President Monroe had never been so glad to see the White House in his life. England had been dreary and rainy the entire time him and Diedre was there but Washington was bright and sunny, since the sun had just risen over the horizon. Most importantly, he couldn't wait to see Allison. They needed each other and besides the phone calls, he had barely heard from his little girl. He needed to prove that those stupid rumors of her dating Chad were untrue so he decided that instead of sleeping off his jet lag, he would go straight up to see her. Allison was the spitting image of her mother and even though it bothered him sometimes, he wouldn't want her any other way.
"I'm gonna to see my daughter," Thomas said to Diedre, already starting up the steps to the second floor. Once he got to the third floor he couldn't help but be excited. He knew Allison was still sleeping because she wasn't a morning person so he cracked her door open and walked in. But he froze at the sight.
There, in her queen size canopy bed was his innocent little daughter, wrapped around some half naked guy, their bodies only covered from the waist down by her duvet. Allison was only in a bra and underwear and the guy was shirtless, causing Thomas's face to turn red.
"WHAT IS THIS?" he roared, awakening the snoozing two. Allison shot up and jumped out of her bed, covering herself with her arms as the male did the same but looked down at the ground. Thomas recognized his blonde hair immediately...it was Chad.
Something inside of Thomas snapped as Allison quickly threw a t shirt over her head and ran her fingers through her hair, sharing an equally worried look with Chad. He had never felt so betrayed in his life. He had trusted Chad with his daughter's life and he completely took advantage of the situation.
"Daddy, I-" he held up a finger to silence her and it seemed that time stood still as Allison watched her dad's eyes snap to Chad then narrow, venom burning in them. "You're here early," she whispered, absolutely mortified.
"Mr. President," that was enough for Thomas. He swung his fist which met with Chad's jaw, making a loud crack as Chad hit the ground.
"DAD!" Allison screamed rushing over to Chad who was hunched on the ground.
Thomas didn't care what happened now. He was seething. He pushed Allison away from Chad and threw another punch at him, but this time in his nose. He punched him right in the ribcage and then proceeded to kick him with his expensive black shoes as Allison screamed.
"Daddy, stop please!" she threw herself in front of Chad and that was when Thomas had had enough. Chad coughed up some blood and blinked his eyes as Thomas grabbed him by the arm, dragging him out of his daughter's room with Allison running behind him. All he could see was red as he heard Chad groaning and whimpering as he was dragged, half naked across the courtyard. The gates opened and Thomas thanked God that paparazzi weren't out this early in the morning. Allison ran through the gates just as Thomas threw Chad across the cement, shaking his head at the bastard.
"How dare you use my daughter like that?" he punched him again and Chad just lay there, bleeding and wincing as Thomas yelled at him.
"She's only 16! How dare you?" he threw another punch and Allison quickly threw herself in front of Chad, placing a hand on his chest.
"Dad, stop seriously! You're gonna kill him!" Allison screamed, tears streaming down her face as she took in how hurt Chad really was. He could barely open his eyes and his breathing was shallow.
"Allison, you will not speak to me that way," Thomas declared through his teeth before roughly grabbing Allison's arm and yanking her away from Chad, dragging her towards the gates while she kicked in protest.
"Stop, you're hurting me!" she cried, trying to tug her way out of his grip but he just tightened it and locked the gates behind them.
"DAD," Thomas swung his free arm, which hit Allison straight across the face, causing her to shut up as he carried her over his shoulder back into the white house. She knew she wouldn't see daylight ever again. But she didn't care. She cared about Chad who was laying half dead in the middle of the driveway without anyone going to help him. She didn't care that her dad had just punched her across the face because Chad had gotten it much worse. She cried as she sent a silent prayer up to God, begging for Chad to be okay before she was thrown into her room - literally - with every single electronic device she had taken away and all of her windows and doors locked from the outside. She cried as the image of Chad laying on the cement practically bleeding to death flickered across her mind. She should've ran away with him last night like he had proposed after they had spent hours and hours engulfed in their hypnotizing love making. They could've been together and none of this would've happened.
Sonny rolled over on her bed and looked out the window with yearning, wishing she could just hop out of it and run away with Chad. Then get married to him at some drive in place in Vegas wearing her favorite pair of jeans on and ride off into the sunset. That was how she wanted her life to be. Not stuck in some big house with an unnecessary amount of security and absolutely no freedom.
She heard a knock on her door and turned around, wiping her sore face. She couldn't believe that her dad had actually punched her in the face. She knew it would leave a mark but she was too afraid to look into the mirror, fearing that she would be sent into tears again.
"Allison, I have your dinner," Sonny recognized Alexandria's voice so she called for her to come in. When she did, Alexandria gasped, rushing to Sonny's side with the silver tray in hand.
"What happened?" Alexandria demanded as Sonny sniffled. Alexandria shook her head and walked into her bathroom, coming back a few minutes later with a first aid kit.
She knelt down to Sonny's level and smeared some Neosporin on her finger, gently caressing Sonny's cheek with her other hand as she rubbed the cream under and around her eye.
"Allison, who did this to you?" Alexandria questioned. The whole house had been in an uproar since the president had come back. There were rumors floating around that he had nearly beaten one of his employees to death and left him outside to die. But when Alexandria had snuck away from unpacking Diedre's things, there was no one there but the pesky paparazzi.
"Where's Chad?" Sonny cried as Alexandria caressed her face in her hands. Sonny had been so happy yesterday, what had happened?
