My word this story is getting longer and longer. I don't think I've ever updated as quickly as this as well.
Well here we go, the plot thickens.
Sorry for any grammar mistakes, I'm not the best write in the world.
Anyways hope you guys enjoy the drama of it all lol.
School was never usually this bad for her. Sure she got picked on for being a little… passionate; maybe she would go on a little more than people liked her to, maybe she didn't get on with other people for those reasons, but normally it never bothered her. She would always love going to School for the same reason, the boy who lived next door. It would have been the perfect love story; the most popular boy in School, loved by every girl, admired by every guy and he fell for his unpopular next door neighbour. It would be like something straight from a movie, his friends would have picked on her only for the boy to tell them to back off before taking her hand and showing her the beauty of being a teenager. It was all she had wanted, so badly. Every time she spoke to him in front of his friends, she had actually prayed for them to say something, anything to get a reaction out of him. She never would have thought he'd be the one to push her down. Whenever she saw him through the window from her kitchen, she would see him playing with his dog or talking to his elderly Uncle, sometimes helping him around the house. More often though she would see the side of him no one else did, the sensitive side where he'd walk up to his Uncle and wrap his arms around him before leaning upon his shoulder. That was the side of Sonic she fell in love with, seeing him every morning from her window, watching him write in his diary lost in thought only praying there was a page in there for her. Or remembering the days when he first moved in with his Uncle and he used to see her by her window watching him with curiosity, instead of keeping the blind shut he used to wave shyly in amusement. He was the sweetest person she had ever known.
Apparently she was wrong. The boy she had fallen in love with didn't exist anymore, not to her anyway. All her fantasies and dreams had been destroyed when he pushed those books out of her arms. She had to go to her locker throughout the morning only to see the pictures of him she had placed inside, all the little notes she wrote to him but never dared give. She may only be twelve years old but she had fallen in love with the High School hottie, but he would never feel the same.
She didn't normally sit by herself at lunch time. She may not be popular but there were other kids like her as well who normally stick together, such as Tails and a few of his friends. She had seen the two tailed fox and casually he had told her about Sonic being in detention for the remainder of lunch. When hearing his name again she had sat alone, not wanting to talk about him anymore. She felt as if the past two years of her life were just wasted, she didn't want to cry again.
The fork was in her hands but she found playing with her food was more appetising then actually eating it. Amy could hear the whispered of her name when people passed her, turns out what happens in School goes all around School. With a heavy sigh she tried to take her mind off it, telling herself to get over it, but it just hurt more.
All her prayers were soon answered though. She wanted a distraction, so when the well-known sexiest girl in the whole School stood before her with a hand on her hip and her glossy lips pouted cunningly, Amy had no other reason than to cry with shock, all her thoughts now onto the white bat and not the blue hedgehog.
Rouge the bat laughed with slight amusement as the pink girl placed a hand on her beating heart. "You scared me!" she complained before realising she had knocked her bottle of water over and went to correct it. "Well that wasn't nice, I'm not that bad looking" the older girl joked, sending a small wink to which Amy didn't understand. The bat girl was older then Sonic by two years, and it was no secret that the two had dated not so long ago, until the problems came up such as the age difference. Despite it not being a large gap the teachers interfered with Sonic being younger then the legal age and her being above. It was messy, her parents and Sonic's Uncle had to get involved. That was nearly seven months ago… and there she went again thinking about Sonic while the coolest girl clearly wanted to talk to her.
Shaking her head side to side, Amy cleared her mind and stared at the beautiful bat, "Can I help you with something?" she asked trying to be formal, though she inwardly cringed feeling like a fool. Rouge chuckled to herself before taking a seat in front of the young hedgehog and making herself comfortable, showing she wasn't leaving any time soon. "Look I'm gonna cut the crap with you and just get right into it okay" she said smoothly which made Amy feel nervous. "I saw what happened today. I then heard about it from several people and saw the photo on SpaceBook" with what she said Amy's cheeks went red with embarrassment and threw her face into her hands, "It's on SpaceBook?" she cried out, the bat girl simply nodded. "Look, bottom line is Sonic is a jerk okay. He was a jerk to me and now he's a jerk to you."
With her face lifting slowly, Amy's eyes widened in surprise at the girl's words, "W-what do you mean he was a jerk to you? I thought you two really liked each other" as soon as the words left her lips she wished she'd kept her mouth shut. Rouge stared at her, her big sparkling eyes now wide and almost angry. It wasn't long into her face turned to a scowl, "I thought so two sweetie, but turns out Big Blue's one weakness is pretty red heads" she said spitefully, her head nudging towards the brown chipmunk that sat at the popular table. She paid no attention to either of them but was staring at her phone, probably talking to Sonic or hoping he'd secretly text her.
