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Operation: Get rid of Hannah

(SPOV) Sonny

Even though I had just been threatened, my mind flooded with thoughts of my pure, innocent, mother. When I asked Portlyn what happened to her, she only looked down.

"Portlyn…My mother?" I asked once again, in an irritated tone that did not sound so sunny. She looked up, and her facial expression was full of pain.

"Sonny…Your mom is in a coma, and the doctors don't know if she'll wake up. They're saying it doesn't look well…" She said softly. I practically went into shock.

"No…That can't be…" I said, obviously in denial.

"Sorry Sonny." Portlyn said quietly as she handed me a tissue to wipe some stray tears off my cheek.

"Hannah did this!" I shrieked as I began to burst into tears. Portlyn put her hand on my good arm, not wanting to injure me more with a hug.

"And she will do more. We aren't safe anymore, you heard her." Portlyn said as she sighed. I looked up at Portlyn, tears still streaking down my face as I pictured my mother, in a room similar to mine, her body lifeless. Then, I pictured myself in my mother's position, but worse. I shuddered.

"That can't happen! We have to get rid of her now! This is no longer for my jealousy, but for our safety!" I cried.

"Of course we have to get rid of her. And to do such, we need to have everything perfect. We now know she is murderous. And that would be a big score for her. Now, what gives her the power, in which no one would believe she would harm someone?" Portlyn ranted on.

"Well, there's Chad, because anyone who's dating him is a 'sweetheart'. At least that's what Tween Weekly says…Plus, she is perfect, if we could just have her explode, they would see who she really is! It could be possible that they believe us!" I whispered, frightened that Hannah might hear, like she heard our last plot.

"That's good…You see, we can't do most of our other plan from before since she knows that the emails would be from us, but she can't stop Chad from thinking well of your new look, and becoming jealous of Nick. Plus, It can't be that hard to catch her exploding at us…And Santiago will make an outrage of it!" she replied, seeming to be very excited for our newest scheme.

I for one was still heartbroken, thinking of my mother. I felt it inside me that she wanted me to do the right thing by getting Hannah caught for the pain she caused us. There might be a possibility that I may never hear my mother call my name, or see her smile that lights up even my rainiest days…And anyone who did that to Alison Alexandra Monroe, would surely get what was coming for them.

"Yeah." I said at my best attempt to smile. She noticed it was fake right away and looked down. She understood what was running through my mind and most-likely felt bad about being so happy when a tragedy occurred.

"Well, um. I think that I should stay the night here, with you. So we can plan thoroughly, and… I honestly don't think I can leave you after what Hannah did. You never know if she'll try to pull something like this again!" Port said sincerely.

I smiled and nodded in return. Having Portlyn here may take my mind off some disturbing things.

"Okay, well I'm gonna go call my mom, to let her know." She said quietly, leaving me by myself.

When she left, I must have lost some brain cells or something because I pulled my phone off the side counter and dialed a semi-familiar number. It rang for a few minutes, until a cocky, cute, and slightly egotistical voice answered.

"CDC, Also known as the famous Chad Dylan Cooper speaking!"

"C…had?" I asked softly, my voice cracking from all the crying. It was quiet on the line for a minute. I thought he hung up.

"Sonny?" Chad asked in amazement. His voice no longer had the cockiness in it.

"Uh, yeah, it's me. Look, I just…Really need someone to talk to, I'm in my hospital bed, alone, the nurse wont answer my calls when I'm trying to ask for a frozen yogurt, my mom is a coma and may not wake up, plus the orange stuffed elephant that Grady gave me is scaring the hell out of me." I replied in a about-to-breakdown-crying tone, just thinking about my situation right now is depressing me.

"Oh, Sonny, I'm so sorry…I really wish I could make it better for you…Maybe-" He sounded as if he was about to continue, but his door slammed open.

"Chad! Honey bear…Who is it that you're talking to?" The murderous witch's squeaky, annoying, pathetic voice asked.

"It's Sonny." He said simply. I heard a slight growl from the other side. Crap.

"Monroe?" She asked sweetly.

"Yeah." He answered, once again blandly.

"Do you think I can talk to her? I just want to apologize for what went down today!" She said confidently, obviously Chad would give her what she wanted. But I hoped he wouldn't! Come on Chad be a man!

"Sure Babe." He said with a touch of emotion and went off to hand her the phone. The next thing I knew I heard a door slam on the line. Hannah was getting away from Chad, wise.

"Hey Sonny! How's the hospital? Nice and comfortable I can assume?" She snickered.

"It's not even funny! You almost killed me and my mom is on the verge of death!" I yelled, no longer wanting to hide it.

'Sonny, Dear, You know you brought that on yourself… So if your mother passes, it will be your fault!" She said with fake compassion.

"No, it's not my fault! You're the one who did this to us!" I said in a growl.

"I only did what I had to do because you were planning against me! And don't worry, your mother may die, but you'll be right behind her, then I'll send Portlyn up with you! Oh, and say hi to that nurse for me when you get up there, the one that rolled over my foot and caused my pedicure to be ruined!" She laughed.

I hung up quickly, and through the phone back on the counter. Just that moment, Portlyn came back.

"Hey Sonny, sorry it took a while! My mom wasn't home, so I had to call like all of her cell phones to see which one she brought with her out." She explained.

"Wait…How many phones does she have?" I asked, puzzled.

"About 12, more than Chad! Even though he just got like 3 more phones." She said in a joking tone, I laughed with her. It was good to not be dreading the whole mother thing, I mean, she could survive.

I was debating on whether I should tell her about the phone call to Chad.

"So, what did you do while I was gone?" She asked as she plopped down in a chair that was next to my bed.

"I um, made a phone call." I said quietly. I guess I should tell her.

"Who did you call?" She asked.

"Chad…" I mumbled, hoping she wouldn't hear me, but she did.

"You called CHAD!?! As in Chad Dylan Cooper?!?" She yelled. I jumped and nodded slightly.

"Yeah and Um, Hannah had a slight conversation with me…" I replied.

"Oh. My. God. Tell me everything!" She requested loudly. I nodded as I began telling her the whole conversation.

"Okay, so lets see what we can conclude from this conversation." Portlyn said calmly.

"Number one: Chad cares…" I said shyly. Port smiled at me.

"Number two: Hannah wants to kill us, literally." Portlyn said, still calm.

"Number three: She killed the nurse that ran over her foot." I said sadly, another life lost by Hannah.

"Number five…" Portlyn started.

"Four." I corrected.

"Right, Number four: She found out our previous plan." She finished. I nodded.

"Okay, so concluding to that, I would say Chad likes me, and that's good for the makeover/jealousy thing, we have to work fast, she'll kill anyone who does the slightest wrong-doing to her, and we can't use all of our plan from before, as we discussed." I said professionally.

"Exactly, now it's time for Operation: Get rid of Hannah to begin, for real this time." Portlyn said. I nodded. It has to be, for our safety, and my heart.

A/N: Hey! Thanks for reading! I started this chapter in the middle of the night, but I ended up really liking it! Review please! Oh, and it's my longest chapter! Yay!