"Sweetie, I thought he was with you," Alexandria said as Sonny whimpered and began to sob into her shoulder.
"He was but then my dad...and the beating...and he could be dead because of me. He risked his job for me and..." Sonny broke down into a fit of tears as Alexandria rubbed her back, connecting all of the pieces of the puzzle together. President Monroe had probably come back from England, checked on Sonny only to see her with Chad, then beat him only to drag him out to the courtyard and leave him there.
"I can't go on without him," Sonny whimpered as Alexandria pulled the fragile girl into her lap and stroked her hair. Sonny sobbed because that was the way Chad used to do it when she couldn't sleep. She wanted him back. She couldn't get the image of him lying broken and bruised out on the pavement out of her head.
"Baby, I'll find out where Chad is okay? But you have to eat and get some rest. I'll be back in an hour tops," Alexandria kissed Sonny's forehead as she nodded and climbed into her bed, grabbing the tray and placing it in front of her.
Sonny looked towards her balcony, sighing for about the fiftieth time in five minutes as she silently prayed that Chad would be okay. Diedre had came in to talk to her, to apologize on behalf of her dad but she didn't want to hear it. She knew her dad had anger issues but she never thought that he would actually almost kill someone because of it. Sonny sniffled and curled up into an even tighter ball. She had tried going to sleep so many times but the scenes from this morning never left her mind. Her eyes was throbbing and the nagging headache she had wouldn't go away. But she didn't dare to complain to anyone because she knew whatever Chad had was a hundred times worse. She would've taken all of the punches and kicks for him. She would've taken it all. She wished she had defended him better like the way that he had always defended her.
She heard a light tapping noise and looked up, turning towards the door. It was locked from the outside so if anyone wanted to come in they would have to have a key. There was another light tapping noise, like nails tapping on glass. She slowly rose up, pushing the covers off of her and tip toeing towards the window. She saw a blurred face and a mess of blonde hair. But she mostly saw blue eyes, cerulean blue eyes that looked dead. She gasped and placed her hand against the glass, causing the person on the other side to do the same. And even though there was thick glass separating them, she swore that she could feel the warmth and the callouses of that person's hand. Chad?
She pointed towards the door handle and made a locking gesture with her hands. He reached down and turned the lock, surprised that they had made it so easy for someone to come in.
Sonny opened the doors and almost screamed out of joy when Chad stepped in. He staggered a bit but he was alive and okay. She threw her arms around his neck and buried her face into the crook under his chin, crying at the thought that she had almost lost him.
"How did you get here? Who helped you?" she questioned, stepping back and caressing his scratched face in her hands. A long jagged scar that started at his mouth and ended behind his hair was the only true blemish she could see. The rest of them would go away along with the black eyes and the knot on his head.
"One of the gardeners helped but Sonny I came to say goodbye," Sonny stepped back, frantically shaking her head.
"You can't leave me," she whimpered, tears already springing forth.
"But I can't stay here either," Chad grabbed her hands, rubbing them for warmth as she silently cried.
"Take me with you. We'll run away together. I can't be without you," she sobbed as he placed a gentle hand behind her neck and brought her into him, letting her cry into his chest.
"Sonny, its Alex," Sonny let Chad rest on her bed, grimacing when she noticed the spot on her white carpet where he had puked up blood. Alex opened the door and walked in, holding a bag and a set of keys.
"You have to hurry because my shift is over in an hour," Alex shut the door, smiling at Chad before tossing him the keys.
"Chad is expected to leave tonight. You'll go with him. You need to pack and take as much money as you can. I have your food for you but I could only take so much," Alex set the bag down and went into Sonny's closet as Sonny just drank it all in. She was really running away. And she was running away with Chad.
"You need to pack if this is gonna work. I already put Chad's suitcase in my car but as soon as you get past the gates you need to get a rental car. I put the address of where you guys should go into Chad's bag and I got fake IDs for both of you," Alex explained, bringing out Sonny's Vera Bradley suitcase with the matching duffle bag.
Sonny went and engulfed Alex in a huge hug. "Thank you," Sonny gratefully said before pulling away and helping her throw sensible clothes into the two bags. Chad weakly stood up and limped to her bathroom, grabbing most of her toiletries and stuff but leaving enough there so that if anyone came in, they couldn't tell that she was gone.
"You're like my daughter. I'm doing this so you can be happy. But your father will send the CIA to look for you. The whole country will be looking for you. So dye your hair, get colored contacts, do anything necessary so you're unrecognizable. I love you so much Allison," Sonny nodded and wrapped her arms around Alex, giving her a kiss on the cheek before opening the door to the backseat.
"I love you too," Chad climbed into the drivers seat as Sonny opened the little compartment that led to the trunk and climbed to the trunk through there, because she knew that gate security always checked the backseat. She heard murmurs between Alex and Chad and made sure that she had enough room between the suitcases before closing the compartment. It was completely dark.
Was it gonna work? Were they really running away? Sonny felt a rush of adrenaline enter her body as she thought about it, truly thought about it. She was running away with Chad and would have the whole country looking for her. But it was worth it. Because she loved him and as long as he loved her back, everything would be okay.
so this introduces the main pont of the story. this is why its called as long as you love me. im really sorry I took so long but tbh, i just kind of lost inspiration for a while but im back. and if you review a lot the chapters will come faster ;)