Sorry it's taking a little longer than it should to update. I guess I've been wondering where to go with this story…I have ideas, but I'm not sure. PM me some.

Disclaimer: Don't own SWAC

Sonny's POV

I looked down at my hands. They were shaking with fear and angst. How could I use this against Jackson? I could have almost killed him. Ended his life. The thought reminded me of what I was. A monster. I had won, but I didn't feel triumphant in the slightest. Why had Chad encouraged me to continue? To sink my teeth into Jackson's delicate skin and kill him in an instant? Why was I even wondering why he had defended me against Jackson? Had he really liked me like I had thought, or was this still just an act? Was he still trying to make up his mind over something? He had promised to never hurt me, is that why Jackson had tried? So he didn't have to?

Then it dawned on me.

"It's physically impossible for me not to obey Riley when I'm not a wolf. He'll force me to kill you."

Had Riley told him to do this? That was why he was acting so strange in the prop house? He had to cover up the fact that he was leading me here? So, did that mean he hadn't wanted to? Therefore, would it lead to the fact Chad still had feelings for me, that he ever did?

I couldn't stop the hope from trickling into my heart, but I quickly squashed it so I wouldn't be more confused and hurt than I already was. I took my feelings and put them to my expression, giving Chad the look. He stared back at me. The moment lasted forever, but ended all too soon. I needed to get out of here.

With incredible speed I turned away from the enemy wolves and ran as far away as possible. I didn't know where I was going, but right now, I didn't care. Anywhere I would go would be a heaven to me, as long as it was away from the heartbroken scene that had my thoughts erupt like a volcano. I could picture some messy swamp become all white and sparkly and some sort of angel coming down and singing hallelujah to me as I basked in the light. Free.

I wasn't all too much into my safety run before I heard soft thumps behind me.

Footsteps.

I didn't dare breathe, afraid to be more aggravated, confused or angry with the person following. I tried to demolish the silent hope that it was Chad. Now that this had happened, it would be even harder than it was before to trust him.

Who was I to become so dumb and naïve that I could trust, or even like this boy? This wolf? We were not meant to be, we were not meant to even cross paths. My life would be so much easier if he had just left me alone when he saw me in the cafeteria. Just completely ignored me. Even if he killed me, it would be better than being on the run. Though, I had to admit, with much annoyance, my life in Hollywood would be really boring without him there to excite me.

I ran and ran and ran and ran…when, finally, my curiosity got the best of me. I had to see who was flanking me. I had run about twenty miles up into the forest, and this person wasn't becoming tired, of course. Stupid dogs.

I stopped abruptly and turned.

So quickly even someone like me would have thought it was blurry, a sandy colored blob crashed on top of me. I closed my eyes, making sure not to breathe at all. The natural urge to do it suddenly had me wanting to. You know, when you tell yourself not to do something but then you just can't help it. I squeezed my eyes shut so roughly, going against the curiosity now. It was crazily warm, almost burning me. It was like fire was licking up the whole front side of my body. Then, I realized that some of the heat was from how my emotions responded to the wolf atop me.

Chad.

I could tell it was him just by the way he touched me. I could tell how he knew I didn't need to be, but he was gentle despite that. He waited and waited. I couldn't move. The feeling of him so close to me after the scene minutes ago was uncomfortable and made me shake with anger, and nerves. I couldn't believe him. In two very different meanings.

I shook my head. I could feel tears began to form behind my eyes. I remember how I thought I'd never been able to cry, but then he showed up. Chad Dylan Cooper created feelings within me even I couldn't comprehend. Attraction, nerves, happiness, sadness, angst, confusion…and all the other ones I couldn't name. How should I act around him now that we had experienced the fist problem in our relationship? The first that might possibly be the last? I needed to speak to him. At the same time, I wanted to so badly, and the other time I felt like hurting him so badly.

Opening my eyes slowly, I saw the sandy wolf with the baby blue eyes I felt so strongly for in so many different ways.

The tears escaped not seconds after my lids opened and allowed them to spring from my eyes, sliding down my cheeks slowly.

He morphed.

Now, this was different. The fact that his paws were on me was just fine. Like a dog jumping on its owner, excited to see them. But now, his hands were on me. It sent a different kind of fire through my veins, and my heart to beat erratically. Theoretically, of course. The way he looked at me had me furious, yet passionate.

Chad opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I decided I should start "The Talk".

"How could you do this to me?" I asked in a whisper. It was almost as if my miserable tears entered my mouth, making my voice as broken and mad as they were.

"I didn't Sonny, I didn't…" He didn't know what to say.

I shook my head once again. "Is this what you meant?"

He knew what I was getting at. Nodding, he bent his head in shame.

"Chad…" I breathed his name silently, but, of course, he heard it. He shot his head back up to look at my sad features. As he gazed into my eyes, he lifted his thumb up to my cheek and rubbed soothing circles on me.

"I don't know what we have." I continued slowly and quietly. "I don't know what I feel for you, but I thought it was something huge. And I think you feel the same. But, after what's happened, I realize that this-this thing we have is completely dangerous. For the both of us. So now, instead of me trying to back up my so called plan…"

I swallowed unnecessarily. I didn't want to say it, but it was for the best. As I continued to watch him, his eyes glazed over with tears. His bottom lip quivered, and he bit it, hard, closing his eyes tightly and shaking his head.

"Whichever way we take…us…someone's going to get severely hurt. And, the plan…" I took a deep breath, trying to quit the sobs coming on. "The plan I would always try to keep to, staying away from you, is the way that will hurt less. I think you should do the s-same."

Chad's face scrunched up in misery. I'm sure I was doing the same. He gripped me tightly, and I wanted to think so bad that he never wanted to let go. I couldn't do this…it was almost impossible, but I had to. I became determined, even after watching him break down so slowly…

"Sonny," His voice was supposed to be quiet, but his sobs were making it exceptionally loud.

I looked at him to continue.

"There's just one thing I want to say before we try to go our separate ways." He smiled sadly. I continued to listen silently. "I-I…I think that I love you."

Those five words had me going crazy. So that's what he thought. He loved me. Or at least thinks so. What if I felt the same? Is leaving the right thing to do if this was the case?

Before I could get into those thoughts that would ruin my plan I shook my head at Chad. I couldn't do this. The only way to keep from hurting was to move on, leaving behind what we had. And what we wanted. Just then, I knew I felt the L word for him, too. My mouth yearned to open and tell him I felt the same. That I wanted to live happily ever after as the impossible couple we couldn't be.

Wouldn't be.

Chad looked so worried as I shook my head, his adorable face so much more innocent and hurt than I'd ever seen it. I was sure he knew I felt the same.

"Say it." He commanded.

I shook my head, not stopping. I couldn't.

"Sonny, say it." He demanded desperately. "Sonny, say it. Please!"

I began to get up. He figured out what I wanted as I started to become free of his body on mine. He denied me. Pushing me back down and laying on top me, looking at me in a way that had me sure he wouldn't move until I said it. I was stronger than him when he wasn't a wolf, so I pushed him to get myself out. He lay on the ground, completely shocked and sad. He got up quickly and grabbed my arms, pushing me against a tree so I couldn't escape his grasp.

"Say it. I know you do, Sonny. Just tell me. Say it!" Chad pleaded with me.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to say no.

He whispered, "Please."

And I ran as fast I could.