Please Remember me and don't forget me...

Day 70

Running used to clear my head. Now I'm just reminded about Amy and how I used to have a bit more company...

I've arrived.

I don't even know if she's home, though it's Tuesday. That's the day she was planning to meet Dexter. What kind of name is Dexter? That sounds like a dog name.
I shake my head before stepping onto her doormat and knocking at the front door.

She opens the door and she's wearing a pale pink dress with white daisies and a matching bandana. Pretty. But that word doesn't seem to be good enough.
My cheeks start to heat up and it feels like my heart is doing loops around Mobius.

She just glares, looking at me she's still holding the probably preparing to slam it in my face.
I lift up the roses to her face, her look softens.

"Ames I'm sorry..."

She cracks the door open slightly more before taking the roses. Content the pink hedgehog closes her eyes as she brings the flowers to her nose inhaling their aroma happily. I take that as a sign she forgives me.

"I heard you broke up with Sally."
"Where did you hear that from?"
"Manic..." Amy answers slowly as her jade eyes look at me.
"Actually she broke up with me."
"I'm sorry..."
"Don't be..." I can't help stare in her eyes but would turn my view to the roses planted outside her house if I looked any longer at her I think I would explode. I swing my body back and forth as if to fill the silence.

"He's not answering my messages he's probably running late..." I could hear her fiddling with the pink rose petals, "would you like to come in?"
My tail began to wag quickly I would lean on the wall to turn my body from her view. I don't think she noticed. I hope she didn't.
"Y-yeah, sure, I'm not busy." I tried to respond in a cool tone but ended up stuttering, which left me feeling stupid. Which instantly made my tail stop wagging she stood to the side, allowing me to come in.

I get up from my position before beginning to walk inside. She shuts the door behind me and prepared a vase for the roses. I would just watch her quietly, placing my hands in my jean's pockets. This allowed me to fiddle with my hands privately. Why did I feel so nervous it's just Ames...

She offers me a tea but I decline and ask for a water instead.

"So..." I begin as she sits down on the singular pink couch and I sit down on the long pink couch beside her.
"So..."
"Where are you both planning to go today?"
"Well I barely know him, so we're going to a cafe together"
I can't help but be surprised. I thought Amy would be more selective who she went on a date with.

I think she was expecting me to respond but once I didn't she began sipping her tea.
"What time was he supposed to be here?'
"Well he's a doctor, so I think he's just lost track of time..."
That doesn't seem like a good sign, so I ask again.
"What time?"
"2:00"
"Ames, that's already one hour and fourty something minutes."
"Fourty two, actually..."
"Well, did you message him?"
"Yes, but he didn't respond,"
"Why are you still waiting?"
She shrugs without a change of facial expression, "I don't know. Maybe he might come."
I frown. I can't help but wonder if she waited this long for me on dates, too.

***

I was getting dressed for me and Ames' date. But I felt my palms get sweaty, and my heart was racing. It felt like I was going to die. My cheeks burned with the thought of me and Amy going on a date.

I hadn't even got dressed. I was stuck in bed. I couldn't - wouldn't get up.

Before I knew it, I was stuck like this for who knows how long. I tried to rationalise that it was because I didn't like Ames that way. It's because I liked Sally. Because I didn't feel the same way about the pink hedgehog. Because it was Amy.

But I wish I had been braver.

***
I drink the last bit of water because my face begins to burn. "Hey Ames..." I start before taking a deep breath. My heart feels like it could bounce right out of my chest. "He's not here anyways, so maybe me an-"

Abruptly, there was a knock on the door and Amy's ears perked up and eyes lit up. She shot up quickly to answer the door it was Dexter... I could tell. Ames seemed relieved she was right. It felt as though however what I was about to ask didn't seem to matter any more.

"Sonikku?"
My ears perked up and immediately looked up so my eyes met hers.
"Do you mind locking the door after you leave? I have a spare key anyways."
I'd nod not knowing how else to react and like that she was gone. It was quiet... I scream into a pillow out of frustration. Gosh I'm stupid... I'm so stupid.

Placing the pillow back down I notice something. Something hard stuck between the couch cusions I squeeze my hand through the gap. It's really wedged in so I tugged at it until it finally wiggled out. It's a diary...