I suggest you to listen to Maroon 5's 'She will be Loved' while reading. Enjoy!

Amelia Rose…

Amy…

Six years and yet she can show that bittersweet smile.

Not the one I love, but still…

I came as soon as I heard about the news. It could not be possible; you were supposed to be invincible.

Too bad, you weren't immortal.

They were all there. Tails and Cream were crying their eyes out while Knuckles was just watching your cold and pale body with Rouge sobbing against him. The Chaotix were sitting among the people who had once met you. It was really a depressing sight.

Blaze made her way to a grey cat, who kindly told her what had happened. Even she let some tears run free.

Outside the church was almost the whole world.

Surprising was…

That she wasn't there.

After the third year, the crew had overcome your death. Though, it wasn't that easy. You were Sonic the Hedgehog, for Chaos' sake. Almost half world cried over you.

Tails and Cream became very close. I wouldn't be surprised if some day I see them kissing. In fact, from now on I'm gonna steal Knuckles' camera every time I go to Cream's.

Rouge and Knuckles' relationship became stronger. That's why I don't go to their home. They're always making out on the sofa. And believe me, you REALLY don't wanna see that.

They married after the fourth year. In the same church where you were before being buried. They felt like you were there, and even Knuckles said that he felt how you laughed hysterically about the whole marrying-Rouge situation. Sometimes I question his sanity.

And Amy…

God, I felt like crying when I found her on her house's floor, devastated.

I stayed all night long hugging her, but she wouldn't calm down.

She just wouldn't.

She changed since that day. Her cheerfulness was gone, along with the bright jade eyes that once twinkled with excitement. Every day she went to visit your grave, bringing along blood red roses. And she cried there.

Every time she hung out with us, she tried to smile. That bittersweet smile of hers.

That clearly said that she wasn't alright.

I decided to stay. I just couldn't leave her like this. I wanted to stay there for her, help her if she needed help. Comfort her if she started to cry in the middle of the night.

Blaze went back to our hometown. There she had a boyfriend, anyways. She married, and now I believe there's a little she running and burning all things over there. She's told me that in one of her letters. That's how we keep in touch.

And me? Well, I live at Tails', in the room that once was yours. Though, I spent the most of my time at Amy's. I even sleep there sometimes, when she needs me. I try to distract her from your death, and sometimes I win that true smile that I rarely see. The one I always wait for.

I think I've become her best of friends. I mean, she has Cream and Rouge with who she does "girl things". But I'm the one who stays with her, talks with her. Even the one that walks with her to the cemetery.

She always tends to be insecure in front of people. I understand her, I was shy, too. But I try to be brave in front of her. Maybe that will encourage her to break her sadness. Who knows?

I fell in love with that girl. Blaze warned me in one of her letters that she won't return my feelings. I don't mind, as long as I can be with her. Every night I enter quietly in her room and kiss her on her forehead. Then, the next day she tells me about this amazing dream she had, in which you kissed her on her forehead. I know it makes her a little bit happy, that's why I do it.

When I try to tell her something like 'I love you', I just go all shy. That's what I don't like about myself. Like you said: born as a chicken, always a chicken.

But it's not my fault. She has those jade eyes that hypnotize me, and that pink fur, the reason why she was sometimes teased by Knuckles, and that delicate mouth…

Great, now I'm blushing. Please Chaos, don't let Knuckles, or Tails for that matter, enter here.

I know she's loved.

By me, specially.

I know her. I know everything about her. I even got a picture of her and me, the year we met. I took it from and old album of hers. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a stalker! But I know which food she likes the most, which places she dreams of, which music she hears every time she's happy.

Where does she hide when she's sad.

You know, things like that. Silly tiny things that are really important to me.

Sometimes I wonder if she thinks of me more as a friend…

Who am I kidding? She hasn't even forgotten you in the first place.

You always had her heart. Even after dead.

Still, I cannot let go. I just can't let her go.

I feel like if I leave her alone, she'll fall. With no one there to help her smile. I want to always be there, no matter what.

Even when she tries to make me leave her, I won't. Those harsh words she says when she's mad mean nothing to me. 'Cause I know she doesn't want to say them. They hurt a little, of course, but I am stronger.

I love her, and that's all I need to know.

I've got to go. Only God knows what time is it. Don't worry, I'll write tomorrow.

Sometimes I wonder…

If she would really love me the way I do.

Don't worry, guys. Gonna write another chap, so that this can be a two-shot! I just love "she will be loved" so I dedicate this too all those silvamy/Maroon 5 fans all over this crazy world! Keep in touch, watch out for the next chap, and have a nice day/afternoon/night/or whatever hour you're reading this! See you soon! XD