Disclaimer: Let me dream for a little while, okay?

A/N: So you all wanted some more Chad and Channy so here we go!

I know Chad seems major out of character but just think about what he would have been like before the whole façade that he was fine and nothing had ever happened to him.

Basically the whole thing with Sonny is bringing up the memories again for him, and although he doesn't want to stop being Chad Dylan Cooper, the nicer side of him is coming out.

And wow, that's a long A/N.

Thanks for the amazing reviews.

~ Chapter Fourteen ~

"Mum?" Chad run into his house, looking around for the one woman he knew could help him. He hated knowing that something was going on with the usually perky Sonny, and he hated not knowing what to do about it.

"What's wrong?" He sighed when he finally found his mother in the kitchen and closed his eyes. He knew that he didn't want his past to be brought up again, it made him into someone he didn't want the world to see.

"I-I need your help." He mumbled, he looked up at her as tears found their way to his bright blue eyes, his bottom lip trembled as he bit down on it in an attempt to stop himself from crying. He wanted to kick himself for being so weak, he stopped himself from running into his mum's open arms because he was Chad Dylan Cooper,he's not a mummy's boy.

"What is it?" Lisa looked at her seventeen year old son, and put the glass she had been holding down as she walked over to him. She frowned and brushed his sandy blonde hair out of his eyes as she looked at him, knowing he was trying his best to stop himself from crying.

"Baby, tell me?" Chad closed his eyes when the tears managed to fall from his eyes, he looked down at the floor for a moment before feeling his mum's arms wrapped around him. He knew he had to tell her for Sonny's sake but he didn't know exactly what was going on – he had no proof.

"I think my friend is being abused." He whispered in her ear, feeling her grip around him tighten as he lifted his own arms to wrap around her waist. He had never wanted to talk about the abuse they had all suffered at the hands of his dad, he hated even thinking about it. He would always lay awake at night and think about what he could have done to help his mum even more, or if he had just been a good boy – he had always blamed himself for what happened.

"Why do you think that?" She asked as she pulled away from him, and smiling at him lovingly.

"She's been acting different and she had this bruise on her cheek the other day and I..." Chad sighed as he tried to think of a way to explain the things he could see in the girl's eyes when he looked into them, he wanted to say it was the same way his eyes had looked all those years ago but he didn't want to admit it out loud, he didn't want to tell someone – not even his mum – just how scared he was back then.

"It's her eyes..." He inhaled deeply,

"I can just tell, you had the same fear in your eyes." He stopped himself from smiling, he had managed to turn it around on her without exposing his own feelings, he thought about how good he had always been at that, it never failed him.

"I want to help her." He muttered, he didn't want to admit to his mum that this girl, just happened to be the girl he had a photograph in his bedroom, the girl she had caught him watching on television the other day, the girl his brother had caught him searching on the internet the other day, the girl he loved.

"Tell me how I can help her?" He knew he sounded desperate but he thought about Sonny Munroe, he wanted to hear her laugh again, he wanted to see that smile, he wanted to have a stupid, pointless argument with her. He wanted her back.

"You're going to have to ask her if she even wants help first baby. You know as well as I do, that people who are being abused will lie about it, you're going to have to catch her out. Let her know you understand."

"Can she stay here if he does want help?" Lisa sighed and then nodded, she wanted to help the girl as much as her son seemed to, but she didn't know if she could cope with seeing another broken heart. She looked into her son's eyes that matched hers perfectly, noticing how much he loved this unnamed girl and she nodded, biting down on her lip.

"Of course she can." She whispered as she ruffled his hair a little, she hoped that if this girl was being abused then she would take Chad's help, she knew that he had a huge heart when it came down to it, he would protect her no matter what. She wished that she would be able to see it.

Chad grinned, running up the stairs to think about what he was going to do before he went to see Sonny tomorrow.

- – - - -

"Chad!" The little boy jumped when he heard his father's angry voice echo through the house. He looked at his brother and bit down on his lower lip, not being able to stop the tears that had already fallen down his small, pale face. He slowly made his way down the stairs, looking up at his dad. He could smell the alcohol on him already and he sighed, he knew what was coming. He knew he wouldn't let the man break him again.

