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A couple of weeks after their talk, Chad wasn't too surprised that Sonny hadn't texted him for a couple of days. Well, one of those days, he had his phone off, for he was in Northern California with his Mom, visiting her parents. The second day, he still wasn't surprised; he knew how hard she worked, and figured she was just really busy. The next day, he started to wonder what she was doing. Her blog, Twitter, even her Myspace hadn't been updated in those few days. He wasn't too concerned, but wasn't surprised she hadn't updated anything.
A few days later, about three weeks since that talk and one week after she last talked to him, he started to grow really worried. No texts, no calls, no updates via the internet... He knew she wasn't dead; if she were dead, the media would have known about it. He figured she hadn't gotten into any horrible accident, either, because the media would have known about that, too. Maybe she was sick...?
He figured that was the case as he laid on his bed. He held his phone in his hand, in case he were to receive any kind of notification from her.
But, a few weeks later, he thought to himself, How long can a person stay sick? She still hadn't talked to him, and he knew she was at work. She finally began updating the sites she frequented, but she didn't say much, and some of her messages weren't so "sunny", either. There were no indications that she was sick. One Twitter update left him confused:
Life brings unexpected events.
What was so unexpected in her life? Was it good or bad? He talked to his counselor about this, but his counselor wasn't much of help. "Some people prefer isolation with sudden events," his counselor explained. "Even though it's best to get help, maybe she wants to be alone for a while, and try to get past this on her own."
Reports started appearing in tabloids and other celebrity publications. Apparently, they were noticing her slight absense in the world, and also noticed some physical changes in her; neither of these pleased Chad as he would read the articles. Most were noticing a weight change in her, and some even talked about her past anorexia struggle. Even though these articles weren't quite lengthy and didn't seem to be quite as prominent as other articles, Chad figured word would get around about this. A few celebrity shows picked up on it, but didn't discuss it too much. They assumed she would come out and talk about these rumors.
Very few celebrities do that; their personal lives are, obviously, personal. He hid his problems for so long, and if Sonny was going through any problems, he figured she would try to hide them for as long as she could.
He tried communicating with her. He wouldn't Twitter her; that would cause too much of a scene. He tried texting her, calling her, e-mailing her... nothing seemed to work. She wouldn't respond back, and it seemed like her phone was off half the time. He planned on visiting her one day, but was called down to the MacKenzie Falls set to talk about the rest of the season; he figured he would return towards the end of the season. He left after the meeting, which didn't last too long, and the producers agreed with Chad's idea. It was March, and he didn't have to return until early April, which meant he had about a month left until he had to return.
As he left the set, he took a bit of a long way out, hoping to catch Sonny around somewhere. He suddenly felt a vibration in his pocket, and got out his phone. Unfortunately, he wasn't watching where he was going and bumped into someone.
"Sorry!" they both blurted out before looking up, gasping. Sonny and Chad had ran into each other.
"Sonny?" Chad asked. Right as he asked that, she squeaked out, "Chad?!"
They stared at each other for a few moments before Chad asked, "What's going on, Sonny?"
She stared at him, her eyes wide and almost scared. She seemingly got paler as she continued to stand there. "W-what do you mean?"
"I haven't heard from you in over a month!" he blurted out. He regretted shouting out his feelings like that as she flinched at his voice. "I'm sorry," he softly said. "I... I was just worried about you, that's all."
She let out a small chuckle, obviously still nervous. "I, uh... just been working hard..."
"Doing what kind of things?"
"Uhh... you know, writing new sketches, practicing, filming... rehearsing..."
"Rehearsals and practicing are pretty much the same thing," he murmured, frowning slightly. "Is everything okay?"
She bit her bottom lip, staring down. She quickly shook her head. "N-no, I... uhh..."
"Sonny!" They both turned and saw Tawni walking over towards them. "Oh, Sonny, there you are! We're about to start rehearsal."
Sonny nodded as Tawni walked off. She looked at Chad and said, "I gotta go."
He suddenly grabbed her wrist, and loosened his grip when he realized how tight his grip was. "Sonny," he said. She turned towards him, almost wearily. "Will you tell me what's wrong?"
He could see the tears brimming her eyes, the raw emotion that was displayed in her bright, yet dark, brown eyes. She took a deep breath, a shaky breath, and let a few tears fall down her face before quietly telling him, "I had a miscarriage."
As she continued to look away, tears rolling down her sad face, he stared at her in shock. Miscarriage? She was pregnant? Now that he thought about it, they only used protection a couple of times, and as far as he knew, she wasn't on any kind of birth control... "When did this happen? How... how far along were you?" he quietly asked.
"A month ago," she muttered. "I... I was seven weeks along..." She looked up at him, a pleading look on her face and in her eyes. "P-please, d-don't tell anyone."
"Who all have you told?" he quietly asked.
"Just... just you and Tawni..."
"You haven't told your Mom?" he asked, genuinely surprised.
She quickly shook her head. "She... she's having such a go- a good time up in Wisoncsin... I... I can't tell her..."
He frowned. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her, tightly hugging her. "Sonny..." he murmured. "I'm so sorry..."
He could feel her body start to shake, and he could hear a few gasps, a few sobs, escaping her. He started rubbing her back, resting his head on top of hers. He could feel her clinging to his shirt as she continued to cry. He shut his eyes, holding her closer to him. He wasn't going to tell her it was alright, he wasn't going to tell her to stop crying. He had no idea what she had gone through the past four weeks, the extreme loss she experienced... this was so new to him, and he was stunned. "Sonny?" he softly asked.
"Hmm?" she sadly muttered into his chest.
"Did... did you know?"
She shook her head, which was still buried in his chest. "No," she squeaked out, her voice still filled with sadness. She pulled away slightly and looked up at him. Her face was tear-stained, her eyes and cheeks red, her make-up smeared slightly around her eyes. "Ch-Chad..." she started, but took a deep breath before saying, "I... I would have told you, but... I di- I didn't know how, and... I... I'm so sorry..."
"Shh," he quietly comforted, rubbing her back. He wasn't going to tell her he was glad she was okay, nor was he going to tell her again he was worried about her. Obviously, she wasn't okay. She hadn't told anyone, and only a few people knew about this, so all this extra stress caused this current emotional state that she was in.
"Sonny Munroe, please report to the So Random! set immediately." Marshall's voice was suddenly heard over the loudspeakers.
Sonny sighed and looked down. Chad reached over and tilted her head up, and wiped away her tears. "There," he softly murmured. "You look sort of better." She let out an airy laugh. She gave his hands a tight squeeze before walking off, not saying a word to him. He watched her walk off before slowly returning to his car. He shakily opened his car before plopping into it. He sat there for a good ten minutes, processing everything that had just happened.
Pregnant... Miscarriage...
Those two words kept popping into his head. He couldn't call Alex, for he was at work. He would be getting off soon, and they were supposed to have dinner that night, anyway. His next appointment with his counselor was in a few days, so he would wait to tell him then, and his parents... he didn't know how he was going to tell them. He had to, he knew it. He figured he would tell them either that night or the next day.
He sighed as he started his car and drove off. Life really did bring unexpected events.
A/N: Such a filler chapter, I know. But, this idea randomly popped into my head, and I figured there needed to a bit more drama in this story, anyway ;) Well, at least enough to make up for the last chapter, heh. Thank you all so much for the reviews! They really do mean a lot to me :) And we're so close to 100! We can do it! Since I'm still on a bit of a block, let's try to reach for 105, okay?