❤ Engaged To My Enemy 🚫 [ SonAmy AU ]

Chapter 46 | 'Rematch' [5]

Amy's POV: 

"So keep your chin up, and live for your Aunt. Just as I have lived for my grandfather." I muttered to him. Our eyes met and he silently wiped his tears away, "Thank you for always being there for me."

The night is still and silent, and only the faint sound of footsteps from outside Sonic's room can be heard. The moonlight shone upon Sonic, who was sleeping so soundly after he was checked by a doctor earlier from Sir Albion's family. And here I was, sitting quietly beside his bed as I watched over him. Afraid that he would have another panic attack when I'm not by his side, I immediately volunteered to watch over Sonic tonight. Of course, my parents tried to convince me not to, since it would mean that I wouldn't be able to sleep. But I have reassured them that it's not that big of a deal, since I have already tons of experience of staying up all night when I was still watching over my grandfather back at his house. And that it is also my duty as a fiancé to make sure he's alright. 

"...."

It's so scary of how much he reminds me of my past self, when I was still stuck in an endless loop of grief and sadness back then. And when you're stuck in that endless loop, you wouldn't be able to realize that it's slowly eating your sanity. And that's maybe why the mere mention of his Aunt's name would make him go back to his child-like self, calling out his Aunt's name in hopes of making her come back. But even though we both lost someone we loved dearly in the hands of death... we still have different lives. And thanks to my family, I was able to recover from both my grandmother's and grandfather's death. While Sonic chose to hide his sorrow from others, even to his childhood friend, Sally. So just like my family who helped me overcome it, I would be the one who will approach him and help him to also move on. After all, I did promise him. Didn't I? 

"I promise to always be here to help you face your struggles. One day, I'll be able to set you free from that past. I promise."

....

Even though I made a promise like that, it isn't as easy as saying it. To actually help him overcome it, he needs to see a therapist. Since based on what he's actually told me so far, he has been suffering from it for years now. But even though he really needs to see a therapist... would he actually agree to go get actual help? I sighed in frustration as I leaned my back against the chair, "I wish he would agree... since I don't want him to suffer more just like my grandfather did." 

Because after my grandmother's death when I was still little, my grandfather quickly grew lonely without her by his side. So occasionally, we would always visit at their old home to accompany him. Although he was grateful, our efforts were still in vain because he still grew lonelier and sicker as the years go by. He would always refuse to take his meds, and if we were the ones to ask him to take it, he would take it. But the moment when we're not by his side, he'll throw them out. And when we found out, I would desperately try to convince him to just take his meds so that he would get better. But then he'll just smile and laugh as if there was nothing wrong with his actions. And then tell, "What's the use of it? There's nothing worth living for anymore, I would just rather die and be reunited with my beloved once again." 

Every time he says that I could feel my heart, break into pieces. Although I knew that there's no use in trying anymore, I would still try to convince him. But he has already made his decision, and that's to be reunited with my grandmother once again. 

So when the hospital contacted my parents that he has already passed away, I thought that I wouldn't cry for him anymore at his funeral. But why is that when I stood in front of his casket with a flower in hand, why was I able to cry then? Why was I able to scream out his name in agony and bang on his casket, begging for him to just tell me that this was all just a dream?