(Amy POV)

Shadow is my best friend. He knows everything about me there is to know about who Amy Rose is and how she feels about life and what she wants most in the world. So how could he not know she was afraid?

He continued to sit there burying his muzzle in my neck. It was involentary. I stiffened and started to shake. "Shadow..."

"Mm?" He wrapped his arms around me and lay still. I hated myself for it, especially after what happened back at Sonic's apartment, but I swallowed and did it anyways.

"Please let go of me." I pulled away and briskly walked inside, leaving him frozen and looking very hurt on his motercycle.

Once I was inside the familiar settings washed over me. The pictures of Shadow and his friends, of me and mine, of the two of us...keep walking, you'll see my room, next to his and his guest room, the kitchen, his T.V. room...

Shadow has still not come inside. I slowly backed up and opened the door to his room. When I noticed a picture of Sonic (on a dartboard!), I sank to my knees and was choked by the memories that it brought forth.

I heard the door open. I was dehydrated, so idn;t react as fast as I should have. Why I chose not to defend myself boggles my mind.

He knelt beside me and grabbed my arm. I was roughly dragged to the bed and forced into his lap. I wimpered as his hand was pressing on some of my more blackend bruises.

"What's the matter?" He chuckled evilly.

He removed my cloths and got on top of me. I attemped to block out the sound of him removing his own clothes, but it didn't work. He held me down a whispred in my ear, "What? No fight in you today?" Pain followed, and there was fight in my then, thrashing, trying in vain to get away. I settled for crying, and he continued to laugh.

"Amy?" He said in a different voice, a kinder and lower voice. "Amy, please are you..."

I opened my eyes to see Shadow above me, his hands on my shoulders. I could see him visably relax. "Amy, what happened? I heard a thud so I ran in and I saw you lying here and I..."

"Um, no, I'm fine, I just..." I leaned into him. It was like those images were burned on the back or my eyes. I clung to Shadow, wallowing in my own self pity.

(Shadow POV)

Okay, so maybe Amy doesn't like me that much. I mean, I kissed her and she ran inside and passed out. God, I hate my life.

I could feel my own cold self taking that obsessive freak that was in control and kicking him to the side. I was Shadow again, and Shadow sighs when Amy sobs in his lap. Shadow pats her on the head and gets up. Shadow leaves the girl I love by herself. Shadow walks into his room and closes the door.

Shadow makes us walk into his bathroom and look in the mirror. I see him, staring at me.

"No, I snarled." I was in control of myself again. I could see him there in the mirror. "What doyou want." I looked in his eyes, and he looked back at me without saying anything. "You want this right?" I grabbed my torso. "You want your body back. I don't blame you. It's yours, after all."

He opened his mouth to speak, but I didn't let him. "No. You can't have it. You can't have it because then I will have nowhere to go. It's mine now, and it's her fault." I sank to my knees. I'm going insane. That's it. Absolutly insane. Amy is making me insane.

(Amy POV)

Oh, now I've done it. That doesn't seem like something a guy who just expressed his love for me would do. I considered going after him and apoplogizing, but before I make my descision he opens the door and falls on me.

I have no clue how it happened, but somehow we ended up lying on the couch together silently. Every bit of sense I had said stay far away, but I know I needed to move on. I don't love Shadow. At least, not the way he claims to love me. Yet I can't hurt him...not after everything he's don't to make sure I'm not hurt.