked up at her mum, seeing the worry and pain in the woman's eyes. She nodded, biting down on her lip and looking down at the bowl her mum had placed in front of her.

"I heard you calling out Uncle Jack's name last night." She took a deep breath and looked at her pale daughter, all her fears had been confirmed last night when she had gone to check on her.

Her heart had nearly stopped beating when she heard the sixteen year old call out his name in her sleep, sweat had been running down her face mixing with warm, salty tears. She had run out of the room to be sick when she knew that what she had put herself through again had been pointless, and she had actually left Sonny alone in the house... she had actually stopped watching Jack because of it. She had let this happen to her baby girl.

"I was having a dream about the holiday..." Sonny muttered, as a lone tear ran down her face.

"I know you weren't honey, but listen to me and listen good – Do not let him ruin your life, don't you even think about it. I want you to forget all about it and carry on like nothing happened." Sonny snapped her head up to look at the woman she thought would have helped her through this and shook her head,

"I-I can't just... forget..."

"Now look, he did the same to me and I forgot about it okay? I did not let it ruin my life. But you're just going to sit around here and forget everything you have made for yourself. You're going to let him win!" Sonny's heart started to beat faster as her mum spoke, tears fell heavily down her face.

"And you took me there? You knew what he was going to do to me? You just left me there with him, you..."

"No! He promised me that if I... if I.." Connie shook her head and looked down at the floor,

"He promised me he wouldn't touch you, he said."

"And you believed him? You knew what he was and you let him do it to me as well." Sonny stood up, taking a few steps back and covering her mouth as she sobbed.

"You let him do it to me.." She whispered, shaking her head and stumbling further back when Connie stood up and saw the look on her daughters face, she knew the girl was right, she had known what Jack was like and she had taken Sonny there – she never should have believed him, she let him do this to her.

"S-Sorry..." She murmured before running out of the house, it was the only way she could cope. She had always been a runner, she felt the tears drip down her face as she got into her car, she knew it wasn't safe to drive when she was this upset but she had done this to her daughter, she didn't stop him when she could have. She could have saved her.

Sonny watched her drive off and stumbled back into the kitchen, grabbing the kitchen knife, walking backwards until her back hit the wall. She slowly slid down and rolled up her sleeve,

"She knew." She muttered to herself, shaking as she brought the knife to her wrist, dragging it across as tears fell onto the fresh cut. She shook her head suddenly, chucking the knife away, listening to the clang as it hit the floor.

She watched the blood fall onto the floor and bit down on her lip, standing up to run into the toilet. She looked down at the toilet bowl before feeling that familiar sense that she was about to be sick.

Her mum's words rang through her mind as she collapsed down onto the floor, more and more tears falling down her face, seemingly feeling like they would never end. She couldn't believe that she had known all along, she couldn't believe that this could have been prevented.

She sighed when she finally found she could stand, walking slowly to the front door. Her whole body shook as she walked through the cold, hard hitting rain, having no idea where she was going. She wanted the old Sonny back, she wanted to forget it ever happened. She wished she could forget all about it. She would give anything to go back to that day and take Lucy up on the offer of going to the mall, she would give anything to make sure she had run out of her bedroom as soon as she realized what could happen. She would give anything to just forget.