"No!" Amy gasped, stunned at the piece of gossip. She had never known the blue hedgehog to be the cheating type, it actually hurt her more. Rouge simply nodded, "Yep. I know we had problems and all…" her voice trailed and she took a deep breath, making the pink girl wonder if she still hurt from it all, "but instead of fighting for our relationship, he took the quickest escape he could get. That was making out with the Princess who was 'His Age'" she explained, quoting the words he had used. Amy's eyes looked back to her food, even though she wasn't even involved she felt guilty for just liking him now. Was he really that bad? "I had no idea…" she muttered lowly.
Seeing the look upon her face, Rouge did everything to keep her smile from growing wider. "Well needless to say, I wasn't happy. Unfortunately red heads aren't his only weakness. Little golden boy would do anything to keep his Uncle happy" the bat placed her elbow onto the table and cupped the side of her cheek, watching the twelve year old intently and waiting with expecting eyes. She got what she wanted when the girl nodded. She was neighbours with the fast boy, she had seen how close he was with his Uncle, it made perfect sense to her, and it was what Rouge needed her to think. With a deep sigh Rouge adjusted the top of her jump suit, "Too bad really, because I often thought good ol' Chuck would have loved his nephew to be with the cute little neighbour girl. Someone younger" she gritted her teeth, remembering how displeased the old hedgehog was when Sonic introduced them both.
"After what he did to me today? Absolutely not! You heard what Sonic said, he told me to stop stalking him and get a makeover! I am done with him!" the pink hedgehog shouted angrily. She didn't know what Rouge had intended but the girl wanted nothing to do with the jerk next door anymore, she wanted to wipe her hands clean of him. Rouge didn't seem fazed by her outburst, "Well exactly, that's what I'm saying. It would be a shame if the old man found out" she said slyly. With a raised brow Amy felt herself calm down, "You mean tell him?"
With a sparkle in her eyes, Rouge's lips curved seductively, "Better. Take his advice then when he wants you the most… let the old man find out for himself."
"What? You mean… let him find out about today?" her small heart was pounding, with excitement or horror she didn't know. Rouge was looking far too merciless for it to be anything light hearted, "You could, but you see rumours start fast through the smallest of actions. All it would take is a bruise to the face for a boyfriend's reputation to fall and then we'll see who his Uncle accuses."
Maybe she didn't think it through, or maybe she was on the time of the month… Or maybe she had just suffered the worst heart break from the hands of the only boy she ever loved. Whatever the reason, when Rouge held out her hand, Amy stared at it in anger before reaching out for it and taking a hold. The deal was sealed.
The music had never stopped. For the whole hour it had blasted throughout the room, each note getting higher and higher which would normally send a horrid ringing through his ears, wishing they would just bleed already. This didn't happen this time. He didn't think about the music, even though he knew it would now haunt him forever. He felt that sound wasn't around him anymore, it was blocked out with the sound of his hiccupping breath whenever he breathed, getting caught in his dried out throat. All he could taste was dust, drying his mouth out completely. Those were just some of the problems; the only thing he could really focus on was his back. The horrible agony, it burned all over his small frail frame where every time he breathed deeply to keep the loud sob from escaping past his lips, his body would jerk which sent a fresh flash of pain to wave over him. To look at it was worse; despite his deep cobalt fur tedious red scaring could be seen all over. In lines that resembled whip lashes, he had a few cuts that no longer bled. Worst of all with his fur hiding most of it to a degree, some arears were not so lucky as patches of missing fur showed how badly irritated his skin really was. Raw blisters, scars and bruises lined everywhere, not a piece of his back with missing either one. It wasn't just his back though; the back of his arms showed the scars that his fur hid.
The classroom had been reassembled. When satisfied the teacher had let him fall to the ground. He was in too much pain to stand or to take the rag from his mouth, so she left him to scream. No one could hear him. She didn't watch him curl into a ball and shake in fear and agony, but she went to the desks and straightened them, placing them right. She had opened up all the blinds apart from the one on the door, she didn't unlock it either. She kept the music as it was. Looking at the clock she saw they still had half an hour left and it was after all detention. So walking up the boy again, she forced him onto his feet by locking her arms around his waist, his back pressing tightly into her harsh clothes causing another cry of pain. To helpless to fight, he had no option but to let her place him onto a chair in the very centre of the room. He kept his head down and held tightly onto his arms, his whimpers only audible when she untied the rag.
He had begged her to leave him alone, his breathing ragged and his eyes streaming with tears, but he refused to look at her. So she reached her hand out and gripped his chin tightly, her claws piercing him, he was forced to look at her then.
So there he was, sitting at a desk, a pencil in his hand and a piece of white paper with lines. A hundred lines saying the same thing;
'Worthless, hated and alone'
She had him write that a hundred times, knowing the more he wrote it, the more he saw it than the more he'd believe it.
