Passion

Chapter 4: Fear

"Amy? You doing okay, hun?"

The pink hedgehog nodded, even though it was painful to move her head right then, as a splitting headache had been eating her all week. If only that were the worst of her problems.

"I'm fine." Her grumpy tone betrayed otherwise, but she turned back to her menu. Even though the very thought of food made her nauseous, it was certainly better than the suspicious eyes of Rouge and the worried eyes of Cream.

The three made an odd trio, but they were good friends all the same. Still, Amy hadn't confessed to either of them what her and Sonic had done a month ago. Normally Amy was one to spill her guts, even if the listener could care less, but this...she was keeping locked in her heart, for better or for worse. But whatever. Amy just wanted to forget the whole thing had happened, and the [very] few times she'd seen Sonic since let her know the feeling was mutual. Sonic had been nothing but a gentleman to her those times, but she could still see the guilt in his eyes, and knew that all she was was a mistake, a regret to him. And he still wanted to avoid her now, if not even more than before.

Fine, let the jerk suffer. Like she cared anymore.

Ah, but who was she fooling? There was still a smoldering of leftover feelings stirring in her heart for that dang blue hedgehog. There always had been, and there always would be. It appeared that no matter what he did to her, she was going to be his slave. And he didn't care one lick.

No, maybe she liked him more than ever now. It was strange, but ever since they'd shared that moment of passion...something deeper, a deeper connection had been built between them, and now Sonic had even more of her heart. But did she have any of his? Did he care for her, at all? Or was she now even more revolting to him? Had she turned him off to romance forever?

"Amy..."

She turned her eyes up from the sickening food choices and to the scared brown eyes of her best friend. "It's your turn to order," the rabbit informed her softly, not wanting to invoke her wrath.

Oh...food. Amy suddenly had to swallow, as bile had risen to her mouth and the acid stung her throat. Not again. She'd been puking on and off, to go with the headaches, and Amy had a serious hunch to what that could mean...

She smacked the menu down on the table, hoping to distract her mind from that...that which she simply couldn't deal with right now, but knowing her luck so far, would happen.

"I'm not hungry," she snapped to a very shocked waiter.

Rouge and Cream exchanged glances, but when they looked back across the table, just saw the retreating back of Amy running to the restroom.

The girl burst into a free stall and paused above the toilet, breathing hard and waiting. But no, it seemed like she'd fought off the acid for now. She climbed onto the seat and lifted her dress, hopefully...dang it! Still no blood. But that made it what? Nearly 8 weeks. She'd actually been about to start again when it happened, and still, a month later, her cycle was not flowing.

That could only mean one thing.

No.

No, no, no, no...not this. Not-

There was another break in her thoughts as Amy had to spin around so at least some of the acid spurting from her mouth made it into the toilet. Unfortunately, this did nothing to comfort her and was only reality slapping her in the face and confirming her fears.

Dear God, not this. But yes...it was true. The puking, the lack of her period, the headaches... It all pointed to one thing: Sonic's seed must have found something desirable in her and decided to stay put and grow.