So Cold
Chapter 1: Mistakes
Sonny looked back at the pregnancy test and then looked back up into the mirror.
She shook her head in disgust. A lot of disgust at herself, and more importantly disgust at Chad Cooper. Chad used her, and she knew it. Now she was stuck pregnant and alone, and eventually a teenage mother, still alone.
She threw the pregnancy test away and walked out of the bathroom, wiping her eyes. She lay down on her bed, facing the ceiling.
"Thanks for one thing though, God, thank you for letting my mother have to work today." She said, "I guess I owe you that one."
She shook her head again, "How am I going to tell her about this, sheesh, how am I going to tell anyone? They won't believe the truth, because it sounds like I have no fault. It sounds like Chad raped me," she laughed an almost masochistic laugh, "well, I guess he did, but I probably could have stopped him had I wanted to."
She closed her eyes, a cold feeling sweeping over her as she traveled back to that night. It was the night of the Teen Choice Awards. Specifically, it was the after-party at the Hilton in Los Angeles.
The scenes replayed in her head like they had just happened yesterday, when they really happened, from what Sonny could figure, about a month ago.
Sonny moved through the crowds nervously. She couldn't find anyone she knew. Well, technically, she knew everyone there, by face, that is. She knew Connect Three, she knew Hannah Montana, she knew Tears of Blood, but she didn't really know them. She searched everywhere for Tawni, Zorra, Nico, anyone.
Sonny pulled out her phone and dialed speed dial number one, Tawni.
"Hey, this is Tawni, I can't come to the phone right now, so leave me some love and I'll try to get back to you."
Sonny frowned as she pushed by some random people and tried to get outside.
Mistake number one of the night: stepping outside of the hotel.
As soon as her black boot covered foot hit the pavement, camera flashes went off wildly, and reporters buzzed.
"Sonny, what's new in the "Mackenzie Falls", "So Random!" rivalry?"
"What's this we hear about you and Shane Gray?"
"Do you really hate Chad Cooper?"
Sonny kept one hand on her phone and the other over her eyes, trying to shade them from the flashes.
"No comment!" she yelled loudly.
Had it not been for the obnoxiousness of the paparazzi and the fact she couldn't find any of her cast mates, she would have found it cool that she finally got to yell 'no comment' at the cameras.
She backed up and went back into the hotel, she passed through the small hallway before she got to the party and meeting hall. The boom of the rhythm and the lights flying threw Sonny into a trance.
"That must be why they call trance music, trance, the whole club thing gets you kinda crazy." She thought out loud.
"Need some help there?" a male voice said.
Sonny turned in the direction of the voice and rolled her eyes.
"What do you want, Chad?" she groaned.
Chad Dylan Cooper, star of "Mackenzie Falls" and more importantly, her archrival stood before her, smiling cockily, leaning against the wall.
"Who says I have to want anything? I'm human, can't I just help out someone, who obviously needs it?"
"Oh please, you're Chad Cooper, you're an arrogant jerk, there's no such thing as just help."
"Well, if you don't want my help, and you think you've got this on your own, then I'll just go, I'm pretty sure Portlyn's getting pretty lonely." He said.
Mistake number two: going along with Chad Cooper.
"No," she said quickly, "Actually, I could use some help, I can't find my cast mates, Tawni won't answer her phone, and I'm getting kind of over heated."
"No problem, come on." Chad said, putting his arm around her shoulder. He lead her over to an empty booth.
"So where's Portlyn?" Sonny asked.
Chad shrugged, "I don't know. She must have left. Oh well."
Sonny eyed Chad suspiciously, "So are you here alone now?"
"I suppose."
"I don't like this, I'm leaving."
"You're alone too, though."
"So?"
"Why don't we just be alone together? Seriously, why don't you just hang with me. I don't have anyone, you don't either, it only makes sense that we stick together." He said.
"I guess." Sonny took a deep breath, "It's fine with me, only if you can promise not to be a jerk."
"You got yourself a deal, I'll be good." He smirked, "I promise."
"Thanks Chad."
"Do you want something to drink?" he asked.
"I don't drink." She said, "Sorry."
