Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance, Ratatouille, Olive Garden, or Chef Boyardee. Not even Spongebob. But I do owe 26 people some Super Cooper Spaghetti!
Alright, alright. To every single incredible, amazing, fantasmic person who reviewed, I shall give you a bowl of Super Cooper Spaghetti each. Now, please don't take a second bowl, no matter how good it is. Chad gets really mad at me and makes me walk around Condor Studios wearing that stupid chef hat. So I beg of you, PLEASE don't take a second bowl! So I did some thinking, and this story has 3 chapters and an epilogue left *sad face* but I WILL write a sequel. I think you'll like the sequel. I need a good title, so as soon as I finish this and think of one, the sequel will be written. Thank you everyone who read, alerted, favorited, and reviewed this story. I love ya for it. Now, before I write the next chapter, I would absolutely love to recommend that you read muffalo829's fanfictions. She's really talented and she's a great friend. I would also recommend Camilla Monet, but ya'll already know how much I love her stories. Thank you! Oh, and I got a hilarious review, and I'd just like to answer it. It was anonymous, with no name whatsoever there, but I'm sure you know who you are, and the fact that you're a mystery makes this even better. Anyway, you asked about Sonny and Chad's second date, am I right? Well, who said Sonny was gonna make it to the second date? Mwahahahaha! Kidding. Totally kidding. Or am I?
SPOV
I walked over to Jason's car and got in, throwing a megawatt smile his way. He's so sweet. He grinned back at me as he put his car in reverse and began to back out. "Hey Sonday, you ready?"
I smiled and nodded, putting on my seat belt. "Thanks for calling, Jason. I mean, I know I said I wasn't interested in a relationship right now, but you seem like a great guy. I think this could work out."
He just nodded his head toward me and drove. I had to admit, something didn't feel right about going out tonight. I just shook it off as Chad making me all paranoid. Maybe he should just butt out sometimes.
"Hey," I turned to Jason. "Where are we going?"
He smiled. "A restaurant. Olive Garden to be exact. I think you'll like it."
I smiled. "I think I will too." We were silent for the rest of the ride, just listening to quiet music. But that was okay. There wasn't a lot to say.
We got to the restaurant and Jason held the door for me like a gentleman. Gee, haven't got that in a while. Okay, I'm totally going to regret thinking about Chad this way later. He's great too. Even if he is a pig-headed jerk.
As the waitress took us to our table, Jason held my chair out for me. I grinned. "Thanks."
He smirked at me, raising his eyebrows. It was really funny. But Chad could've done it better. Okay, Sonny, you have got to stop thinking about Chad! For all you know, he's a rapist! Jason's a great guy!
I picked up the menu and spotted spaghetti. I had to get that! And it has nothing to do with Chad! "What are you getting, Jas?"
He reached over and grabbed my hand. "I think I'll get something a little more bitter. You're already sweet enough." I giggled, even though that was really cheesy. I mean, really?
After we had ordered, Jason asked me about what I remembered and I asked him about how I had known him. He seemed to tense up at this question. But then he finally answered. It seemed like he was wording things carefully though. "We….. used to go out. We first met at a casting company. You wanted to try out for a new movie, and so did I. Soon we had really hit it off, and I asked you out. From there… well, we dated."
I looked down. "Oh. I'm so sorry Jason. I wish I could…."
He cut me off with a shake of his head and a small smile. "Hey. Don't worry about it. You're here now, right?"
I nodded, and then the waitress came over with our food. For the rest of the night at the restaurant, we laughed, talked, and just had fun. Maybe Jason isn't all that bad. I mean, granted, he's no Chad, but you know, I think I could make this work.
Afterwards, Jason drove us to the beach, but we were on a dock. As we walked, hand in hand, down the dock, I looked out to see the midnight water sloshing around in the darkness. It reminded me of last night, and how I almost walked into the water. It was good I had had Chad there to save me. Would Jason have saved me?
When we finally reached the end of the dock, I sat down, swinging my legs off of the pier. Jason sat next to me, still holding my hand. It didn't bother me, but there weren't any sparks, either.
Suddenly, Jason turned to me. "I really like you Sonny."
I smiled. "I like you too."
Jason slowly leaned in and pressed his lips to my own. Now this, I wasn't so crazy about. I didn't stop it, however. Something in my body warned me not to.
Suddenly, harshly though, Jason pushed me onto the dock and hovered over me. I began to panic and gently pushed him farther away. "What are you doing?"
He smirked. "I want you, Sonny. All of you."
I shivered. "Jason, please. I….I'm not ready."
He frowned. "Why is this so different than all of those other times?" But I could see in his eyes that he was lying.
I rolled my eyes. "Get off of me."
He laughed a bitter laugh. "Oh, Sonny. I know you don't remember, but that's never really been my style."
My eyes widened as I took in his words. No. Now I knew what Chad was trying to say. The only thing running through my head was, 'Why did he let me go tonight?'
Jason smirked at my expression. "That's right, Sonday. I'm the reason you don't remember anything. And you're going to be my pathetic little excuse for pleasure."
My lower lip quivered, but I stayed silent, knowing I couldn't push him off. He kissed me again, roughly, pushing me down so I couldn't breathe or move. In between kisses he answered my silent question. "You're precious little boyfriend couldn't tell you. I told him I would hurt him if he did. Too bad he wasn't smart enough to figure out that I was going to hurt you anyway. Whether it be pain or pleasure, now honey, that's all up to you."
I tried to scream, but he attacked me with a kiss again. Tears began to stream down my face and he slapped me, pressing himself down onto my hips and groaning. "Oh god, Sonday, you're gonna be so good!"
I began to struggle and he punched me in the face, causing me to whimper and begin to bleed. A shallow cut below my eye had been made with a ring he was wearing on his middle finger, and he had punched me in the nose after, so my nose was bleeding, too. It hurt like crazy!
I screamed now and he began to hit me harder. "Shut up, idiot! You can be a good little girl and this'll be over before you know it."
I shook my head in protest and pushed him off of me. "Stop! I don't want this!"
He laughed that same, bitter laugh as he kicked me in my ribs, causing my vision to go fuzzy. "You think I ever cared what you wanted? No, babe, I just needed to get laid. That's okay, I'll just get another slut. Goodbye, Sonny. It's too bad you said no. You were always my favorite. You had such an optimistic future."
I screamed as he picked me up and turned to the ocean. "Jason, stop!" he was actually going to kill me!
He looked down at me, shaking his head. "You really should have learned your lesson, Sonday."
"Please!" I begged. "I'll do whatever you want! Just please, don't do this!" My strength was leaving me the harder I fought. He was squeezing me hard enough to make me lose some air. I choked.
He laughed. "Now darling, you really should have thought of that earlier." And with that, he threw me in, ignoring my screams.
As I hit the water, my head banged against one of the poles of the pier, and I lost sight. The water was cold, but I could barely feel it now. I felt like I was in a dream; nothing made sense. But I knew what would've happened if I had lived. And one thought stood out the most: I love you Chad. With that final thought, I was gone. My body began to slowly drift down, down onto the sandy floor of forever. The ocean of what will never be. And I had no choice but to let it carry me. Sonny Monroe wasn't there anymore. She was lost in her own mind.
Sonny MIGHT be okay, people! Don't stop reading! You all know you wanna find out if she lives. But then again, what do I know? Anyway, the review button is beginning to get lonely again. I know, 26 reviews and it still has problems! Okay, it wants to see its friends again. I think we ALL know what that means. Review! And please don't kill me! SMILES!
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