Hey Guys! Here's my brand new fic! I hope you enjoy the prologue! The prologue is based on Amy's Point Of View (That's right - I actually have Amy Rose in one of my fics for once lol!), so enjoy! Amy's POV
She seems like a stranger in the picture. I stare at her smile, I stare at her green dress, I stare at her blue eyes until the picture divides into millions of pixels.
I feel I should hate her. My mind tells me I should hate her. But my heart tells me different - it says that I still long to see her, again. If none of this had happened, we would have still been together. Now I feel utterly confused. Should I love or hate her?
She said she'd write, but she doesn't. Now Tails and I fear that she's dead, for she insisted that only death could keep her away from us.
When I was young, my Mother forever repeated the phrase 'Forgive And Forget', but no matter how many times I stress that to the others, it doesn't change a thing. She had betrayed us, she was working for the enemy. I'm told to forget everything about her.
But it's hard. Even though it seemed as though I hated her, she was one of the closest friends I could ever ask for. I miss her every single day. Hark, listen to me talk about my problems - I worry for Tails, too. He's not himself. Ever since she left us, Tails would automatically look outside the window everyday, a glimmer of hope in his blue eyes. Yet, as the years went by, he soon had to accept the obvious. Then his hair grew. Then he squinted whenever he read. Now the only thing that keeps him happy is a glass of vodka per day, sometimes even more. I worry that one day he'll not stand it any longer and do something drastic. Dear God, I fear.
I sometimes wonder how she is now - like if she's grown more? What her hair's like? What her personality is like? Is she married? Has she got children?
I long to see her, I long to hear her voice again. But twenty years have passed without even a word from her - it now seems pointless to even await anything from her. All I can do is allow the photograph in my hand to loosen in my grip and watch in silence as tears of sadness and dismay drip from my eyes onto her smiling face.
Non vi scorderemo mai.*
Amen.
*(Italian Translation) - 'We will never forget yourselves'
Hope you liked the prologue!
There will be more soon! :D