He couldn't write though, his hand shook too much for it to resemble anything and the lines he had already written were washed away from the tears that fell from his muzzle. He wasn't allowed the cry though, he wasn't to make a noise or it would happen again. She had warned him and this time he was going to listen. That didn't mean that the tears stopped falling, or that his lips quivered or his body shook when he tried to hold himself together. He sat broken and no one had helped him.
The teacher sat her desk, seemingly lost in a book that she held in one hand, while the other held a small wooden ruler which she liked to hit against the table, creating a loud crack as she did it in time with the music. With every beat her eyes would flicker to the boy who jerked in fear from the horrid noise. The only noise that interrupted both of them was the sound of the bell ringing loudly throughout the halls. They both looked up to the clock that was above the door, seeing the time was right. Snapping her book shut the Science teachers eyes fixed onto the blue hedgehog who stared right back at her, she showed no emotion to him whereas he bit onto his bottom lip to keep himself from crying or screaming, he no longer knew what he was going to do, he just wanted to run away and never come back. But she had the key.
Sitting herself up from her chair, the teacher turned off the music and picked up Sonic's purple hoodie. With every advancing step she made to him, Sonic's head would raise higher to keep eye contact while he tried to push himself as far away from her without hurting his back more.
Her brow was furrowed down and she dropped his hoodie on his desk, "Put it on" she ordered, her voice deep and commanding. He blinked at her, just a few times but finally broke his pleading gaze, looking down at the garment. His shaky hands reached out enough to pick it up but when he tried to place it over his head, the pain in his back intensified from trying to bring his arms up. His entire body went into lock down, he felt he couldn't move his arms, legs or neck. All he could do was tremble without wanting to scream.
It was too hard to do so when he gave a harsh cry and dropped his arms back on the table, feeling he had given up. The teacher crossed her arms and waited. She had the key.
Knowing there was no other option, he bit down on his lip again, trying not to make another sound but with a forced back groan he held up his arms, audible clicks of his joints were heard clearly when he raised his arms into the air and pushed the hoodie over his head, pulling the bottom of it down so it covered every scar he had. The materiel hurt so badly, it rubbed and clung onto loose skin.
When it was finally on, Sonic looked back at her pleadingly. He was so desperate but too scared say anything to her. Speak when spoken too, that's was one of the things she said.
Turning her head towards the door, the teacher listened to see if any of her students had arrived yet, normally being able to hear them talk outside the room, but there were only a couple. She had time.
Turing back to the hedgehog, he still struggled to breath and the only reason tears were no longer falling from his eyes was because he did everything to fight them back. He was still trembling, his eyes red and irritated while his lips quivered. He never made a word; she had to make sure it stayed like that.
From the deathly silence between the two, her hands suddenly slammed against the desk, causing the hedgehog to hunch down further, "Now… I finally have your attention" she seethed, her teeth gritted together so much that every word she spoke made her hiss like the snake she resembled. Sonic looked up at her once again, not making a sound, but holding back another whimper when her eyes narrowed at his, "You will listen to me this time. This is what years of your attitude have done. This is all a result of you. I know what you're thinking, who to tell first now doubt?"
With panic Sonic choked on his own breath. Yes, yes that was what he had been waiting for all this time. As soon as he got out he would tell everyone! But she knew… There was no worry and she knew… "P-please" he whispered in a broken voice, but like a whip she lashed her hand into the air, holding the back of her open hand into the air as a threat. Gasping, Sonic placed his hand over his lips, showing he was silent. With a controlling smile, she lowered hers. "Good. Now let's go through our options shall we?" she leaned down until her face was no higher up then his, and wasn't all that far away. Fear of what she was going to say stopped him from pushing away.
"I know what you'll do; first you'd go to Robotnik. You'll think when he heard of this he'd inform the police who will come to arrest me and I'd lose my job and end up in prison. Let's face it though; the man is as fond of you as I am. Without any evidence he won't give you the time of day" she mused. For the first time that hour, Sonic grew angry at her. She wanted a challenge, she was getting one, "Every classroom has a security camera, all I'd have to do is get him to watch" he spat, his body still trembled violently but it looked more from anger then pain.
The teacher stood up, a look showing how little she was impressed with his reasoning, "My camera has been offline for a while now" she mused. Sonic looked down at his desk, his heart beating desperately while his head spun. His eyes were once again welling up when hearing her break his hope apart. "Now, let's say you tell your friends. I know how School works, you think you can trust your friends but what good will it do? All it takes is one person to know before everyone knows. Don't think I don't know about your days at the orphanage" the moment she spoke those words, Sonic's head shot up and he stared at her with horror. How did she know? "Yes I know, I know a lot about my students. I know that you're not as tough as you make out to be, I saw that for myself. How do you suppose it would look? The School bully got beat around by an old woman!" her voice grew louder and bitter when her hand slapped the table, causing him to shrink down, "Know this Sonic. The moment this gets out there is nothing to stop children older than you, stronger than you, from doing as they please. You have many enemies around here; the only thing that keeps you safe is your precious reputation. Would you risk it? Hmm?"
