Author's Note: Yea, been reading a lot of angst stuff. Different than my usual stuff. Swearing.

Chad's POV

Who are you? You're so broken. And so cruel. You're a lie. You enjoy being in control, you enjoy the fact that in the worst situations, you can smile. Because you're Sonny, and you're just so goddamn hopeful, right? You know how to be glad.

You should just skip away though, skip out of your fucking happy life. Skip out and feel my deep pain.

You love me, and I was always right. You're just a sick girl who fell for the charm. You can't act around me, and I even thought that was some sort of sign. But I concluded something else. It was a sign, for me to know how I don't really love you.

Because you're a lie. And you smile, but the glint in your eyes is so damn e v i l.

Did you enjoy it?

Did you enjoy breaking me.?

Did you write it down?

Under your list of achievements?

Who the fuck are you?

Seriously Sonny, who the hell are you?

Because this girl, standing in front of me…this girl that's wearing a smile while I tell you everything I feel about you. You're smile's fake. You're smile says that you knew it all along.

Tell me, who are you?

And you're smile falters. And you're tears form, knowing that Chad Dylan Cooper is always right. And you're wrong this time. Because yea, you did know it all along, but you didn't know that I knew you all along. We know people, remember? We know people, not just you.

"I don't fucking know!" You scream at me, the tears dropping down your face. Everyone at this full of bullshit Hollywood party, turns to look at you. And I smirk, I made you break down in public. But my smirk falters, and my eyes sting.

"Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy breaking me? Did you write it down? You know, under your list of achievements? Was it fun? Was it fun making me fall in love with a girl that doesn't exist?"

You look up at me in shock. "I want to be that girl. The fucking bubbly full of shit one. Who doesn't want to be that one? And did I enjoy breaking you?!" You laugh dryly. "Honey, there was nothing to break in the first place. You're broken too you know. And you were long before I even came along." You sneer at me. And I smile.

"Guess we're both just pretty damn broken right?"

You agree nodding your head. Then you calm down and you look up at me, holding out your hand to be shaken. I looked down at you, knowing what you're doing.

Time to meet each other.

"I'm Alyson Munroe." You say with no smile on your face. Because this is you you're showing me, and the real you doesn't have a smile. I follow suit, breaking a secret, because honestly, I just don't really care right now.

"I'm Dylan Cooper." I shook your hand, not feeling a spark or all that cheesy shit. But I knew this was a start. I knew that now…we understand each other. We get it.

Because we're just both pretty damn broken.