Chapter 1
The crisp fall air bites at my nose and I close my jacket as a wind swishes past me. I stop for a moment and my ear twitches. Is someone calling my name or is that the wind playing tricks on me? I listen harder and i hear it,
"Sonic!" I hear. I sigh as i recognize the voice. Its Amy. I stop walking and try to keep my legs from twitching. Its become a habit over the years to run as soon as i hear her voice, but i try to stop because it hurts her feelings. "Sonic I'm so glad i ran into you." says Amy, her voice now right behind me.
I turn around and come face to face with Shadow.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him. he chuckles,
"Hello to you too faker." he says. I look at Amy for an explanation when i notice it. She's arm in arm with Shadow and she's gazing at him with a look I've only ever seen directed at me.
"What's...going on here?" I ask slowly. Amy looks at me and i don't see the spark that's usually in her eyes when i talk to her.
"Shadow wanted to personally tell you that we're together now." she says, smiling. I feel my face heat up and I look at Shadow. He smirks and sticks his tongue out at me,
"Chew on that, faker." he says and leans over to kiss Amy.
"NOOOOOO!" I scream, sitting up in bed. I run a hand through my hair, and try to control my now heavy breathing. I glance at the clock on my nightstand and see 5:00 am blinking at me. I sigh and crawl out of bed to head to the bathroom. I turn on the light and look at myself in the mirror.
My green eyes are burdened with dark circles and my blue hair is disheveled. I lean over the sink and wash my face. I sit on the edge of the bathtub and try to think. Why the hell do I keep having that dream? It's been appearing every night for a month now, and I always wake up screaming. Why...why do I care if Shadow kisses Amy. I-i shouldn't care but i do, A LOT. I exit the bathroom, and flop back onto the bed.
My mind drifts to thoughts of my pink haired friend. Her bubbly laugh, her grass green eyes, her funny personality. I find myself smiling but then i stop. I try to shoo all thoughts of her away but they just keep coming back. She hasn't talked to me in what, 2 years now? Ever since that day.
I put my hands over my face and groan. I'm such an idiot. It was my fault, this is all MY fault. I grab a pillow and scream my pain away until i find myself drifting into darkness again.