I am so totally sorry for not updating in what felt like years, but I got this virus and my computer and story short, it ended up with everything on my computer being removed. Thank you guys soo sooo much for reviewing, seriously, I was smiling for hours when I saw how many reveiews I got. And thank you guys for nagging me to update. I will update my others stories soon.
Disclaimer: I do not own swac. Oooor Sterling Knight. Yet *hehehehee *
Sonny sat down on the wooden chair perched at the side of the room, her hands folded neatly in her lap as Portlyn sneakily locked the door and put the shiny metal key deep into her jeans pocket. She turned around and stared Sonny in the eyes. Sonny looked back at her and suddenly, she felt frightened. She didn't know what it was, but there was something different, unexplainable.
"Sonny, Sonny, Sonny," Portlyn smirked "Oh how naive you are. Poor little Sonny," she said as she circled the chair that Sonny was sitting on. Sonny felt a little vulnerable. She knew that Portlyn wasn't one to be messed with, look what she had done to Tawni. But she didn't do anything to annoy her did she?
"What's that supposed to mean Portlyn," She asked, a confused expression crossing her face. She felt uneasy as she sat in her chair, not moving a muscle. Portlyn snorted.
"You know exactly what I mean!" She spat icily. Sonny had never seen Portlyn like this, well she had, but only towards Tawni and it was never to this extent.
"Are you alright Portlyn?" Sonny asked, generally concerned for the dark haired girl, who was currently still circling her.
"Oh, I'm peachy fine, Sonny," she smiled forcefully as she sat down on the couch beside the chair that Sonny was sitting on.
"Are you sure Portlyn?" she asked, obviously not believing her words. Portlyn's hair was all tousled, her eyes bloodshot and crimson from crying, her clothes russled.
Portlyn got up and started pacing back and forth in front of Sonny, who sat bewildered and quiet. Portlyn stopped abruptly in front of Sonny's chair.
"Sonny, do you think I'm pretty?" she asked, but in a bitter voice, as if she was mad at Sonny for some unknown reason.
"Well, yeah, Portlyn, you are," Sonny said, thinking that Portlyn was losing her sanity and fast.
"Do you think I could get any boy I want? Sonny." she questioned, her eyes glazed over with anger and fury as she watched the girl sitting in front of her, how she took the boy she really wanted. Sonny paused for a moment before answering.
"Well, yeah Portlyn, I mean you can be a bit mean at times but you're basically what every boy wants," Sonny said cautiously, not knowing what Portlyn was up to.
"Every boy Sonny? I'm not so sure," she whispered and a flash of sadness and hurt went through her green eyes, before her anger and hatred came back. Sonny, finding this all quite awkward, spoke up.
"Uuum, I have to go now Portlyn, I promised Chad I would only come here to tell you that I won't be staying with you. We made up," Sonny grinned, getting up from her seat. What she didn't know was that was the worst possible thing she could have said at that moment and provoked Portlyn until she was over the edge.
"Sit!" Portlyn growled and Sonny sat obediently, slightly frightened by this new Portlyn, especially her eyes, it made her blood run cold. Portlyn smirked.
"Sonny, do you think that I'm a good actor?" Portlyn asked in a calm and collected tone, surprising Sonny. She knew something was wrong by now, the atmosphere tense.
"What?" Sonny asked dumbfounded.
"Do. You. Think . That. I. am. A. Good. Actor?" Portlyn said, pausing after each word, talking to Sonny as if she were a three year old and incapable of understanding anything trivial. Sonny got angry. No one spoke to her like that. She stood up and pushed the smirking Portlyn out of the way. She stopped inches before she reached the door and before she twisted the door handle, she turned around.
"Sorry Portlyn, but I didn't come here to be patronized, okay. I came here to tell you something and I did. So I'm leaving," she said and as she reached for the door handle again, Portlyn's voice stopped her.
"Going back to Chad?" she said in a taunting voice. Sonny turned back up and walked away from the door, ready to inquire her.
~~~~~meanwhile~~~~~
Nico slid down the wall, his feet unable to hold up anymore. Tears slid down his cheeks. He couldn't believe it. Portlyn had been tricking him all along to go with her cruel game. He really did think that she liked him. Were all those moments fake? The London Eye, the sneaking off, the laughing, the smiles? He loved Portlyn and didn't in a thousand years think that she would like him back. He thought he was stupid to actually think that they were something.
