Here it is! The chapter I promised. I wrote it all last night during a marathon on TV, so I hope it's good. I know it's not as long as I'd hoped, but I don't have any more time to write it for a few days. So I made it a cliffy.
Enjoy!
And remember, Jonas brothers 4 ever! :) :)
Sonny's POV
When I woke up, it was raining.
And Chad was gone.
But the smell of my clothes told me he hadn't been gone long. Everything I wore smelled like him—even my hair. How many hours had I spent by his side…in his arms…sleeping?
It hurt to think about. I groaned and flopped back against the seat of the car, squeezing my eyes shut. This morning, when I'd had that stupid irrational fight with Chad…I was a total idiot. I was hung-over. I hoped Chad understood that.
I opened my eyes, finally realizing where I was. I wasn't on the beach, where I'd thought I'd fell asleep. I was in the jeep, and I was freezing.
No wonder, the windows were halfway rolled down and rain was pouring in. I leaned across the driver's seat, where Chad would've been sitting, expecting to be washed in the aroma that was him—sharp cologne, warm skin, and crisp fabric. But instead, I was disappointed. Or rather, surprised. If Chad had been sleeping here, next to me, then why wasn't there any evidence of his presence?
I knew it was weird, but I had to. I pressed my nose against the back of the driver's seat, and took a deep breath.
Leather. Just leather. No Chad.
I kneeled back into my seat, without even rolling up the windows.
My seat reeked of him. Chad had been here. Just not in the driver's seat. He'd been in the passenger seat—with me.
There was a note taped to the dashboard. The surface of the paper was bumpy and wrinkled where the rain had kissed it, and the ink was only slightly smeared. It was still legible as I peeled it off the dashboard, and began to read.
Sonny,
I went out to get some
breakfast. Didn't
Want to wake you.
Chad
P.s. I'm so sorry. About…everything.
My hand had fallen asleep, propped up against my knee, because I had read it so many times. Or maybe a better suited word, instead of "reading" would be "staring." I couldn't take my eyes off it. There was a few words he'd scribbled out, that I was trying so hard to make out. I tipped the note this way and that, hoping maybe the skewed angles would help me read the messy lettering underneath the even messier scribbles. Plus the rain damage didn't make it any easier.
Three words.
Skip two lines.
One word, then his name signed a line below.
Then it struck me. I gasped out loud, and read the note again, how Chad had originally wrote it.
Sonny,
I went out to get some
breakfast. Didn't
want to wake you.
I love you.
Love,
Chad
P.s. I'm so sorry. About…everything.
He'd scribbled out the 'I love you' and the 'Love.'
Tap, tap, tap.
Someone was knocking on the car window. The window right next to me.
"Chad?" I called bravely, but no one answered back.
I tried to make out a face, though I couldn't see a thing through the thick sheets of rain.
"Who's there?" I called, louder this time. Still no answer. "Hello?"
I screamed in panic, as four wet fingers squeezed slowly though the cracked window, as if reaching for something.
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