In The Name of Love

Chapter Three

I saw Sonic stare into my pitiful eyes. But then for just one moment... I felt comfort. I felt as if it were okay. I was no longer scared. But the moment ended, as he just stood there. And I knew what was going through his head. Hatred. Hatred to me and all of the things I've ever done. Regret. Regret in ever calling me brother. And sadness. Sadness that he'll probably never say lil bro again. And I... all that was going through my head... I don't really know. All I know is that I was just crying - like an idiot, I was just crying. Not trying to solve this. Just crying. And worst of all, the word hate was racing through my head like a bullet. I hated myself. But I knew what to do. Before I left my room, the hedgehog spoke. "H-hey."-

No reply. "I'm- I'm sorry for just running off like that." He was sorry? No, no, no, I was sorry. No reply. We stood, staring at each-other in another wave of uncomfortable silence. "Please, Tails. Can we just forget this ever happened?"-

"No." - "Buddy," - "No." I couldn't forget. I said-

I said-

"Tails?"

I got out of my trance the moment Sonic spoke. But I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I jumped off my bed, and ran past him, forgetting about the shoes by my bed. I stopped at the stairs, and began sprinting down them. I ran up to the kitchen, opened the utensils drawer, and grabbed hold of the sharp knife. My hand shook. I wasn't really about to do this, was I? By now, I had probably lost any common sense, because the moment the blade touched my eye, the world became dark.

The darkness felt comforting. The darkness gave me peace.

As I no longer had to deal with the horror of life.

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So... did you guess?