Great Idea Wise Guy

Dealing With Sonya

Tarzan P.O.V.

"What the fudge nuggets?! Why? She's so nice!" Nevaeh exclaims.
I snort. "Yeah. When she's not in a gang."I roll my eyes.
"What?" Nevaeh asks in disbelief. "She's in a gang?"
"Gang's."
"What?"
"Gang's. Plural. Multiple."
"...."
"Yeah. Sonya has had a very-different life than the typical teenager."
"Was she like, abandoned?"
"No. Worse."
She looks at me.
I ran my fingers through my hair.
"I'm not sure I should tell you this."
"Tarzan."
"Fine. Just don't use it against her. Please."
I look at her.

"I found her when she was eight in the woods. She had gone camping with her parents, she had no siblings. Her dad hated her, he wanted a son, whilst her mother adored her. Her father deliberately decided to hike where no one ever would have gone. The mother thought nothing of it because they were frequent hikers. That night her mother tucked her in. ""Good night my sweet girl, I love you with all my heart. Do you know that?"" She told her. Sonya had nodded her head and answered, ""I've always known that.""  Then  Sonya's mother went to the bathroom. While she was absent her father came in. His eyes gleamed with alcoholic disturbance and disgust. ""Nice and cozy?"" He asked. Sonya nodded. "Good, it'll be the last cozy place you'll be."" ""What are you talking about? Daddy you're scaring me!" Sonya's father had pulled out a dagger and was sauntering towards her. "I never did like you, ugly girl.""  She began to cry. The dagger came down but missed, instead cutting the tent open. This was how she escaped. She crawled and tripped and finally ran. Her father was determined to kill her so he followed. ""Leave me alone!"" She had screamed, tears tears staining her face and blurring her vision. He finally gave up the chase when he had labored breathing from cigarettes and vaping. Before her turned back though he said "One day, I will kill you child! You hear me? I will kill you!!!" Then he ran back. A few minutes later she heard her mother's voice and called out, running to her. Then she stopped. Her mom was clinging to her father, shaking. ""Where is she? Where is my daughter?!?!"" She cried out in emotional pain. ""Where is our daughter you mean?"" He continued, ""I heard her scream and ran into the tent, I saw a wolf or a Coyote dragging her from the tent and chased it into the woods, when I found her, she was dead. Her mother collapsed onto the ground. ""Mom I'm right here!"" Sonya had yelled. ""Please don't cry."" Her mom rushed to her. ""Oh Sonya, you're alright!"" She hugged and kissed her, crying joyful tears. The rejoicing didn't last long before her mom released her. And not by choice. She had been stabbed in the back, quite literally, by Sonya's father. She watched in horror as her mom fell back. Her dying words were of love, and then 'run'. She escaped that time by climbing a tree. I found her the next morning. ""Hello."" I had said. ""What's your name? Where did you come from?"" ""I'm Sonya. I was hiking with my family. I ran when my dad killed my mom.""  I decided to go get her stuff and take her under my wing. She insisted she come too. Her father had packed everything already and left. Only her mother's corpse was left behind. "Mom? I-I love you." She stroked her mother's head and sobs escaped her lips. ""Why? Why did he do this? Why her?!?"" She turned to me and asked. ""Why?!?"" ""My guess is that she knew you were alive and she was gonna report it."" We had a proper burial for her mom and Sonya clung to me and stained my shirt. From then on I just kind of took her in as my sister. I know this because her mom is a photographer and forgot to turn off the mini cameras she had on trees."

"Oh wow. That's awful."
"She's in one particular gang now that's hunting down her father. She's the leader of that one. She had to pull Bryony off the thing overlooking the beach for one of the toughest guys to join."
"Why?"
"To prove her strength, to be 'ruthless' she didn't want to, trust me. She just needs all the people she can get to help find her father."
"Well, I hope it's worth Bryony's pain."

We continued walking to her place.

"I thought I could trust you, brother."

"Oh (beep)." I turn in horror. "Oh hey Sonya, what's going on?"
She shrugged, "Oh, you were supposed to take me to lunch. But clearly you're busy spilling my life story. My bad, I'll come back later, unless you want to tell more of my story's." She shrugged sarcastically, "I mean, it'ss your choice."

I hated that tone, I hated knowing I had broken Sonya's trust. It crushed me.
I am so in the dog house.

Sonya bolted down the road, leaving me behind.

I look at Nevaeh. "I'm so sleeping on the floor tonight."

"I have a closet." She offers.

"Done."

-

Later that night I accidentally walk in on Nevaeh changing in the bathroom.
That did not end well.
Especially with her pig.

Later we watched a movie.
With her pig.
Settled between us.

I think he is a bit clingy. I said that out loud and the pig didn't take to kindly to my honesty.

Anyway, I watched Madagascar with her and tried to eat popcorn but 'Matzu' took all the buttery ones! Jerk.

After the movie she lay in bed and sand Matzu to sleep.

I became thirsty and remembered my water glass on the end table. I went to go get and stopped on my way back to look at her peaceful expression.
Then I saw figure on her balcony.
It was Sonya
I went out to the balcony.
"Sonya? What are you doing here?"
"I was wondering where you spent the night. Why here, of all places?"
"Because it's close."
"I think it's more than that. Isn't it?" It was more like a statement.
She studies me.
"Oh my gosh. You like her. Aww, does my bubby have a crushy wushy? Yes he does."

"That is the stupidest voice I have ever heard you use." I say.

"Whatever." She climbed down and disappeared into the night.

I went back to bed, after kissing Nevaeh on the for head and glaring at Matzu.

I guess I do like her.
So what?

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Hey guy's!
I thought I'd give a background story on Sonya.

What do you think about Tarzan liking Nevaeh. What about Adam?

Happy Reading!
:)