|Behind a Silent Smile (Now complete)
Author: GIRYL1015 PM
Everyone has a story to tell, including me. Although it would be a miracle if you ever get me to tell you mine...(This story is not done, I am just starting off fresh in my new story LOUDEST THING IN THE ROOM. But thanks for reading this story too, but starting off new is for the best, believe me.) :DRated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Romance - Sonny M. & Chad D. C. - Chapters: 27 - Words: 107,370 - Reviews: 72 - Favs: 16 - Follows: 21 - Updated: 04-09-13 - Published: 09-20-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8542616
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Hey every body I am back once again I loved your reviews. It really puts a smile on my face.
Anyway I want to point out a review I got it is from;
i kill myself First off thanks for the review,
and hun your review gave me a fabulous idea.
It was about bring Jewel back into the picture.
But sorry I may not use that plan too soon in my story though.
Also remember Jewel is now 18. And in jail for child endangerment,
because she let her parents treat Sonny who is only 15 so horrible all these years.
Any who here is chapter 10 enjoy :D
(meanwhile as Sonny flirts, I mean is talking to Chad downstairs on her porch.)
"What! She's pregnant, she's freakin' 15!" Sandra exclaims at her fiancée while in the Lovato's living room. Robert pinches the bridge of his nose. A little habit he forms during Rehabilitation to calm his nerves. Honey please calm down. He saids to her. Calm down? How am I to calm down when I know of the dangers we will encounter when everyone finds out she is pregos.? She asks him. As Nattilly brings in the tea Sandra asked for. Being the main maid there in the household she is called upon a lot. It was about time I asked for this 5 minutes ago! Sandra snarled at the kind 28-year-old maid. Sorry about that Sandra. Robert saids. Rarely any of his maids quit on him here. because he is caring and actually remembers the names of his employees.
"Now be nice, I know your frustrated but take it out on my maids." Sandra lets out a huff. "Well I'm sorry Robbie, but how can you be so calm about this whole situation. Knowing your daughter that you haven't seen for years comes back almost 2 months pregnant?" She asks. He laughs...but it is sour. "You think I'm okay with this, you think I'm CALM! Well let me tell you I am \not. I'm worried scared for the girl. Becouse whether she keeps the child or not, she will be emotionally scarred forever." "Then if your so worried why didn't you make her get an abortion?" Robert stares at the women . Make her? "I wouldn't that. It has to be her choice, and her choice only." He replies.
Sandra sighs. "Okay, fine but you are her guardian now, can't you do something about this?" "Like what Sandra?" What else can I do for the girl? I already missed 15 years of the girl's life." He walks to the other side of the room looking out the window. Seeing Chad Dylan Cooper and his daughter enjoy the sunny day. As Chad shows his daughter something on his phone. Usually being the overly worried father he has already become. He would have run out there and grab Chad by the ear, and made Sonny come in the house. But he won't knowing even though Chad is a player Robert believes he is still a good kid. Plus he knows Chad wouldn't dare try anything knowing that the girl he is talking to is his bosses daughter.
Tear forms in Robert's eyes. "It's all my fault." He declares to no body in particular. "What is?" Sandra asks. "Everything if I had just...oh, I don't know held on tighter. Fought harder, searched for her longer. Then I could have found her. And protected her from crooks like the ones she's grown up with." He turns to look at his fiancée. "I should have protected her..like the other daddy do for their daughters in this neighborhood." He feels weak to his knees, just like he did when he saw those scratches on Allison's pretty face. That luckily can be covered with some light make - up his maids gave the girl. But Robert wants Allison to wear make - up because she likes it, or because she thinks it looks nice. Not because she is worried about the ignorant questions she would get about them. He slides down the wall of the living room, tears streaming down his eyes. Not caring for once if anybody sees him cry. "I wasn't there to protect her. I wasn't there to save her when she needed help to get away from the cruel mens hands." He looks up at Sandra, her not knowing what to do. She has never seen Robert cry before. "I have to take care of her, I want her to know that I won't hurt her. That when she needs help I will be there. And no one will ever touch that way again."
"You talk like it's your fault she is pregnant, or something." Sandra saids. "Because it is, if I was a better father, she would have never had been in that tent that night. And never would be pregnant." How do you figure? Even if you do protected her, she still could have unfortually gotten in trouble. As much as we hate to admit to it" Sandra saids. "But that girl is mine though, mine to protect. And as a protector, she's not suppose to get hurt like that." He saids. Wanting to bash anyone's face in , who ever made her cry. "But the press they will be all over this once they find she is alive, and pregnant. Plus some of our friends will not be very supportive, about you keeping her in this house." Sandra points out. "Well who cares I guess they are not true friends then. That is my daughter outside and I love her. And no one will ever take her from me again." Robert saids with darkness in is eyes. And hope his little Angel will never be get hurt again.
I laugh as I got her to let me take a peek at some old drawings she drew in one of her drawing book. Some of these pictures are pretty funny. She went up and got the book out of her house not too long ago. I have to say I thought she would be a bratty daddy's girl but she is not. She sweet shy, and very funny. But there is one thing about her she's a mute. I have never met one before. I thought she would try to get me to use sign language but I guess she doesn't use it. Must be a tough life, not having lots of ways to communicate. Usually after finding out a girl has something just a little different about her I would walk away. But I don't want to, she's cool. Sure it's a different way to get to know someone. But it is not her fault so why make her feel like it is? But she is weird though. Because she doesn't even care that I'm famous, she just treat me like a normal guy.
