The moment I reached the bottom of the stairs, my heart stopped.
What lay before me was Tails, a bloody one.
One with a huge, big, horrific, puddle of blood around it.
A knife, snug tight in his hand.
And a me, standing, and not picking up a phone to dial 911.
Cause it was that bad.
"TAILS,"
No reply.
And I didn't expect one.
A knock.
I turned towards the door, looking through the hole, right in the middle. It was Amy.
I didn't dare open it.
I grabbed the phone, and dialed 911.
'Please, please, please, answer.'
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Erm... c-can I get an ambulance?"
"Yes, but, what's the problem?"
"My-my brother erm.."
"Committed suicide..?"
"Holy. We'll be there soon."
"Thanks"
"Anytime"
I set down the phone, daring to look at Tails again. Oh... what had I done?
As the soft sound of sirens entered my hearing, the pounding on the door grew louder.
And louder.
And I didn't dare open it.
"SONIC, OPEN UP!"
I had to.
I grabbed the knob.
And saw a pink Hedgehog.
And as she looked at what was left of my brother.
She did not move a muscle.
Mobians and Humans dressed in scrubs pushed Amy and me out of the way, and quickly grabbed Tails.
I looked at them.
I looked at Tails.
And I felt a ball of guilt set in my abdomen.
"This is all because of me..."
-/-/-Okay so if you couldn't tell already, these chapters are meant to be short. Alright? Have a swell night.

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In The Name of Love
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