New story- Don't kill me! I'm working on my other ones but this might replace "Falling For a Kidnapper" for a while cause that story has really gotten me in a aplace where i hate it nd i don't know wha to do with it. But anyway
All Characters belong to Sega.
Ch. 1
I walked out the juvenile center. "Hey, where do you think you're going," she asked.
"Home, where do you think?"
"I am tired of your mouth, young man." I rolled my eyes. Here we go again. "How dare you get locked up and then just expect me to just come get you?"
"I don't expect you to come but you do it anyway."
"I should've left you in there for the year they said they'd keep you for." I shrugged.
"I don't care."
"You better start or else one day you'll end up in a real jail for more than just a year."
"Whatever." She grabbed my arm.
"What is wrong with you?"
"Get off of me," I said, shrugging her arm off. She frowned.
"Is this about…?"
"No! I wish you would stop bringing it up!"
"But you need to talk about it."
"No I don't!"
"Okay, just get in the car." I crossed my arms and continued walking to the car. I opened the car door and slid in the passenger seat. She got in as well and looked at me, a disappointed look on her face. "Baby, you know that I love you right?" I didn't answer, just looked away. "Honey," she said, touching my shoulder.
"Whatever." She sighed but kissed my cheek. She started driving.
"It's pretty late, want to pick up something for dinner?" I shrugged. She stopped at a red light. She looked over at me. "Look, I know that I haven't been giving you the best choices to make decisions out of but I would really love it if you would open up to me like you did when you were younger."
"I'm not seven anymore. I won't go on and on about how I built a tower out of Lego's. I'm seventeen now."
"One more year and you'll be gone, won't you? A college campus."
"I'm not going to college for the last time." She resumed driving, looking disappointed.
"Then how do you expect to get a good job without a college degree?"
"I'll figure that out later."
"Then what are you gonna do with your life?" I shrugged. She frowned. "You're going to college. I don't care if you fail it; I just want you to try."
"Why?"
"Because widening your horizons of your brain is a good thing and I just want you to be successful."
"I know."
"So you'll go?"
"No." She stopped at another red light. She looked over at me.
"For me, please?" I shook my head. "I'm begging you to please go to college, bring a nice girl home for Christmas, to make something of yourself." I looked up at the bright light coming toward us. That car looked awfully familiar even in the dark. My eyes widened when I saw it wasn't stopping. "What's wrong?" She turned to see the lights and tried to step on the gas but her car was now dead and the doors were jammed. She looked to me, tears in her eyes. "I love you, don't ever forget that." The last thing I saw was the bright light of the headlights and the booms of the guns in the distance.
X
"Amy, I said I didn't want to go," I said, trying to pull back from my sister's grip. She was trying to drag me into a club. I had just moved in with her in this medium town. It freaked me out. Everyone looked angry or frustrated. I think Amy was the only one who ever smiled around here, but Amy said that a lot of people have fun in the clubs. But that totally wasn't my thing to party. I like to stay in and listen to rock music and read horror/mystery books.
"C'mon, Rosy, it won't be that bad. Besides, the guy I told you about is coming tonight and I want to see him," she said.
"You mean stalk him." She rolled the same jade green eyes I had.
"Just c'mon," she said, finally pulling me into the club. It was dark but the strobe lights and neon lighting made it so you could see. She dragged me up to the bar where a red echidna was serving drinks. He smiled and nodded to Amy.
"Hey Ames," he greeted her.
"Hey Knux, he here yet?"
"On his way. The usual?"
"Yup, with the lavender rose on the side." She sent him drinks? Okay, I'm starting to think my sister is more and more crazy every day.
"No problem." He looked to me. "And you're Rosy, right?"
"Yea," I said, holding out my hand. He shook it.
"Knuckles but you can call me Knux."
"Nice to meet you." He nodded.
"Can I get you two something to drink?"
"We'll both have a Jolly Rancher," Amy said. He walked off to fix the drinks before I could tell him I didn't want one. I sat down on a stool. I watched Amy as her eyes frantically searched for this 'hot guy' who dances with her when he's drunk. Such a nice relationship. But Amy's not ugly. She's actually gorgeous with her long wavy hair that flows down to above her waist, her curvy figure and her sweet facial features. I on the other hand am the complete opposite of her, as always. My hair naturally falls into curls that drops to above my waist, my curvy but fitter body, and my more fierce facial expressions. More guys went for me than Amy because she was sweet while I'm more edgy and I speak my mind whether it's supposed to come out or not, but they didn't like that part. Amy suddenly squealed. "Look, Rosy, there he is," she said, pointing to a blue hedgehog that had just walked in. He looked tall, about 6'5, with long blue quills, light green eyes, and tan muzzle and tan arms. He was wearing a fitted black shirt that had the phrase "Cool Story Bro- Tell it Again" on it, dark wash jeans, and black high tops. He didn't even glance at us. He was talking to two other mobians. One was an orange fox and the other was a red and black hedgehog.