"I thought she liked me," he muttered to himself as he sat with his back to the wall on the hotel floor. He took off his signature green fedora hat Portlyn had bought him while they were touring London, and threw it across the floor, which hit a chubby blonde boy's leg, better known as Grady.
"I think you dropped your hat sir," Grady said picking the hat up and realizing who it belonged to. Nico.
"Hey, where did you get...." But Grady trailed off as he looked at the person who had thrown the hat for the first time, and realized it was none other than his best friend.
"Dude?" Grady asked, a bit unsure of whether it was him, or the alien abducting and replacing them with clones had come true. Grady just stared with wide eyes. This wasn't Nico, it couldn't be.
Grady walked over to the crying boy and Nico looked up at him.
"Dude, what happened?" Grady asked, taking a seat on the floor beside him.
"Sh-sh-she dumped me," He managed to let out, a few more tears escaping his eyes.
"Who, you mean Portlyn?" Grady asked, and Nico just nodded. While always watching from the back, not involved in any of the drama, he could see that Portlyn and him would never last. He had never liked Portlyn, but never said anything as she made his best friend happy and he would never wanted to ruin his best friend's happiness for anything.
"She was l-leadin' me on man. I th-thought she like me b-but it was all fake," he said, holding his head down, as if he was ashamed of himself. Grady pat him on the back, comfortingly.
"What did I do wrong?" he asked himself but Grady heard him.
"Look, if anyone did anything wrong, it was that Portlyn girl. Don't blame it on yourself. Come on, how about we buy some M&M's and find identical M&M twins. How about it," Grady said using his best efforts to cheer Nico up, as he stood and held out a hand to Nico to help him up. Nico forced a smile.
"That's the spirit," Grady said cheerfully as they walked down the stairs, with Nico feeling a little more than heart broken.
Chad looked at his watch. A good ten minutes that Sonny had left and he was getting bored. She didn't ditch him, did she? Where did she say that she was going again. Oh yeah, to Portlyn's room to tell her that she wouldn't need the spare bed, which Chad was overjoyed at.
He got up from his sprawled out position on the couch and decided he would go and search for Sonny, he had waited long enough. He walked out of the door and stopped. He didn't know what room Portlyn was staying in. He changed direction and headed to Tawni's room. She would surly know what room Portlyn was staying in.
He walked up and since the room was carelessly unlocked, Chad strolled right in, and leaned against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets. Tawni and Marta were still on the couch, chatting about cosmetics, hair, clothes and other such things.
"Knock Knock," he said, smirking and the two girls nearly jumped out of their skins.
"Chad!" Tawni shouted as she dropped her small cosmetic on the floor, smashing it into a thousand pieces. Tawni rushed to pick it up, while Marta and Chad looked amused.
"Now look what you made me do! Not only will I not be able to see my pretty self in the mirror anymore, but I have seven years bad luck!" she whined , picking up the pieces one by one.
"I only came here to ask a question," He said innocently, holding up his hands for defence, probably thinking Tawni was going to attack him or something.
"What's your question," Marta asked as the vain blonde girl was preoccupied crying over cracked glass.
"Do you know what Portlyn's room number is," Chad asked, desperate to find Sonny now, it had been a least seventeen minutes, he was tempted to go to the police and report her a missing person.
"Why do you need her number?" Marta snorted. She didn't like Portlyn now, the feeling could even be described as hate. Ever since she had pulled that prank on Tawni, that was the last straw, on the other hand Tawni and her had become almost best friends.
"Because, I need to find Sonny and Sonny is at Portlyn's room so hurry up and give me the door number," Chad demanded. Every minute not spent with Sonny was a minute wasted to him.
"Ohh, so you want to find Sonny," Tawni smirked and she finally got up off the ground and held the small pieces of smashed mirror in her hands.
"Yes!" He said, exasperated. These girls were annoying him, you could tell.
"Hmm, well maybe I won't give it to you. You did get me seven years bad luck," she smiled smugly and Chad glared at her.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sonny asked, walking away from the door and nearer to Portlyn,who was smirking like crazy. This is exactly what she wanted, step one of her plan: Get Sonny mad.
"Oh, nothing. It just means that you're another one of Chad's whores," She said, smiling as her phase 1 came into action. Sonny's eyes opened wide in shock. She did not just say that.
