Chapter 11

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                                          I moaned as I turned to snooze my alarm. UGGGHHHHHHHHH.


Mondays.


I rolled over, and stretched, yawning, and pulled on my slippers and robe. I went over to fix myself a cup of coffee, and I noticed Amy by the stove, flipping pancakes. Yeah, I'm still dreaming, as I rubbed my eyes.

"Morning sleepy head! I made breakfast for you! Do you like it? I have Amy juice! It has plastic dinosaurs in it!!!!", Amy chirped.

" Uh....... shouldn't that be hazardous to my health...", I grumbled as I sat down.

"Don't tell the national health companies... they are after me!!", she joked, with a warm smile. I grumbled in return, I'm not much of a morning person.

"You have some purple circles under your eyes", I commented, which made her blush.

"Yeah... I've been kinda stressed out with the whole 'aunt' thing", she admitted, with a sad smile.

"Well, you still look perfect, as usual", I blurted out. AHHGHHHH!!!!

"You need some sleep man... and some grooming. I can smell you over here", she noted.

"Why are you doing this to me", I pondered, trying to change the subject.

"I wanted to talk to you", she sighed, as she put a pink flower into the vase. Oh... wish I would have stayed with my hygiene subject.

"Uh... yeah..", I murmured.

"Look Sonic... what you did was....", she began.

"Stupid, Idiotic, Reckless. I know", I said sharply.

"Yes and... flattering... but Sonic... I have a boyfriend", she explained.

"Y-you wha.....", I wheezed.

"His name is Scourge", she said defensively.

"I know him. Why Amy?!?! He... he.... HE IS  HEARTLESS JERK AMY!", I raised, getting angry.

"Sonic... I'm not a kid... I can make my own decisions...", she said calmly, with her jaw clenched.

"HE ONLY WILL BREAK YOU HERT AMY!!! PLEASE I KNOW!", I snarled, feeling myself get redder by the second.

"HOW DO YOU SONIC! HOW! And look who is talking now...", she cried, knocking the vase to the floor.


"Please just mind your own business".


"Get out... just get out", I mumbled.

"Make me", she said icily. I slapped her across the face, and she fell to the floor. I breathed heavily, my fists clenched. She started sobbing, and I noticed she feel onto the shattered glass, and it cut her. I felt a wave of guilt and sadness wash over me. WHY CANT I CONTROL MYSELF!!!

"Amy... I'm so sorry-", I began softly.

"Please... don't hurt me anymore... please...", she sobbed, her body shaking heavily.

"Amy..."

"Please Sonic... your scaring me... it hurts!!"

I stood there, and I collapsed to the floor and began to cry. I was scaring her.... I'm a monster... why can't I control myself. I banged my fists against the ground, and wishes that I just could be what she wanted.

 I heard a thud and I turned around to see what had happened. But what I saw was a wall of concrete. I was confused, because a wall was on my other side. I put my hand to the wall, and I saw a reflection of me in a mirror. I drew back my hand, and looked at myself. It was a exact reflection on me. I started to scream at it, covering my ears and I punched through it, and shattered my reflection.

"AMY!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!!!", I screamed, my calls echoing. I banged my fists on the wall, just bruising my fists. I sunk to my knees, and buried my face in them, and rocked back and forth. I shuddered, and looked at my hands, at the cuts and bruises. I squeezed them together, hoping to find her hands in them.

"Amy... can you hear me.... I....", I sighed. I just couldn't continue, I knew she wasn't there. I slept for a while, and sometimes I would just fall into a stupor, and daze off, staring at the shattered wall. It was unbroken, just as the fear and negativity between. The hours became days, and the days became months. I would forever be in this box, away from her... eternally. I would find myself screaming at it, sometimes crying, and other times, just staring at it, totally out of it. The emptiness inside of me could never be filled, and I just wanted to repair things. But you can never sew up a continuing, growing pit of darkness inside you... it clawed at me.

"Amy... I....I'm... sorry... I love you.... please... come back", I whispered. Then I blacked out.



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