"Not alcoholic, Sonny." He breathed, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, well I guess." She said.
"Water good for you?"
"Actually, could you get me one of those fancy Cherry Cokes? Not the kind that comes out of a bottle, but the kind they make with the cherry flavoring and grenadine." She asked.
"A. those aren't fancy. B. I don't care, that's fine. I'll be back in a minute. Please stay here, I don't want to have to go looking for you." Chad said.
"Yeah, I'll be here."
Mistake number three: Trusting Chad Dylan Cooper to get her a drink.
A few minutes passed before Chad came back with two drinks in his hand.
"Here you go, my lady." He smiled, handing her the glass.
Sonny bit her lip. His smile was cute. Then reality smacked her.
"I most definitely am not your lady." She spat, snapping her fingers in the air.
"Well fine, pardon me for trying to be nice."
"Sorry." She apologized.
"It's fine." He said.
Sonny moved the straw from her drink in her direction and took a sip, making a face.
"What?" Chad looked over at her, a curious expression crossing his face.
"It tastes different than the ones at Buffalo Wild Wings in Wisconsin." She said.
Chad rolled his eyes, "Maybe because this is a professional bartender and this is most definitely not Wisconsin!"
"Again," Sonny exclaimed, "Sorry!"
After a few more sips Sonny glanced over at Chad. She had a dreamy expression on her face tied together by the coy smile on her face.
"Hey Chad…" she said seductively, "Would you go get me another Cherry Coke please?"
"Sure thing."
After somewhere around three more glasses, Sonny was straddling Chad's waist.
"Woah there." He said, a pleased smile coming over his face. He put his hands on her hips as she put her arms around his neck.
She leaned in and kissed him slowly on the lips. Chad moaned into the kiss. She tasted like some sort of poisonous cherry mixed with what he assumed was cake icing flavored lip gloss.
She broke the kiss with a giggle, "I think we need to take this somewhere else. The paparazzi might catch us."
Chad nodded, "Upstairs?"
"Yeah, let's go." She said, intertwining her fingers with his.
Mistake number four: Leaving the party with Chad.
She quickly got off of him and got down beside the booth. She grabbed Chad's hand and pulled him toward the door.
"Nah girl," he said with a smile, "You've got to wait. We can't be seen going in together. Then what would the press think? I'll go in then wait a few minutes and come up."
"How-w will I know what r-room to go in?" she said.
"I'll text 'yah." He flashed his Blackberry at her before walking over to the check in desk.
Sonny walked over to the sitting area in the lobby and took a seat. She sat patiently awaiting Chad's message.
A few minutes later, her phone vibrated wildly.
She pulled it out and tapped the touch screen with her finger.
Her screen then read: "Room 451, come on up." The message finished with a winking smiley face.
She put the phone in her pocket and headed over to the elevator.
An older woman was waiting to go into the elevator as well. When the elevator finally reached the bottom floor and the people exited, Sonny and the woman walked in.
"What floor do you need, sweetie?" she asked.
"Uh, 451." She replied.
"Is that your room number, because the floors only reach to 13." She asked.
"Uh, I think."
"So you need the fourth floor?"
"Sure."
The elevator let the woman off at the third floor, one more ding and Sonny arrived at the fourth floor.
Ding.
Sonny smiled happily. She didn't know why she was so excited, other than the fact that it was Chad Dylan Cooper, and he was probably one of the most attractive guys she had ever met. She vaguely remembered something Zora had said about him being a jerk, but she honestly didn't see it. To her, he seemed sweet.
"449," she counted, "450, 451, finally."
She knocked on the door, Chad greeted her with his blue polo shirt already unbuttoned all the way down, exposing his sculpted abs, and a seductive smile plastered on his face.
Sonny's eyes turned dark with lust before she threw her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, kissing him passionately.
He supported her by putting one hand under her leg, making sure she wouldn't fall. He used his free hand to slam the door shut, and then took her into the bedroom.
He dropped her gently on the bed and looked down at her.
"You are so gorgeous, you know that?"
Sonny giggled helplessly, "Thanks."
