Authors Note.

Thanks to the people who read this. I honestly DID NOT think it was any good.. So thanks!

Disclaimer- I do not own SWAC or Christina Aguilera.. Bummer.

Oh PS. I know people asked about me repeting. I didnt like the way i added it i wanted to write more. And i thought i left off at a diffrent place.

This probably sounds confusing.

So sorry for repeting. Enjoy.

Chapter 2-

Keeps Gettin' Better

Hold on

Keeps gettin' Better

Nobody ever knew what was going on.

He was great at keeping his little secret. I always thought when people saw my bruises they would know.

As I got older, I realized that nobody was ever going to find out.

He would mostly hit me in the stomach because my clothinng would hide it.

He was the worst when it got colder. He would hit my arms, kick my legs, and I would be wearing long sleeve shirts and jeans anyway so nobody would know.

I never told anyone. Except for Lucy one day when I was about 11.

I was limping to the bus stop. The night before my dad kicked me right in the shin. I told my mom I fell down the steps. When I got to the bus stop I saw Lucy.

"Sonny!" She screamed. "What happened?"

That was the last straw. I couldn't take it anymore. That was my breaking point.

I didnt want to hide it. All the crying and pain made me snap.

I sat down and started sobbing.

I told her everything.

I started from the very beginning. I told her about how nobody knew, I showed her my bruises and scars, and I told her she wasn't allowed to tell anyone.

"Lucy," I said my voice cracking."Please don't tell anyone. I know you just care about me and don't want me to get hurt.. But.. Im not ready to tell anyone yet."

She didn't yell at me about how I shouldn't keep this secret.

She just let me cry in her lap.

Which was good enough for me.

When the bus finally came we sat down as if nothing happened.

Once when I was 12, my dad got another job.

"Sonny your father just got another job. Ill be working late twice a week so he can make up for being lazy." She laughed, I smiled.

I thought things would get better since he wasnt there most the time. But as usual I was wrong.

I came home one day to my dad on the couch sleeping. Yes. Hes asleep! I slowly walked upstairs keeping as quiet as I could.. maybe just maybe hed stay alseep until my mom got home.

As I walked up the steps I tripped. Cursing at myself I looked toward the couch to see my dad stand up.

"Sonny your home." He said grinning. "Come give your dad a hug."

I slowly walked towards him.I know its stupid but if i tried to run.. I didnt even want to think about it.

"I saw what you did," He said walking toward me. I swallowed hard. Usually he would just slap me or something for being late. He was never this dramatic about it.

I didnt give him an answer.

"Do you know what I'm talking about?" He sounded angry. He clenched his fists. He grabbed my shoulders.

"I asked you a question!" His voice roared in my ears. I closed my eyes when I felt myself tearing up.

He punched me as hard as he could into my stomach. It knocked the wind out of me.

I held my stomach. Limping up the stairs.

I jumped into my bed and screamed into my pillow. I knew then since he couldnt hurt me everyday, he was going to start slapping, punching, kicking, me or whatever harder.

"Ugh. This homework is so hard!"Lucy said to me the next day. My mom was home doing the laundry downstairs.

"No! It's easy. Were you paying attention today?" I asked laughing.

"Maybe." She said laughing. "You're in a good mood."

"Well my dads not home today. So duh I'm in a good mood!"

"Oh yeah! How's your.. uh.. stomach?" She asked, her voice getting softer.

"Well its better. I just hope he hits me in the arm or leg tomorrow. I don't want it to get worse."

I heard a thud in front of my room. I looked up to see my mom tearing up. My jaw dropped.

"Sonny what was that?" Lucy asked concerned.

"I have to go." I hung up. I ran to my mom who was now on the floor sobbing.

I sat there hugging her telling her it would be ok. How could I not tell her? Why did I do this to her?

I checked the clock. My dad wouldn't be home for another 3 hours. Thank god.

"Sonny?" My mom asked wiping her eyes. "We have to get out of here. I'm so sorry. I should've seen this coming. You always ignored him at dinner. You weren't as close with him. It never crossed my mind."

"No. Mom I should've told you!" We looked at each other for awhile.

"We are leaving." She said. "Today."

She stood up and went to my closet. She grabbed my suitcase and put it on my bed.

"Pack as much as you can. We're going to your grandmas." I looked at her. I smiled with tears in my eyes.

I hugged her and started packing. It was the first time I cried with joy. When my mother and I were finished we got into the car. I looked back at my house.

Things were going to get better. For now anyway.

My grandmother didn't live to far away. It was about a 10-minute drive. I was glad I could still go to the same school with Lucy. When we got there I ran inside. I hugged my grandmother.

"Oh. Well this is a surprise!" She said grinning.

"Sonny." My mom said. "Go watch TV. I need to talk to your grandmother."

I knew she was talking to her about me.

I didn't care.

I knew my grandma would let us stay here. I heard my mom in the kitchen start to cry. My grandmother did too.

They walked out came and hugged me.

My mom made a phone call to the police and they arrested my dad.

A few days later a woman came to the house. My mom told me she was going to ask me some questions and to tell her the absolute truth. Everyone went upstairs except for this lady and me.

"Hello Sonny. My name is Mrs. Williams."

She smiled. I smiled too.

Ever since my dad started hurting me I've been uncomfortable with new people around me.

She touched my arm. I flinched.

"I'm not going to hurt you sweetie." She said. I relaxed and sat down.

"I want you to tell me about when your dad started hurting you." That was the first time anyone asked me that.

I started crying. I told her everything. I didn't leave anything out.

She asked me about my mom too. I guess she wanted to know if my mom had anything to do with it. I made sure she knew that my mom had no idea.

Once Mrs. Williams left, I called Lucy. She was so happy I was safe. We were offered to go back home since my dad was gone, but my mother and I knew it would be too hard for us.

I got therapy for 2 years. Everyday just kept getting better.

I knew my life was never going back to the way it was.

I liked being happy. I started watching this show called So Random.

I loved the idea of making my own sketches. So one day I wrote one.

Lucy thought it was really funny so I preformed it for her and her camera.

She posted it on the Internet. Lots of people watched my video. I loved making people laugh. It made me forget about everything.

"Sonny!" Lucy said excitedly. "Your videos have been watched by over 1 million people!"

"Really?" I asked nearly shouting. We started jumping up and down.

"Sonny? Where are you?"

"Yeah mom?" I asked.

"Oh here you are. Someone's on the phone for you. Do you know a Marshall Pike?"

"Uhh. No. I'll talk to him though." I took the phone from my mom.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hello? Sonny Monroe? This is Marshall Pike. I am the producer for the comedy show So Random."

Authors Note.

Thanks for reviewing, the small few of you. Ill get back to writing this tonight. Il add tommorow.

Leave me thoughts..

Not to mean though! :)

~Kayyyla.