"He's not ugly," I said with a shrug. He was hot and seemed nice but I wouldn't go after him even if my sister wasn't obsessed with him.
"No, he's freaking sexy!"
"Then go to talk to him. You look hot, sis." She did look nice in her hot pink half shirt with the cursive letters "Cute and Sassy" written in black across it, blue jean mini skirt that expressed her long thick legs, and black high heels. She had on black eye shadow to show off her eyes.
"Thanks, but what if it's not hot enough for him or he doesn't like me."
"Just go try." She sighed and looked over at him to see him actually walking to us. Knuckles put our drinks on the table before looking over our heads to see him.
"Oh hey Sonic," he said, waving. Sonic nodded his head at him, walking past us to sit next to Amy.
"Hey Knux, what's up," he said, a slight country accent in his voice. Oh no, Amy loved guys with country accents.
"Nothing." Knuckles glanced at Amy. Sonic's eyes flicked over to her. He smirked.
"Hey," he said. She was as red as tomato in five seconds. She was absolutely speechless over a 'hey'? She must really like this guy.
"Hi, I'm Rosy, this is my sister Amy," I said, speaking for Amy. His smirk grew.
"Amy huh?" She nodded, a shy smile creeping upon her face. "You're my drunk dance buddy right?"
"Um, I guess." He let out a low chuckle.
"Well you look sexier when I'm sober than when I'm drunk." Was that a compliment or do I need to slap him for her? She let out a laugh.
"Thanks, I think."
"Want me to buy you a drink?"
"Um, I have one, but thanks anyway." He grabbed her drink and chugged it down, grinning at her when he was done with it.
"Can I buy you one now?" She giggled.
"Sure."
"Alright." I turned and tuned out their flirting, not wanting to be too much into my sister's business. I heard Sonic yell for someone to come over here. I couldn't really catch the name though. I didn't turn to see who it was either but I heard a hand shake in motion. The person walked around to the seat next to me, making me look down. I glanced up to see the sexiest hedgehog on the face of Mobius. He had green fur, striking light blue eyes, long quills and a light tan muzzle and arms. He was wearing a fitted dark green t shirt that said "Bother Me and You're in the Hospital", dark wash jeans, and dark green high tops. He looked a lot like Sonic but there was something that made them look totally different besides fur and eye color. He did a hand with Knuckles and asked for a bottle of beer. His eyes flicked to me and I noticed I was staring. I looked away quickly, blood rushing to my cheeks. I picked up my drink and took a small sip. It burned my throat. Ugh, now that was some strong stuff. I put a hand to my throat, making sure I was okay.
"Too strong for you," a heard a city accented voice say. I looked up to see the hedgehog staring at me, a small smirk on his face. I couldn't believe he was talking to me. Plus the fact that I adore city boys, but now I don't know so much about the city types.
"I'm not a drinker," I said, with a shrug. He did a small nod before looking away. So much for him talking to me. I let my eyes wander down to his muscular arms. You could see the veins poking out of them. You could tell he worked out often. I wonder if he had washboard abs. Probably did. Wait, why was I thinking about his abs? I don't know him. He's just some dude. Yea just some dude. Some dude who it only took one look for me to like him. Knuckles came back with his beer and set it in front of him. The guy thanked him before taking a swig. Knuckles looked to me. "Too strong for you," he asked.
"Yea can I just have a Cosmo?"
"Sure," he said, walking away. I looked back over at the guy to see him staring at me, making me look away, blushing. I waited for a minute or two before glancing at him to see he had looked away now, but his eyes were intently focused on some guys sitting in a corner. They looked angry. I turned all the way around to look at the people dancing and my knee bumped his. His eyes flicked to me.
"Sorry," I said.
"You got a name, not a drinker girl," he said, a small teasing smirk coming upon his face. I rolled my eyes.
"Rosy. You got a name, beer boy?" He shrugged a shoulder.
"Don't worry about it."
"C'mon, please?"
"Scourge."
"Nice name, very unique." He shook his head, taking another swig.
"Not really," he said. Knuckles came back with my drink, shooting Scourge a raised eyebrow and a smirk. I knew what it meant. I used to give Amy those all the time. His smirk grew a little but he shrugged to play it off. Knuckles chuckled, walking off. He looked back to me, his smirk gone. I looked away and took my drink, taking a sip. Much smoother. I drank it down, feeling his eyes on me. Once it was gone, I turned to look at the lights. Looking at all the guys dancing with their girls, smiling and laughing. I turned around to see another filled glass. I stared at it for a minute. "I can't buy you a drink," he asked.
