If You Seek Amy

Chapter 1-Dancing With Tears in my Eyes

Rouge said I didn't have to come tonight. She said she could take off early and we could have a nice quiet night in. We could watch chick flicks and eat WAY more ice cream than we should and talk and laugh and cry. But for some reason I didn't want to; not yet anyway. Right now I didn't hurt; I didn't feel relief or anger or even sadness. I felt dead. And numb.
The streets were so quiet that I could hear my own heart beating; an inevitable pounding in my chest as the only reminder that I wasn't dead and that my broken heart would keep pulsing, no matter how much it ached. What I longed for most was for the reassurance of life to leave me; now that Sonic was out of my life for good, I didn't need a heart.
I could feel the light draining from the world while the sun set over the last few buildings in the distance. I could feel the cold night air descending around and inside me, preparing for a brutally cold fall just around the corner. After a few more blocks, my destination came into view; a building that seemed darker in the day than it did at night, with lights pouring into the unbroken darkness around it and music thumping on a low bass behind its tinted metal walls. A huge man stood in front of the door where only a few people were still waiting in line. Under normal circumstances, I would be turned away like last weeks magazines, but I knew people. That's the only way a 15-year-old gets into a 21 and up club.
As the couple in front of me were allowed into the club, the man turned his harsh eyes on me, but I never melted under pressure.
''I'm here looking for a friend.'' I said without batting an eye.
''I'm sorry, but I'm gonna need some ID here, half pint.'' so he was the stubborn kind with a big voice. Why did those two always seem to go together?
''No I'm sorry that you think you oughtta be turnin' me down a night at this joint!'' I said with all the swagger in the world, making the man about ten times my size actually take a step back. ''That's right! In fact, I might need to give your boss a ring right now! I betcha she won't take too kindly to hearing you sent away ME just because I didn't bring an ID!''
''Look, miss, I'm just doing my job, kay? If you can tell me who you're here to see than maybe I-''
''Lax, doll face; scrawny here's with me.'' Rouge said, appearing behind the mountainous bouncer as smoothly as ice.
''Oh, um, I'm so sorry for the trouble, ma'am! Please, go right in!'' he said, a dumbstruck look on his face as he let me duck under the little velvet rope before he could bother to move it.
''Just remember this face, kay?'' Rouge said, holding my shoulders to keep me in front of her.
''Yes ma'am! I can assure you this won't happen again.''
''It better not.''
The man swallowed and I heard a few other people in line yell that they were with us too, but Hulk guys wasn't that stupid apparently.
I laughed a little as we crept along the outer walls of the dance floor. ''You are so cool! You know that?''
''Course I do, hun! If I didn't, no one else would.'' I rolled my eyes, blowing off the modesty she still tried to cling to. ''So you sure you don't wanna have a girls night in? We can do this any time, you know?''
''I know, but I don't want to go home and cry all night. At least not without having a little fun first.''
''Okay, just don't fun yourself out.''
''I know the rules, usually better than you do.'' I accused, seeing her blush slightly.
''Alright, but tell me if ya need anything.''
''Kay-k.'' I fake smiled, giving her the clearance she needed to run off and pour a few drinks for some of the backed-up costumers.
It was the kind of building that looked way smaller than it was on the outside, but no one here would really agree, since they'd only been here when it was packed full of moving bodies, whereas I had come several times in the day when it was closed, but that didn't matter. On my way over I had imagined all of the non-stop strobe lights and blaring music and thought I might get swept into it like always, leaving all of my troubles behind on the dance floor, but I still felt empty. I didn't want to make us leave just because I was sad, so I let the music wash over me like I was wearing a rain-coat, sticking to my skin rather than molding with my spirit. I wanted to cry, but the tears stayed pushed back in my eyes as I forced myself to dance. Maybe Rouge was right and it was a bad idea to do this while I felt so...dead. And with every move I felt more or everything. Until I wasn't numb but aching. I could feel the tears slowly working their way into my eyes until they spilled over. I moved like a robot as I danced and I decided I couldn't take it anymore. I moved with the ocean of dancers, none of whom seemed to notice me as more than another of them. I was alone in the crowd until I finally reached the ring around the dance floor with enough space to walk. I made my way to the bar, trying to wipe away the last few tears before she saw it had been too much for me. I stepped into her view and she immediately hopped over the bar, rushing over to meet me.
''Are you ready to go? I knew this would be a bad idea!'' she accused, ''You can't dance off a break-up; I've tried and it doesn't work.''
I sniffled a little, ''It wasn't a break-up if we were never together.''
She sighed, ''Well whatever you wanna call it, we're going home! Trust me, I know how t deal with these things. Yo Stan! Sign me out an tell J-man I'm gone. I'll be early tomorrow!'' she yelled over to the other guy at the bar, who nodded and gave her a thumbs up. ''Come on, girl.'' she said, practically dragging me back around to the employee exit. Rouge knew this place better than anyone I knew.
We ducked out of the crowd through the doors and into an alley the ran right behind the club and right over to Rouge's apartment. We followed it down to a few sets of ladders, where I jumped up and grabbed the lowest, pulling myself up and climbing to the third story while Rouge flew up ahead of me to unlock the door.
Maybe Rouge was right and I did just need a girl's night in. I didn't want to just sit around crying and give in to letting Sonic hurt me even when I had left, but just one night of crying was okay, right?

A/N: Hey guys! New story here! It's actually the sequel to my last story "Remember the Name", but it's not completely necessary for you to have read it, though it might help understand things so far, because I really don't like re-stating things too much, though I will if I have to. Anyway, first chapter was kind of depressing, but it'll get better eventually. And just so you all know, I'm not doing gay couples or anything; Amy and Rouge might seem closer than BFF's every now and then, so just imagine them like (not biologically though) sisters, okay? Anyway, what I'd really like is to see some feedback on this before I update via reviews so press that little button of happiness below and save me from a chapter of nothing! Thanks guys and I'll try to update soon.