He shook his head slowly, this time being unable to look at her as fresh tears fell from his tightly shut eyes. He placed his hands to his ears, no longer being able to take it. He felt like he was going insane, her words were running through his mind, each breaking his sanity knowing through it all she was right. Too many people wanted to hurt him, but didn't dare… but now… if they knew… Shadow…
"Your final option, telling your Uncle" with hearing that word the blue hedgehog opened his eyes; she had his complete attention, though he rocked himself back and forth. "If you tell your Uncle then he will go to Robotnik. Again, I may lose my job, but you will lose your family. What do you think he'll say when the Principle shows him your file? All the records of your past activities…"
His eyes slowly lifted and he stared at her, still rocking back and forth and his hands tight upon his ears.
"Such things as… the boy you punched. The girl you pushed down the stairs for being in your way. The time you stole money from the Teachers desk…"
"No!" Sonic cried out, his hands no longer on his ears but firm on the desk and instead of rocking himself he stood up desperately, pain rushing through his legs. "N-no you can't!" he pleaded. The teacher stood straight and started to circle him, "What about when you broke that boys nose while playing football, or the girl you bullied online uploading photos of her and naming her fat?"
He cupped his face in his hands, shaking his head rapidly, "S-stop, p-please just stop!"
She stopped in front of him once again, "More importantly, why don't we just tell him about the drugs we found in your backpack?"
His heart stopped. Every part of his body trembled as he fell to his knees. Not knowing what else to do he grabbed her. His head rested upon her legs and he held onto her, tears streaming from his face, "please… p-please I'm begging you, i-it wasn't l-like that… i-it wasn't m-mine… please…"
So there he was. The biggest bully of the whole School on his knees, crying, suffering, humiliated and begging… The teacher smiled.
With her hands she held onto the sides of his face and pushed him back, forcing her to stare at him, "The only reason your Uncle knows none of this is because of his history with Robotnik, you and I both know that. I have given you the options and have told you the consequences; the rest is up to you now. Just note, the next time you back answer me, humiliate me, show me up or draw incriminating pictures of me…" she had spat, Sonic tried to defend himself, wanted to scream it wasn't who drew it, but she silenced him, "This is the detention you get. If you want to carry on through the year comfortably, then Be-Have Your-Self!" with the cry of her voice, her hand once again raised high only this time is came down and slapped across Sonic's cheek, sending him to the ground.
Watching him hold his face which slowly turned red, she left him to wallow in his own pity. She picked up his bag and threw it at him where he lay. She heard a loud noise of students talking among themselves from outside of the classroom, when looking at the clock she had realized she kept her students waiting for five minutes.
Ignoring the boy who painfully struggled to push himself up and grab his bag, she walked to the door, finally opening the blind. Her hand reached down her top and she retrieved the key. Placing it in the lock she looked back at the boy who stared longingly at the door, "Remember what I said hedgehog. It's time you knew I was serious."
With that she unlocked the door.
There was not a moment wasted, desperation forced him to use his abnormal speed. The moment that door was opened he ran, ran and ran, not knowing what else to do. Students stared after him but he didn't care, no one could see him like this!
Only fate was cruel. Just he turned the corner which would lead him to the exit doors; he failed to notice the body that stood in his way. Had it not been for the persons strength the impact of his speed would have sent both of them to the ground, but because the echidna was used to his great speed, his strong arms had caught him and stopped him from falling down. It was just a second but that was longer then was needed. "Where you been? We waited ages for you outside. We're bunking off you wanna…" he couldn't carry on. His large hands gripped tightly onto Sonic's arms stopping from escaping. The red echidna had seen him how he was. He saw the way his best friend's body trembled, he saw the red irritation upon his face and he saw the tears that fell from his eyes.
The second had passed, and Sonic panicked. Kicking his friend harshly in the stomach, Knuckles was forced to let him go, dropping to his knees completely winded.
While the echidna groaned in pain, Sonic ran through the exit door leaving nothing but a gush of wind behind him while the double doors slammed again the walls.
Neither hedgehog or echidna saw, but another figure was soon following Sonic's tracks, running past the red teenager and following the fastest thing alive through the exit doors. The only thing Knuckles heard was the sound of small footsteps running past him, the last thing he saw were two tails leaving the building
Woop background stories and cliffhangers, just what everyone loves yaay.
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