He leaned down and kissed her softly and slowly, no where near and rushed as the kiss they had shared by the door.
As they began to undress each other, that's all Sonny could honestly remember.
Which lead her to the final, most dire mistake of the night: having sex with Chad Dylan Cooper.
Sonny woke up the next morning, her legs sore and her head feeling like someone beat it into a wall.
She looked at the clock, it read: 9:15 AM.
She groaned, it was Sunday, the one day "So Random!" didn't shoot, and she was awake before eleven.
Then something crossed her mind.
"Where am I?" she said curiously. She looked around at her surroundings.
There was a T.V., a balcony, a desk, and tacky red carpet.
"Why am I in a hotel?" she asked, sitting up. As soon as she sat up, a draft hit her.
She looked down and saw her fully exposed self and shrieked, quickly pulling the covers up over herself.
That's when she started to panic.
"Why am I in a hotel? Why am I naked and in a hotel?" she bit her lip nervously looking around.
Chad began to stir when she shrieked, now he was almost fully awake, sitting up on his elbow, "What is with the screaming?" he asked groggily.
Sonny let out an ear splitting scream.
"What the hell?" Chad exclaimed.
"Yeah, that's right, what the hell? Why are you in a bed, with me…naked. Oh my god. We didn't! We didn't! Please tell me…"
"We did."
Sonny screamed again, standing up, pulling the covers off with her.
"Sonny!" Chad exclaimed, trying to cover himself from her.
Sonny looked back over at him and screamed again.
"Stop screaming!" he yelled as he got up off the bed and put his boxers back on and stood back up.
"I want you to get dressed and get the hell out!" she said.
"I paid for this room, so why don't you be the one to get the hell out." He spat.
"Fine! I will!" she said.
She put her clothes back on and zipped up her black boots, grabbed her purse, and turned to Chad, "I cannot believe you!"
"What?"
"You drugged me!"
"I did not!"
"What was in that Cherry Coke?"
"I don't know!"
"Liar!"
"I really don't!"
"Look, you can keep lying all you want, but tell me why you did it!"
"I wanted to be with you, and I didn't think I'd get you any other way."
"You are a complete skeeze you know that!" she exclaimed.
"Sonny, I'm serious."
"And so am I when I say, if you tell anyone about this, I'll press charges, I'll file for rape. Don't mess with me Chad Cooper, you'll pay." She hissed.
"Fine." He said.
"I'm out of here. Go to hell, Cooper."
She slammed the door angrily before heading down to the lobby. Tears fell freely from her eyes.
She pulled out her phone and hit speed dial number one.
"Hello." Tawni's voice beamed through the phone.
"Tawni?" Sonny sobbed.
"Oh my gosh! Sonny, what's wrong?" she asked.
"I'll tell you everything in a second, I just need to get somewhere private."
She walked into the lobby bathroom. It was one of those one stall bathrooms with a lock door, so she knew she was safe.
"Last night, I had sex."
Tawni gasped, "With who?"
"Chad Dylan Cooper" she cried loudly.
"Oh my gosh! I don't know what to say. Why did you do it?"
Sonny's heart beat rapidly. She decided not to tell Tawni about the whole Coke thing.
"He's cute, and I guess I just fell into his trap." She said.
"Are you okay?" Tawni asked.
"I think so."
"Is Chad still there?"
"No, I left."
"You didn't just leave him there asleep did you?"
"No. He woke up."
"Oh, just making sure. Did it hurt?" Tawni asked.
"Mhm." Sonny said, "Really bad."
"Do you need me to send one of the company cars for you?" she asked.
"That'd be great, Tawni. Thanks." She replied.
"Stay strong, girl." She said, "To make this conversation a little light, good job on landing Cooper. I bet he's amazing isn't he?"
"Tawni!" Sonny exclaimed.
"Sorry, it's the curiosity thing. Well, I guess I better let you go. See you tomorrow!"
"Bye."
She continued staring up at the ceiling in agony.
"Just dance, gonna be okay, just dance, that record babe…" Her phone rang loudly.
"Hello."
"Hey, it's Tawni, how'd it go?"