Sonic POV
It's been seven years since i met the boy at the meadow. I think of him all the time. Everyday, i simply wish to meet him again. Everyday, i hope he's alright. And even if i don't know where he is, i feel him thinking of me too. If only i got to know him better. If only i didn't run away. Life's been horrible, him being the only thing that keeps me going. The hope that i might see him again.
Ever since dad passed away, it's been the same routine, day in and out. Wake up, make breakfast, clean, lunch, clean, dinner, clean, sleep and repeat. When did life become so dull. I'm like some sort slave to them, like a rag doll they toss where and whenever they'd like.
I don't like that feeling. Being tossed around, told what to do, never having the chance to speak up for yourself, always busy, busy, busy, locked in your own house, a limit to where you can go.
It was the garden. My limit was the garden. I couldn't go any further otherwise a punishment will be placed by stepmother. And i learned that the hard way. There was this one rule that she told me. It was simple. Obey orders and rules. And i do. I have nothing else better to be doing, so why not?
Days pass by like seconds in my life. This one was no different. I woke up, cooked and cleaned and did other chores stepmother told me to do. Currently, it's pass sundown and they're supposed to be home any minute.
My stepmother and sisters went to town to go shopping early this morning. I don't understand what they could be shopping for that took all day long. And sometimes, they'd bring me with them, to carry their bags. What other reason would they have otherwise? In all honesty, i'm happy that they didn't take me with me this time. It's not a choice to go or not, but fate was in my favor today and i'm grateful for that.
Yet, my happiness was ruined when i heard Amy and Sally's bickering outside the house, stepmother yelling at them to shut up. Quickly, i stood from where i was cleaning the floor as the door swung open.
Sonic: Good evening, stepmother.
Rouge: Hmm... Have you cleaned the house yet?
Sonic: It's done ma'am.
Rouge: And the food?
Sonic: It just finished cooking, ma'am.
Rouge: Is the table set?
Sonic: Yes, ma'am.
Rouge: Good.
Was all she said and then left me in the door frame. I sighed as i left to the kitchen. They were all done, sometime later, i cleaning after them. They were already asleep when i was finished cleaning the dining room, not even caring if i was asleep myself, or simply done with my chore.
Like i said, it's always like this. Next comes me going to the kitchen, laying down by the fireplace, pitying myself for the life i have and finally, the one tear that always slips down my cheek with the boy in mind always come to send me off into the land of dreams.
I just want to have a normal life like everyone else.
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Sonadow: Cinderella
FanfictionEdit 2023: A'ight, this is a real old story and it's trash (imo) and I have not touched it until today to write this, so read at your own risk. I know it's got spelling mistakes, I know it's pacing is weird and there are a lot of odd plot points, bu...