Find The Right Path
The pink hedgehog slowly took off her wedding ring. The ring had a gold band and a deep green emerald color.
She looked into the emerald, it used to shine, but now it was dull and miserable just like her. She gently set it on top of the divorce sheet. Shortly after, Sonic took of his band and put it right beside Amy's.
The blue hedgehog grabbed a pen from across the table, and scribbled his name. After he scribbled his name, he slid the pen to the pink hedgehog.
Her emerald eyes just scanned the pen. She didn't make any move, which made Sonic annoyed. However, he didn't feel like fighting with her. They done enough of that.
That was pretty much why there marriage has gone down the tubes. They always bickered about nonsense, which was usually a sign of a bad marriage. Sonic never hit her though. No matter how mad he got with Amy, he would never hit her.
A tear slid down her rosy pink cheek. She made no attempt of wiping it away. She arms were sore from all the movement to wipe away her tears. She was tired of crying, tired of all the bickering, tired of Sonic.
She used to think Sonic was her everything, but now she could only think of them only friends, nothing more, nothing less.
"Amy?" Sonic whispered as he observed the divorce sheet.
Amy grabbed the pen and scribbled her name. She felt more tears swell in her eyes. Sonic noticed, but there isn't a thing to do for her. They must go their separate ways and pray that they never cross paths again.
"I'm fine," She fibbed. He gave her a concerned look, she didn't face him.
The two rings lay beside each other, forgotten and thrown away.
Their marriage was legally over.
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A few weeks later, the pink hedgehog found herself staying at Creams house, since she didn't have enough money to buy her own house. She buried her face in her pink pillow. She wished that she would never have to face the world. She wanted to stay right where she was, that way she would never get hurt. Her pillow is her guardian. Her body was placed on her guest bed. Her feet were over the edge, so she curled her knees up to her chest. She took her face out of the pillow and made her head turn to the side.
The pink hedgehog lightly hugged herself. She closed her eyes, wishing that she would go into a deep sleep. She wanted to never wake up, wanting to be trapped in her dreams. Her thoughts were disturbed when she heard a knock on the wooden door.
"Amy?" Her best friends voice penetrated through the door. She was worried for her, she can tell.
"I'm fine," She remembered when she said those exact same words towards her ex- husband.
The cream colored rabbit slowly opened the door. She timidly walked inside. The walls were a light pink, which seemed for suitable for a little girl rather than a divorced woman. A closet was at the far corner of the room. The door was a white wooden door, parts of the paint was slowly peeling off. The floor was a white carpet, but it was kind of dirty since people don't take off their shoes when they walk inside. There was a nightstand right next to her bed, which was cluttered with chocolates and chocolate wrappers. The cream colored rabbit frowned when she saw Amy's suitcases on the dirty carpet, unpacked.
"Amy, you had three weeks to unload your stuff." Cream nagged, sounding like a mother, which was kind of creepy.
The pink hedgehog slowly made herself sit up, "I know, I know, but what's the point?"
"What do you mean?" Cream made her way towards Amy's bed. She sat at the far corner, nearly falling off the bed.
"Your probably going to kick me out…" The pink hedgehog pulled her knees to her chest again and hugged herself.
"Amy, I would never kick you out." The rabbit frowned ever deeper.
"I don't know what to do with myself…" Amy spoke, the rabbit couldn't help but to feel sorry for her dearest friend.
"Well…you can get a job," Cream suggested.
The young rabbit walked out of her room for a moment, but she then came back. Something gray and paper material was in her hand.
"Here," She tossed a newspaper next to Amy.
The pink hedgehog detached from herself and picked the newspaper up. She skimmed through it. The pink hedgehog went straight towards the job section.
She made a face when she saw a plumbing job. "No!" She mentally crossed that job out. She continued to look through the newspaper.
The rabbit decided to leave Amy alone for now.
She smiled to herself, "She's picking the pieces up,"