"What! What are you talking about?!" Sonny said, her voice raising to the level of shouting at Portlyn.
"He's just using you, he doesn't love you, or even like you for that matter, he's only using you to get one thing," she hissed. Sonny sniffed back the tears that were dying to come out. How could someone say something so hurtful, what had she ever done to her?
"Okay, whatever Portlyn I'm done here. You're obviously insane," Sonny said crossing her arms.
"He's using you Sonny, you think he loves you, he's just leading you along and you're falling into his trap," Portlyn said coldy, now sitting on the wooden chair that Sonny was previously sitting on. Sonny covered her ears, wanting her harsh comments to stop, but of course, they kept on rolling.
"All you are to him is a slut, a stupid, worthless slut!"
"He told me himself, it's his plan, get you to fall for him, sway you away from your friends, your family and dump you, leaving you heartbroken,"
"He's just trying to make ME jealous!"
"I mean who would actually want you. You're fat, you're ugly and no one will ever want you!" she said, her eyes filled with joy, enjoying every moment of Sonny's suffering. It was all her fault Chad didn't want her. The last remark did it. Sonny ran to the door and grabbed the handle to get out. Tears streamed down her face as she twisted it, but the door didn't open. She pulled, she pushed and she punched the door but it didn't open.
"Where is it?" Sonny asked, not moving away from the door, afraid of Portlyn.
"Where's what Sonny?" she asked trying to act oblivious.
"The key, where's the key?!" Sonny shouted. She felt like she couldn't breathe with Portlyn in the room, she was sucking up all the life.
"Oh, the key. Oh come on Sonny, leaving so soon? You're not upset about the Chad using you thing, are you?" she said, walking up to Sonny and putting a hand on her shoulder. "I was just trying to be a good friend,"she said and Sonny shrugged it off immediately.
"Get away from me! You will never be my friend!" Sonny screamed, more tears coming from her eyes. "Give me the key!"
"Oh, you mean this key?" she said, taking the metal object out of her hand and Sonny stepped forward and tried to grab it, but Portlyn was too quick for her and stepped backwards.
"You want the key?" she asked slyly. Secretly, she also pulled out a quarter as well, shiny silver like the key.
"You want the key Sonny. Fetch doggy!" she said, laughing manically as she threw the silver coin ,which Sonny mistaked for the key, and it landed on the other side of the room. Sonny ran for it but Portlyn let out her foot and tripped her up. Sonny felt straight on her knee and blood came pouring out of the cut. Sonny winced in pain.
"You should be more careful Sonny," Portlyn smirked, seeing the brunette in pain and not attempting to help her. She loved every minute of this.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked as she held her hand over the cut in her knee, more tears escaping her eyes.
"God Sonny, you really are stupid," Portlyn nodded as if she was agreeing with herself in her head or something. Sonny, determined to get away from the girl in front of her, ran across the room, stumbling a few times because of her cut knee, and reached for the shiny object which turned out to be a coin.
"Oh, you meant the key. Oh right I thought you said coin," she smirked while Sonny glared at her.
"I have the key here," she said, opening her palm to reveal, the real key. She took it up and took both ends of it.
"Look, this key looks so fragile. I'm sure it could easily snap in half," she said examining the key as Sonny stayed silent.
"This isn't funny Tawni," Chad groaned as tried reaching the small piece of paper that held the number of Portlyn's room number on it. Chad was taller than Tawni but her arms were longer and since she was wearing her 6'' heels, it was almost impossible, even if you jumped. Tawni chuckled.
"You're not getting it like that Chad. You know what you have to say if you really want it," Tawni smirked. It was times like this Tawni loved.
"Stop playing games with me and give me the number!" Chad shouted,needing to see Sonny.
"Say it!"
"Never!"
"Look, whatever I'm going to go and find Nico and ask him," Chad said and walked out of the room to go find Portlyn's ex boyfriend.
"Please Portlyn, just give me the key," Sonny begged, with the loss of blood in her knee getting greater by the second.
"It's so thin. My fingers could accidentally slip and the key would break," Portlyn said, a smug look plastered on her face.
So, I know there wasn't any channy, but I kind of wanted to do part 1 of the Portlyn getting revenge thing. I actually started doing this as a pure romance story, I don't know how I ended up getting into revenge and stuff, but oh well.
Do you think Portlyn will break the key? When will Chad and the others find out?
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