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~ Chapter Thirteen ~

Marshall watched the usually perky Sonny slowly walk through the corridors, a frown on his face as he sighed and made his way over to the prop room where he knew everyone else was. He watched Sonny walk into her dressing room for a moment before turning into the prop room, looking at everyone before heaving a deep sigh.

"I need to know what's going on with Sonny." He told them all, closing the door behind him. He knew that something was going on with one of his best cast members, and he didn't want this to be the end for the young teenager.

"We don't know either." Nico shrugged, looking down at his feet as he thought about the girl he had always considered to be like a little sister to him and a best friend. He bit down on his lip as he tried to think about why she would suddenly change into the shy, depressed girl she had suddenly converted into the past fortnight.

Tawni tried her best to ignore the conversation, still wanting to appear like she didn't care about the brunette when really, not so deep down, she was hurting to see her act like this – not that she would even think about admitting it to anyone.

Tawni slowly reached out for her nail file, ignoring the looks the got from those around her. She did care, she cared too much for the girl she secretly considered to be her best friend. She heaved a deep sigh when Marshall called out her name,

"Do you know?"

"All I know is that her dad moved in a week ago." She muttered, she knew something had happened between the two when Sonny had come in with a dark bruise on her cheek but she hadn't said anything because she knew she couldn't prove it even if she tried.

"Look, I know this is hard to think of but if she carries on acting like this then I am going to be forced to take her off the show."

"What?" Grady stood up and glared at the man, he couldn't believe the man would even say such a thing, it was obvious to all of them that Sonny was going through something at the moment, they couldn't ruin her dreams because she wasn't herself at the moment.

"Why?" Zora slammed the vent open and looked at Marshall, obvious hate in her eyes as her eyes never left his face.

"She can't concentrate on the show, she won't laugh, she doesn't have any ideas for sketches..." Tawni nodded, she knew that Marshall was right but she also knew that taking Sonny off the show wouldn't be the answer .

"Did you ever think that the only reason Sonny is here every single day is so she can get away from whatever is going on with her?" She looked up from her nails, smiling as everyone nodded,

"I'm right! And I'm pretty." She laughed at herself and then grabbed a mirror that was close to her, just to make sure. Nico rolled his eyes but smiled at her anyway,

"Look Marshall, she's our friend and we understand if you have to take her out of rehearsal and off the show for a little while until she can go back to herself but if you dare tell her to take a break and not come here for a few weeks, I am leaving." Marshall nodded, he knew that the teenagers are right.

"Okay, I will tell Sonny that until she feels up to it then she can come to rehearsal and help me out while you guys carry on with the show. She can go to school here and I will make sure she is here for the same amount of time as you." He nodded, wishing he knew what was going on with the girl he was sure was going to go places.

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Sonny wasn't sure how to react to the news that she was going to be assisting Marshall behind the scenes for a little while until she found herself again. She wanted to be happy because it meant that she didn't have to smile, not that she had found herself being able to much anymore. But she wondered if her friends would get used to her not being around on the show, and not want her back when she decided that she was well enough.

She sighed and looked at herself in the mirror, biting down on her lower lip and shaking her head when tears fell down her cheeks. She hated her dad – using the term loosely – so much, he was going to ruin everything for her and she couldn't stand it.

She was dreading going home that evening, her dad had warned her this morning that she wasn't going to get away with her 'attitude' anymore, but she could hardly call what he had been doing to her 'getting away with it'.

She wondered what her parents expected of her, did they want her to love him and pretend like nothing had ever happened? She sighed, she wasn't her mum, she couldn't just forget about the evil man she knew would always be in their lives. She just wanted him to go away and never come back, but she was too scared to do anything about it. She didn't want him to hurt her or her mum anymore but she knew it would be worse if she told. It would be so much worse.

She looked back in the mirror and frowned when she realized the person that looked back at her was no longer Sonny, it was Allison. She stared at the girl, touching the mirror lightly as she stared into girl's eyes, she looked so lost, there was so much hurt... Sonny just wanted to reach out and hold the girl in her arms, until she realized that that girl was her.

She shook her head, she didn't want to be Allison again. She wanted to be Sonny, she wanted to smile all the time, laugh loudly, run around the stage full of energy and ideas. She wanted to be able to run up to just anyone and start a random conversation with them, Allison wasn't going to do any of that.

She looked down at the floor as she stood up, she knew that with her father came Allison and she wouldn't be able to ever be happy again until she was out of his grasp.

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Sonny cowered in the corner of the living room, her hands over her ears, her eyes shut as tight as she could get them as she tried to make herself invisible. She could just about hear the shouts coming from the man she was terrified of, and then a smack, a head hitting a wall, a body hitting the floor, a glass smashing, a rib breaking, a cry, a scream for help. She felt herself jump a little when she heard her mum scream for him to leave Sonny alone, she knew she was next.

She cried out in pain when she felt herself being yanked up by her long, brown hair over to her mum before her face was slammed – hard – into the wall. She gasped and held back a scream when her nose broke against the contact, tears ran down her face when she was pulled back and made to stand despite her shaking, weak legs.

She bit down on her lip as he slapped her across the face, sending her flying into the wall again. She winced and touched her head when it banged into the hard wall, looking down at her fingers at the familiar red she had become accustomed to for the past week.

She looked over at her unconscious mum and shook her head, she screamed when his foot made contact with her face and then he brought it down to her ribs, over and over again until she couldn't handle the pain anymore.

She took in a deep breath as she clutched onto her side, hot tears ran down her face and mixed with the blood that was running down her cheeks from her head. She could taste blood in her mouth and she closed her eyes, hoping that maybe the darkness would make all of the pain go away.

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