"Oh, I didn't think that. I thought I was losing my mind. Sorry." He chuckled.
"When you're done, you maybe wanna dance?" I ran a hand through my hair.
"Um," I looked to where Amy and Sonic were but they were gone. I looked back over at him. "Do you know where they went?" He shook his head, looking over my head at their empty seats. "Oh," I said, looking down at the drink, picking it up. I analyzed it for any sizzling stuff but it seemed pretty clean. I took a sip and it tasted fine.
"You gonna answer my question?"
"I don't dance."
"So you're just gonna sit here all night and drink until you pass out?"
"No, I just don't wanna dance."
"You don't like dancing or you don't wanna dance with me?" That was a good question. I don't like dancing but it sometimes makes me feel good, but dancing with him- my hormones might explode and I could jump on him which I didn't want to happen. But you only get one life and I didn't know if I was even gonna see him again. Either do it big or go home. Had to remember that.
"Neither, c'mon," I said grabbing his head and tugging him to the dance floor. He seemed surprised but smirked, showing off his sharp teeth that would seem weird to a lot of people but to me it made him even sexier. I looked down at my neon blue and pink striped half shirt that had a skull with heart eyes on it, blue jean shorts, and my blue high heels. I hope he didn't think I was fat or ugly. He spun me as we got on the dance floor. "Better With The Lights Off" by the New Boyz came on. I started moving my hips. Scourge grabbed my hands and started moving along.
Top of the line, so unusual
Now I think it's time, hey shawty
I hope you don't take this the wrong way
Girl you look better with the lights off,
Better with the lights off ooh
Girl you look better with the lights off,
Better with the lights off ooh
Better with the lights off
"I wish a guy would sing this to me," I said in Scourge's ear.
"Why?"
"So I could have a reason to smack him." He chuckled.
"You a dime, so beautiful," he started singing to me. I blushed. "Girl you look better with the lights off, better with the lights off," he sang, smirking. He wasn't a bad singer either. I hit his arm.
"So mean," I said. He chuckled.
"I know."
"Yo, I want all ya'll fellas to get with ya girl, hold her close and dedicate this song to her. This for all my couples up in here tonight," the DJ's voice said from the speakers. Lyfe Jenning's "I'll Always Love You" came on. I blushed, kind of nervous. Scourge also looked kind of nervous.
"Um, should we," I trailed off, running a hand through my hair. He grabbed me by my waist, pulling me against him. I couldn't help but to melt into him. I could feel his packs against my stomach. His arms wrapped around my waist tightly, us slightly rocking back and forth. He wasn't much taller than me with my heels on so my head lay on his shoulder. I put my hands on his arms, trying to return the embrace but I don't think I could hold him as good as he was holding me.
"Am I holding you too tight," he asked in my ear softly. I wanted to say "Yes, back the hell up" but he just felt so good.
A happy woman is worth her weight in gold
Loneliness is good for the soul
Expensive places, faces come and go
But you only find your soul mate once
And if you miss your chance you'll never find it again
I felt his lips on my cheek, softly brushing it before pressing it against my cheek. I blushed. His lips brushed down my jaw line, his nose pressing against my jaw, pushing it up. I looked up. His eyes were soft and full of infatuation. He really didn't like me, did he?
I'll always love you
I'll always care
And girl you gotta know that
I'll always love you girl
And no matter where you are
Know that my love is never far
His lips were on mine now, softly molding them. His tongue traced my lips lightly, taking things slowly and softly. Our lips stayed moving against each other for a while until I finally pulled away. "Sorry, I just thought…" he trailed off.
"No, I liked it," I said.
"Then why'd you pull away?"
"Air," I said with a laugh. He smirked before kissing my lips again, but more rough this time. I liked it. I kissed him back, letting the scent of peppermint and his cologne fill my nose. One of his hands grazed my back while the other arm was wrapped tightly around my waist, pinning me to him. My hands wandered into his quills, getting tangled in them. He pulled away and started pecking kisses down my cheek and neck. His hand wandered down to cup my butt. "Wait," I said, grabbing his hand.
"Sorry," he said, "Guy hormones." I let out a laugh.
"It's okay, I totally understand. I'm fighting mine off the best I can." He smirked at me, his eyes not going to my chest. Weird, maybe it was just getting too hot in the moment. I could still feel his tongue massaging mine. "So um, do you maybe wanna hang out sometime?"
"Yea, what's your number?" He took out a pen and held out his arm. I smiled but took the pen and wrote my number on his arm. "Do you text or talk on the phone?"
"Doesn't matter, but if we make plans, you'll probably have to text it to me so I'll remember."
