The Fanfictioner

Ch.10: A New Chapter

"I'll be installing this anti-virus software for free!"

Amy had been writing her pain away at a nearby cafe when someone had lost her balance and spilled coffee on her laptop.

It was an older white rabbit who coincidentally owned a technology-repair shop. He offered to fix Amy's laptop for free and seeing how badly she needed her laptop back, she accepted the offer.

"Thank you, sir," Amy says as she sees the old man putting a USB on her laptop. After a few seconds, he takes it out and leaves the USB on the table.

He gives Amy her laptop and she accepts it.

"I am sorry again for ruining your laptop in the first place," the old rabbit says.

"Don't worry about it! The only thing that matters is that it's working!" Amy smiles at the old man before opening the door, ready to leave. "Thank you again!"

The rabbit waves goodbye to the pink hedgehog as she closes the door behind her. He waited a few minutes to make sure she was out of sight from his shop before pulling out his cell phone.

He looks through his contacts and finds the person he is looking for. He takes one quick look at the USB next to him and without any hesitation, he texts her.

"I got it."

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Amy cried as much as she could. She wondered what was wrong with her for Shadow not to like her. Maybe if she was prettier, funnier, more intelligent ... if she was someone else, he could love her.

If she was someone else ...

Amy looks at her TV. Tyler Sweet is on her screen, giving a concert. For a moment, she thought that she could probably be the most beautiful woman alive. She was everything she couldn't be. Talented, creative, smart, blond, thin, athletic, well-spoken-

She switches channels. It's another concert, this time is Hot Honey. She lets it play, enjoying the music.

Opening her laptop, she opens a draft and starts writing.

She had finished writing her first ShadAmy Book "First Impressions" now she had to start writing "Wrong Impressions" the sequel of it.

All her feelings went on that paper. On her characters. On their actions and adventures.

She keeps writing and writing. Tears streaming down her face, her feelings plastered on the screen. Hours passed. The sun turned into the moon. The sunlight turned into moonlight. Many days passed like that. A week passed. Then two.

And finally, she was done.

Amy looks up from her laptop and sees her home. A complete mess. Food everywhere, dust and disorganized clothes. She picks up her phone and sees that it has run out of battery. She quickly connects it and waits a few seconds until it turns on.

KNOCK KNOCK

She had lost track of time. She remembers eating and washing some clothes. Then writing more. She looks at her phone which had charged only enough to show her the time and date.

It's been two weeks.

Messages were flooding her notifications.

"AMY!!!"

The door of her house slams open.

"WE ARE RESPECTING YOU PRIVACY BY KNOCKING!" That was Knuckles's voice. "BUT SINCE IT'S BEEN TWO WEEKS WE HAVE DECIDED TO USE FORCE TO SEE YOU ARE DOING FINE!"