Cut You A Piece

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After several long minutes of crying, Stone had finally exhausted all the tears he had and was now just sitting curled in a ball silently. His thoughts ruining his brain. Then one question came up that he needed an answer to.

What happened to the doctor?

He knew there were only two other people who would know. He wanted no needed an answer to the question. With that, he got out of the bed and grabbed his jacket and got his shoes on. He got into his car and drove to Green Hill.

It took him a full day and several hours until he made it to the location. Once there, he asked around town looking for the couple Maddie and Tom. He soon got an address from a local and drove to the location.

He sat in the car fairly hesitant to go and speak to the people who were once his enemies. Stone took a deep breath and thought to himself that this was just to get answers nothing more. With that, he went up to the front door of the home and hesitantly knocked on the door. Tom answered the door and looked surprised to see Stone.

" Um, what can I do you for Mr?" Tom began requesting a name.

" Stone." Stone replied feeling as though this was a horrible idea.

" What can I do for you, Mr. Stone?" Tom asked curious about the man.

" I know this might sound strange to you..." Stone began." But do you know what had happened to the doctor, Robotnik?"

Tom then had a very worried look as he said," I'm sorry I have no idea wh-"

" please." Stone said sternly." This is very important to me."

Tom looked at Stone seeing the slight dishevelment in the man.

Tom checked behind Stone to make sure that no one was behind him or around as he said, " when he was attacking Sonic, we had to use a ring that sent him to another dimension. It was all we could do to stop him."

Stone was silent for a bit before saying, " thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Wachowski."

With that, he left.

He got into his car and drove. As he drove, his thoughts tried to come to surface only to be suppressed by his need to be focused on the road. He stopped at a motel to stay for the night and sat in the motel bed. His thoughts then began to flood in.

He's gone. You can't see him anymore.

But he's a genius of course he'll come back.

How can you be so sure? He's in a different dimension for christ sake.

Stone decided to clear his mind by taking a shower and went to do so. As he showered though, the thoughts continued to haunt him.

He's not coming back. If he's not coming back then what's the point in doing anything?

Don't think that, you can live on without him!

But.. is it really worth it to live without him?

Stone swiftly shut his emotions out once more and quickly finished showering and got some night clothes on. He sat in bed and took a moment to think fo what to do. His eyes then wandered over to a bottle of alcohol he had on the night stand.

He bought it because he thought he might need it and he was right. He took the bottle and began with small shots of the drink. Each burn making him feel emotionally numb. One thought then consumed his mind.

Why do you care about him?

"Because I love him..." Stone mumbled before placing the bottle on the table and passing out on the bed.

Stone shot up panting and sweating again. It was the nightmare. The same damn nightmare. Stone swallowed his emotions down as he struggled to get out of bed calmly. He went and looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.

Fucking pathetic.

Stone shook those words out of his mind and swiftly took a shower to wash the bad feeling off.

He put on a different change of the same black suit and grabbed all the essentials including the bottle that still had alcohol in it. He put the alcohol in the passenger seat and shoved everything else in the back seats. He drove and there was always one thought that came back to his mind.

You're useless...aren't you...

He did his best to ignore it but but it kept coming back over and over again through out the ride.

Soon he got to his house and he grabbed everything and brought it all inside. As he did so, the negative thoughts began to run rampant. He tried to shake them off but they were persistent. His eyes then saw the bottle of alcohol.

He knew the doctor would see what he wanted to do as derogatory but did that really matter? The doctor was gone... he was alone. He shook his head and took a long drink of the alcohol feeling everything wash away. The burn satisfying him and numbing everything else.

He sat on his couch as he continued to take several swigs of the alcohol feeling everything else drift away. Then suddenly his darkest thoughts began to surface.

It's your fault for not being with him.

It's your fault for not helping him event if he wouldn't want it. He's gone and it's because of you.

Stone felt the beating from these words as he sat. He soon felt his mind slip and sleep, darkness enveloping him.

Stone was in a room surrounded by mirrors. All of them showing him. He heard them again. The taunts, insults, negativity, all of it getting louder by the second. As it went, he went and began to break all the mirrors. He ignored the pain in his hand as he did so. Soon he was at the last mirror. He stopped short of breaking it after he saw what was reflected. It was him which wasn't the strange part. It was how he looked. He looked dead, as if he was ready to die. As though he wanted it.

With that, Stone woke up.

He sat up from the fairly uncomfortable position he was in on the couch. He had a slighty hangover from the alcohol but did nothing about it. Instead he went to his bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

He looked almost exactly as the final reflection he saw in his nightmare. He looked dead. Maybe it would've been better if he was. Stone tried his hardest to shake the thoughts but they kept resurfacing.

" SHUT UP." He finally yelled causing it all to go silent.

He decided he needed to get out of the confines place and did just that once he got himself presentable. He got to the door and was about to open it when he hesitated. Was it really worth going outside? Stone took a moment to think about I before deciding not to go out and just sat down behind the door holding his knees close to his chest. God what had he become...

with that Stone hid his face in his arms, wanting the world to go away.