I'm back and hope you guys are ready for a chapter. Cuz here's one now. Enjoy : )

I do not own Sonny With A Chance.

***Allison's POV***

I woke up in my bed and in my pajamas.

"How'd I get here?" I whispered.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

I started screaming, when I saw Lola in front of me.

She was glaring at me too.

After finally I stopped screaming and finally caught my breathe, I started to speak.

"Why would you do that?" I asked with my hand on my chest.

"Is there something you wanna talk about, that you couldn't tell me?" Lola asked glaring.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"I'm talking about the cuts on your wrist. That's what I'm talking about." Lola asked.

I looked at wrist my braclets are off and that revealed my cuts.

"Allison why are there cuts on your wrist?" Lola asked.

"I-I m-made them." I said stuttering.

"For what?" Lola asked. She had venom in every word.

"To take away the pain and stress." I answered.

"Why couldn't you talk to me about it? I was always here. What about when I'm not here, do you still do that?" Lola asked upset.

"I just started." I said.

"When's started?" Lola asked.

"Yesterday." I answered.

"How does cutting help? I know it hurts when you do it, but tell me what stress does it take away." Lola said.

"Everything." I answered.

Lola stared at me.

"I don't believe this." Lola mumured and sat in her chair.

"Lola what do you expect me to do?" I asked.

"I expect you to talk to me...n-not harm your body." Lola said.

"Why do you think that? Huh..because you're not the one who's scared of everything. Well let me tell you something, You. Will, Never. Understand. Your grandpa didn't get taken away from you by cancer. Your grandma didn't commit suicide. You know how to eat, drink, play, you know what a car is or a cell phone. Then I'm suppose to be adopted and don't know no one there. Your parents wanted you and kept you. Mines didn't. For God's sake you know how to eat a hamburger or anything else. You have friends outside of here, I don't. You have siblings, you have a family. You've dated before. You had your first kiss. You watch tv, you go to school, you can go to school and not have a disorder. You wouldn't be made fun of because you never seen a hamburger before...you have everything that I want to do. YOU DON'T HAVE A DISORDER OF BEING SCARED AND YOU EXPECT ME TO TELL YOU EVERYTHING!" I said screaming towards the end of my speech.

"Allison...I'm sorry. I didn't think of it on your part." Lola said hugging me.

I cried in her chest.

"You'll never understand what it's like." I said sniffling.

I felt tears prick at my eyes. Lola squeezed me tighter.

"You have be strong. I know it's because of what you're going through but you need to try and be brave." Lola said.

I snuggled in her chest more.

"Today Portlyn is gonna take you to a school and show you around. Then you and her come here and hang out until she has to leave." Lola said.

I nodded and she let me go.

I took a shower and then dressed in brown skinny jeans, a white tank top, a black military jacket, and black ankle boots.

While combing my hair, Portlyn came in my room.

"Hi Ally." Portlyn said.

"Hi." I answered.

Portlyn looked around my room and smiled.

"Wow I didn't know your family was rich." Portlyn said.

I smiled weakly.

"What's wrong?" Portlyn asked.

"Nothing." I whispered.

"Tell me." Portlyn said.

"It's nothing really. Let's just go and the faster we get done, the faster we can come home." I said standing up.

She nodded and gasped.

"What happened to your wrist?" Portlyn asked.

"It was a mistake that won't happen again." I answered.

"You were cutting yourself weren't you?" Portlyn asked.

I nodded.

"Don't worry Lola knows and I'm gonna stop." I said.

She nodded.

***That's a chapter for today. I know it's short but I'll update tomorrow.***

Demz is out.