~AMY~
The young hedgehog slumped against the wall, the band wound tightly round her slender arm. Long streaks of deep blue mascara streamed down her cheeks, staining her fur.
You disgust me.
He'd said.
You're pathetic. Degrading yourself like this.
Shadow refused to help her when she needed him most. He would not get her the money she needed to pay off her debt. Tugging at her slim figure hugging dress and adjusting her handbag, Amy observed her surroundings. The gutter was the one place nobody would have expected her to end up, let alone herself. Sitting beside a garbage can emitting a horrendous stench she felt her eyes tearing up once more, blurring her vision. Every once in a while the depression kicked in and it had been occurring more often over the past week. When this happened Amy had no choice but to resort to drugs, working the streets for any extra cash she could grasp before feeding her habit. Heroin, cocaine, amphetamine, anything went so long as it numbed the pain. The stronger the better. As the euphoria began to kick in, Amy recalled the conversation she'd had with Sonic, the conversation which had broken her.
It was a typical rainy day and ironically the two of them had decided to take a walk in the park because the weather forecast had predicted good weather. As they strolled along Amy had an intense feeling in the pit of her stomach, like a billion fluttering butterflies dancing inside. Nothing could make this day any better, it was perfect. Or so she'd thought.
"Amy," Sonic said stopping a step ahead. "We've been spending a lot of time together recently, haven't we?"
Amy looked at her feet. Her cheeks had gotten all flustered and she was ashamed to be shy around him, having known him half her life. "I just care about you, I like being with you Sonic." Came her reply.
Sonic turned to face her with a kindly expression. "I care about you too, Amy, but," The young hedgehog glanced up at the change in tone. "But not in that way."
Before he could say anymore, Amy's heart sank like a rock in the stormy ocean. Her eyes stung with the approaching tears and despite her frail attempts, she could not shield them from Sonic's sight. The two stood before each other as it began to rain down upon them. Sonic never made any attempt to comfort the weeping girl before him, he didn't understand her emotions, her heartbreak.
"I'm sorry," He said. "But you're young, there's plenty of other fish in the sea."
She didn't care, she couldn't bear to listen to his cruel words no matter how gentle they seemed. She picked herself up and ran, ran as far away from the blue hedgehog, he one love, as she could until he was nothing more than a fleeting blur.
She'd often seen him walking down the street but never found the courage to approach him and now she never could. Just the thought of his reaction at seeing her, dressed up and smothered in make-up, made her physically sick. With that final thought lingering in her mind, she allowed her soul to weep one last time before she drifted into a drug induced sleep. In the morning things would be better, wouldn't they?