The west side

The safe house

~ Amy's POV ~

" so where have you been hiding all my life ?" The green hedgehog said as he grabbed my hand once more.

Something wasn't quiet right with this dude. He walked with a awkward sway and his eyes were oddly dilated, Which made looking at him all the harder. With every dumb pickup line he would try I would give him a awkward-I-don't-want-to-talk-to-you laugh. But he seems to not get the hint. In hopes of getting out of the cringeworthy conversation I turned towards black.

It doesn't take long before I realized something wasn't quite right. His normally strong assertive gaze was replaced by a frantic glazed look as if he was playing a horror movie inside his head. I shifted closer to him only to notice how pale he actually is.

" I have to step outside. " he said sharply as he snapped out of his daydream.

" you okay black ? " I hovered my hand behind his back, The last time I saw someone get that pale they passed out and I didn't want to see black crack his head on one of the tables.

" yo black you don't look so good! " manic said as he moved closer to him getting ready to catch him also.

" I'm fine, I'm fine. I just need a moment " he said quickly as he rushed out the door.

" wait! " my body was halted to a stop by a hand that hard a firm grip on my shoulder.

" you stay here, I'll talk to him. " manic laughed. Does he really think this was funny ?

He slowly made his way to the door, making sure to stop and wink at almost every girl he passed. I followed closely behind making sure not to get lost in the crowd. For a small apartment building there was a ton of people just hanging around in the lobby which didn't make me feel any better about being ditched here.

Once we reached the door I peaked around manic to see Black sitting on the pavement gasping for air. God I hope he is okay.

" I need a word with you."

The voice caught me completely off guard and it was too close for comfort. I turned around and my eyes met a purple chameleon. He was dressed oddly nice for a place like this and unlike the others he didn't seem to be on any drugs nor tipsy.

" huh ?.. Who are you ?"

" let's find a place to speak more privately " he suggested. Man his dude just gets right to the point doesn't he.

" is this some lame attempt to get me alone with you so you can- "

" please Amy." Hearing my name coming from a strangers mouth shook me a little. Who is this guy ?

" wait how the hell do you know my name !" I snapped, trying my best to sound threatening.

" just a moment alone is all I ask, please, I don't have all day." He said calmly.

" alright fin- "

" good follow me. "

He quickly turned and walked straight over to a stairwell, it was well hidden so as you could imagine countess couples, or I at lest hope they are coupes, making out with each other. I carefully went around everyone trying my best to not even look at them.
We went up three flights before walking down a hallway. Unlike the main lobby it was quiet and only a few people were here. The stranger I had be following opened a door with a key and motioned me in. I had a bad feeling about it but somehow this guy knows who I am and I just can't ignore that.