"Alright. Do you want my number?"
"Um, I guess." He chuckled, but took the pen and started writing on my arm. Once he was done, he gave me a tight hug.
"It was nice meeting you, Rosy," he said, pulling away.
"You're leaving?"
"The club's actually closing now so…" I looked around to see the people shuffling out.
"Oh! Dang I'm stupid." He chuckled.
"You're not stupid, you're just Rosy." I smiled. "And you're really pretty when you smile."
"Thanks. Um, I should go."
"Alright, text or call me when you get home."
"Okay, and if you get home first, you call or text me."
"Alright," he gave me another tight hug. How I liked his strong arms around me. He let me go and put his arm over my shoulders. He walked with me out the club. I spotted Amy with Sonic at her car.
"Ew, I so hope he's not coming home with us," I said. He chuckled.
"Then you probably won't get any sleep."
"Not an inch."
"You could come home with me if you want. We don't have to do anything, just if you want to get some sleep. But only if you want to."
"Um," I looked over at Amy. "I'll be right back," I told him before walking over to her and Sonic. "You going home with her," I asked Sonic. He looked confused at my stern tone.
"Yea."
"Are you guys gonna be busy?" Amy blushed.
"Rosy, c'mon," she said, trying to laugh it off but she knew she wanted him.
"No it's fine. I just need to know so I can know whether I'm leaving with my friend or not."
"Your friend? What friend," Amy asked.
"Scourge." She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "We're not going to do anything. It's just so I can get some sleep."
"I don't think that's a good idea, Rosy."
"Why?"
"He has a reputation."
"For what?"
"He's bad."
"No he's not, he's really sweet."
"For now. Maybe you should come home with me. You can stay at his place another time. Me and Sonic aren't gonna do anything, we're just gonna hang out."
"Why can't I go with him?"
"Rosy, he's a nice guy but seriously, the dude has issues," Sonic said.
"Then why'd you make him come over? Aren't you guy's friends?"
"Yea, but just trust us, please."
"I'm gonna go stay the night over his house. You kids have fun," I said before walking away. Amy grabbed my arm.
"Rosy, don't brush me off, we're like best friends. So please, just be careful. Text me when you get there, when you go to sleep, when you wake up and when you're on your way home."
"And you text me when you're done to tell me how good it was and how big it was." She blushed but smirked.
"You know I will." I let out a laugh before turning and walking to Scourge. He was on his phone, texting. He glanced up at me.
"You coming with me?"
"Yup, you better have shirts that'll be really big on me." He let out a laugh but he looked frustrated at whoever he was talking to. He finished and opened the door for me. I climbed in his jeep. He drove to the really bad part of the town. Did he live around here? He pulled up to one of the nice houses in the bad area. He opened the door for me and helped me out. He put his arm over my shoulders. He unlocked the door and led me upstairs. "Do you prefer button ups or t shirts," he asked, going through his drawer. I sat on his bed.
"Doesn't matter." He pulled out a light green button up and threw it to me. I caught it. He walked out the room, closing the door behind him. At least he gave me some privacy. I slipped off my clothes and put on the long button up shirt. I also put my hair up in a ponytail. I opened the door to see him standing there in an undershirt, a pair of pajama pants and socks. He smirked at me. "You look cute," he said. I blushed. "You tired?" I nodded. He pushed me toward the bed and onto it. I smiled at him. He smiled back, showing off his sharp teeth again. I wondered if they would cut me if he nibble on my ear and my- Whoa, whoa, slow down there Rosalinda! I stood up, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Hi," I said, smiling. His arms wrapped around my waist.
"Hey," he said before kissing me. Our lips didn't take any time in molding each other. I backed him up onto the wall. He grabbed my legs, pulling them up onto his waist. He walked to the bed and laid me down. He took my hair out its ponytail before kissing me again. Our tongues battled for dominance for a long while until I felt my hands trying to rip off his shirt. I stopped my hands and sat up, my hands going into his quills. I started tugging. He growled, pushing me back down. I whimpered. I bit his lip seductively. "Damn babe," he murmured. I giggled before kissing him again. I felt his hands trying not to pull at the buttons of the shirt covering me. He was too good of a guy if he was really holding back like this. I pulled away and his lips went to my ear. "Had enough?" He asked before kissing my ear.
"No, but we're getting kind of hot here."
"So you wanna stop fully or just keep our hormones tamed."
"Tamed." He nibbled on my ear, his sharp teeth really turning me on. "Or not." He chuckled.
"Sorry," he said, getting off me.
"No," I said, pulling him back on me. "Just hold me, please." He nodded. I smiled and rolled so I was on top of him. I curled up on his chest and quickly went to sleep.
Aw this is cute, 4 right now anyway. :)
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