He looked at him and then waited for the pain he knew was about to come.

His fist made contact with his face quickly, causing Chad to stumble back a little and clutch his face in pain. He didn't say a word though, he didn't cry out in pain, he didn't scream, he didn't make a sound – it was easier that way.

He punched him again and again until Chad was on the floor, clutching at his face as he tried to cover it from any more blows the older man was about to give him but then he heard her.. he looked up, his eyes wide with fear as he heard her call his name.

He quickly ran over to her only for his dad to get there first, punching her over and over again, kicking her, shouting at her, he saw the tears running down her face and they mixed with the blood that flowed heavily from her long, brown hair.

He watched his dad walk away and he ran over to her shaking body, he held in his seven year old arms as he cried, begging for her to wake up, he stared down at her lifeless body and cried out for someone to help him.


"I love you." He whispered in her ear before he closed his own eyes.

Chad quickly woke up, looking down at his shaking hands and sighed.

"It was just a dream." He muttered to himself, repeating it in his head again. He closed his eyes and heaved a deep sigh, he was going to make sure that didn't happen, he wasn't going to lose her to someone like that, he wasn't going to let anything happen to her.

- - – - -

Sonny winced in pain as she walked into her dressing room, luckily for her Tawni was too busy practising for an audition she had just got to be in the dressing room, she could finally be alone.

She sighed and then looked in her mirror, she didn't really want to see the damage her dad had done last night but she had to make sure nothing was too bad. She bit down on her lower lip as she slowly lifted up her top and touched the dark bruises and swelling that was revealed.

She closed her eyes and tried to think past the pain for a moment,

"Sonny?" She gasped and pulled her shirt down, turning around as quickly as she could manage,

"What happened?" She looked at him and shook her head,

"I fell down the stairs."

"You seem to be falling and banging into things a lot lately." She nodded and then laughed – it sounded fake though, even to her – nodding nervously as he walked towards her.

"I know what's going on." He whispered, finally approaching her and putting his hand gently on her cheek and looking behind all the make-up she was covered in.

"How would you get a black eye from the stairs anyway?" Sonny shrugged it off and tried to smile,

"I don't know, I am just extra clumsy I guess." He shook his head and then looked down at her, slowly wrapping an arm around her waist as gently as he could manage and pulling her towards him. She looked into his bright blue eyes and looked away, she knew that if he asked she would tell him the truth, she couldn't' look at him without melting, she couldn't think straight when she was around him.

"Tell me please." He muttered, running his fingers gently down her cheek, causing her to shudder a little in pleasure before looking back at him and shaking her head.

"I am fine." She grabbed his hand and pulled it down off her face and pulled herself out of his arms. She couldn't cope if he knew, he would hate her, he would think she was weak and stupid. She wouldn't be able to look into those beautiful, sparkling eyes ever again if she knew how little he thought of her.

She loved him too much to let him know, she didn't want to place that burden on him when she could hardly handle it herself. She shook her head and looked away from him – it made it easier to lie.

"Leave me alone." She didn't bother turning around as she spoke, listening to the sound of his slow footsteps walk out of the room. She felt a few tears drip down her face and she quickly wiped them away, trying to convince herself that she had done the right thing by not telling him.

- - - - -

~ One week later ~

She screamed in pain when his foot made contact with her already broken ribs again and again, she wanted him to stop, she wanted it all to stop.

She thought back to when she was younger, had it hurt this much then? Had she cried out for him to stop? Begged for him to leave her alone? Screamed for him to tell him that it hurt too much?

Had she ever felt this close to death before?

She closed her eyes as tight as she could, willing the darkness to overtake her body once more. She could hear him shouting at her, spitting down at her as his fists made contact with her face, her arms, her stomach, his foot kicked her harshly in the side over and over again. She wondered if it was ever going to end, if this would ever stop.

"Please." She whispered before finally falling into the false sense of security the darkness gave her.

A/N: I have already written the next chapter, so as soon as I get some reviews, I will put it up.!

Thank you for the amazing reviews, and the next chapter is completely Channy based so don't worry about that.