Chapter 14

Sonny was standing in front of a tombstone with some flowers in her hand.

A tear ran down her cheek as she looked down upon it.

"I'm sorry" she said.

The chilly winter air was messing up her hair but she didn't care.

There were clouds building up in the sky menacingly.

A sob made its way up her throat.

Her hands were already shaking.

She got down to her knees and placed the flowers on it.

There was a deep excruciating pain at the top of her stomach.

A single tear ran down her cheek.

A rough masculine hand placed itself on her shoulders.

She quickly brushed away the tears with her hands and looked up.

"I thought you had left" she said trying to sound normal.

"Sonny, I am never leaving you again... not ever. I promise you I will stand by you every second, every minute, every stage, every instant, every breath, every moment of my life. You don't ever have to worry about being safe because wherever we are you know that I would put myself in front of a bullet and much more for you. I will not let you out of my sight and I will prove that to you every step of the way incessantly. I idolize, venerate, worship, love and devote myself to you endlessly" said a voice that sounded much too old for his eighteen years.

He brushed his fingers across her cheek.

"Oh, Chad..."

"Shhh..." he said as he put his finger on her mouth to silence her. "Time for talking is over" he said with an evil smile.

He bent down and softly caressed her lips with his own.

For a second neither moved until Sonny lifter her own mouth to passionately kiss his only to receive a response much stronger from him that caught her breath with such intensity.

"I've wanted to do for such a long time" he said, his face serious now and no playfulness left in as Sonny thought she had caught sight of some extra wateriness in his eyes.

His eyes looked as if the eyes of someone who had seen so much horribleness in the world and received so little joy until now.

As if he were looking into the eyes of his entire world and it were hanging by a single thread.

So precious, so delicate.

As if he were scared to believe it real for the disappointment that would come along if it weren't would be heart-shattering and so hopelessly unfixable.

"Is that white hair?"

"No," he said smiling "It's simply a highlight" he said as he put his head a bit sideways.

Sonny laughed.

"I'm pretty sure that's a white hair right there" she said playfully.

"It's not" Chad said as he took her hand and they started walking out of the cemetery.

"You know, it is possible to get white hair from a lot of stress, even if you are young" she carried on.

"Sure, Sonny, let it be a white hair" he said smiling.

"I know it is" she said laughing so more and leaving behind a solitary tombstone of a peculiar blond who owned a buggy and had given her life to save what many would call "the greatest actor of our generation".

END.