When is your birthday? I ask. She writes 'December 25th, 1993' on her paper. Hmm...only a year younger than me, not bad at all. As my birthday is October 5th, 1992. "You know I can show you around town if you want?" I grins and nods. For some reason I feel like all I want to do is smile like an idiot. Oh, look I am. And I am making her smile, making her see just so happy I am she said yes to me. "You don't have a boyfriend already?" She shakes her head. I raise my eyebrow she doesn't are those other guys blind or something. But hey better chances for me to date her. "I've told you all about me, what about you, what's your story?" I ask her. Like starting with that your some long, lost daughter of my boss. 'Like my secrets?' she writes down "That would be a good start." I reply. 'But we just met how do I know you will keep them.' I read on her paper.
I look her in to her brown eyes. "Honey, I'm THEE Chad Dylan Cooper and I can keep your little secrets." 'No, I want to wait until I know your trustworthy.' She writes. She is one fast writer. "Baby, I am trustful I will never break a promise, you can trust me with anything." I say with that smile that can make any girl do whatever I want. Especially telling their secrets to me. "So will you let me get to know you better after movie, and dinner, and maybe a little fun afterwards?" I ask. She looks up at me after I finally asks her out while taking her hand and kissing it, then kissing her on the cheek for more than a peck. Wow, I am good charmer! I am so getting laid tonight I look back at her after checking a text message from; my brother. But when I look back just like the first time we met she disappears again. But leaving a note in her place.
You may be cute,
but if you want to have fun night with me,
you'll have to work harder than that.
Because just smiling funny won't make me to anything,
But nice try though.
And don't ever call me baby, or kiss me again,
if you know what's good for you little boy.
Something tells me this girl will be a hard nut to crack. And loads of trouble. But I'm a Cooper and we love challenges... And I don't have a funny smile.
I look out my window wanting to see if that Chad boy went away, he did. I go over to my notebook that Chad saw the first day we met. Climb the stepping stool up to my bed. And write the words that no matter how hard I try, can never say them out loud in my blue sparkly journal.
Dear my only voice,
For the first time ever I am getting to know a boy. A real one, he seems very interested in me. I have learned he has 2 other siblings. He been on Mackenzie Falls since he was 13. Likes peanut butter and jelly with a banana smushed in it. And is very funny and has a great smile. And lives with both of his parents, and his favorite show is anything to do with sports. Also he is very nice, with a jerky side. I can't believe he thought just because he kisses me. And then ask me out, means I will let him get in my underwear, and tell him my secrets. As if, I will never tell him my story. But I can't promise I won't form a little crush on him. He is cute and funny, and seems to care about his family and friends a lot. But needs to realize, just because he's rich and famous doesn't mean every girl will fall to her knees, and beg for one night alone with him.
I am not that kind of girl. And never will be, I believe sex before marriage is not better than true love. I want to wait until a kind man places a ring on my finger. And a paster saids you may now kiss the bride. Until that day comes, even though I secretly know it never will. I mean come on who wants to marry a ugly, mute girl ,who had a kid at 15, and didn't know the father. Because herdaddy sold her off every night. But hat ever I rather be single than have a man who doesn't care about me, hanging on my arm. But I do want to be happy with someone one day. I know I don't need a man to be happy. ut it would be nice to fall in love one day. That may never happen. But just like Cinderella I dream big, but unlike her I won't get my hopes up. Waiting for stupid prince charming to come running to my home, and take me away from my evil step-mother's grasps. Then, slip on my missing glass slipper.
I'm going to have to jump in to reality. And realize I have to be my own prince charming and find my own slipper. That glass slipper being finding the place in my heart that is okay with trusting someone, and letting love into my heart.. I already got rid of my daddy. But until I do, have to learn that a single kiss, a single touch, won't make me fear you in the morning. But no one will help out and be my prince charming. I learned that a long time ago. So I'll just take care of everything myself just like I've always have. But, I'm scared something will happen and being my daddy back. And take away Robert and all the wonderful people who have helped me out so far. I am so grateful for them. But know I don't want to answer to their question eyes. And tell them why I was raised this way. Because I do not feel like crying at the moment.
Love Allison Monroe...Or Lovato. Whatever the freak my name is, I don't really care anymore.
I close my book, and cross my hands on it and lay my head down on it. I look out the window seeing Chad on the phone. Could he be my prince charming in disguise? He is the first boy, other than Robert to treat me like a true human being. Even if he thought he had a date tonight. But I could tell he doesn't have bad intentions about me. But that doesn't mean I am gonna spill my whole life out to him. In my world it doesn't work that way. I've grown up having to never show my feeling and I am not going to start not now.
I step off my bed, and go downstairs. I stop in my stacks after I see the woman that Robert showed me a picture off, it's his mom, a.k.a my grandma. "Are you sure about this?" she asks with worry in her eyes. Robert rolls his eyes at her. "Yes I know things are tough, but Allison is a great girl, very sweet, and smart." Why are they talking about me? I accidently trip on the next step down, it queaks. They both turn around. Aw, dang they saw me. "It's okay Alli no need to hide, come out I want you to meet somebody." Robert saids. I come out of my hiding spot. As my grandma looks like she wants to break down and cry...