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Amy's Point of View

The sun shines through the curtains, causing me to stir...

I wish I could say that I had a great night's sleep, however to say that I must have gone to sleep. I've spent the whole night tossing and turning, eagerly waiting for the morning...

But now that it's here, I wish it wasn't!

Although, I do suppose that I should get it over with. I must face him eventually so it is better if I face him sooner rather than latter...

I just wish it wasn't so soon!

I don't know how he'll react, how I'll react!
I don't know what we'll say to one another...
Assuming we do in fact speak to each other!

Urgh, to some extent I wish I hadn't told him. Then I wouldn't be sat here, thinking in the mind of a pessimist! My life would be so much easier if he hadn't just appeared right in the middle of it, if I hadn't fallen head over heels for him...

My life would be so much easier if my mother was here, however if she was here I would probably never have met Shadow...

I remember when my mother died, Cream asked me if I could bring her back for a day but in result I'd lose a year of my life. I also remember what I told her...

"No I wouldn't Cream, it would hurt both my mother and me too much... I'd know I only had a day with her and then she'd be gone again. She'd know that too, I couldn't bring her back just to tell her she had to go again. She's moved on and that's the way it should stay...I can't really explain it but no I wouldn't bring her back."

That answer still applies, despite my current situation. But I just wish I had someone to talk to...

Actually, I do have someone...

Shadow's Point of View

The sun peers through the small cap between my curtains, earning a small growl from my lips. My lack of sleep has caused me to hold some hostility towards the world today...

I growl once again as a ray of light hits my face; I guess this is my wakeup call...

If I had been asleep then it would!

I've spent the whole night thinking about Amy's declaration of love and still I haven't decided what I want to do about the entire situation.

I guess it was the shock of her actually liking me that made my heart race and my stomach churn and that caused me to panic...

I've never felt this way for anybody before in my life and this is a totally new experience! I assume I just don't know how to handle it all...

Nevertheless I know I must get up and face the earth but more importantly I have to face her!

I swallow my worries, yet they still remain, as I slowly slide out of my bed and over to my closet to pull on a t-shirt before groggily wandering into the kitchen. I turn on the kettle, desperately in need of some coffee...Some caffeine!

The kettle suddenly whistles, telling me the water is boiled. I start to pour my coffee as I hear Amy's door open...

I panic as I hear this and consequently I end up spilling sweltering hot water on my hand...

"Ow!" I yell while chucking the kettle down onto the worktop. This causes the mug of coffee to fly of the counter and land on the floor, inches away from my bare foot. The brown liquid flows out of the broken cup; a mixture of milk and coffee granulates spilt everywhere.

Amy rushes into the kitchen only to see the mess on the floor and then her eyes focus on me, my burnt hand running under the tap, cold water splashing on my wound. She immediately rushes to my side, lightly but firmly grasps my hand and inspects the burn.

"Run this under the cold water for a few more seconds and then lightly dry it with a towel. Meanwhile, I'll go get out the medical kit... I'm sure we have some ointment to put on it and then hopefully a plaster or bandage. I'll take a closer look at it in a minute, okay?" She asks me, but before I have the chance to reply she's already walked over to the other side of the kitchen.

As she rummages around in the medical cabinet, I do as she told me and run my hand under the water. Then I grab onto the nearest towel, a small hand one, and gently start to dry the water off my ebony fur.

Before I've managed to completely towel dry my burnt hand Amy is by my side again...

First aid kit and all! She opens it up and grabs hold of the cream, rubbing it onto my injury. I cringe as it stings away while Amy mutters an apology.

As she applies a small bandage, I can't help but daydream about her. It's as if I've forgotten all about last night, as if we both have...

Yet I know that's not true, I can tell we both don't want to talk about it but I can also tell that we both want to get it over and done with...

"Shadow? I'm done, it's not a major burn but the bandage should help it and eventually it will heal... Urm...I-I...I..." She shyly stutters, unsure if she should continue.

I naturally take over, "Last night? Did you mean what you said?"

She stares up at me, her eyes slightly watering. I didn't mean for my tone to sound so aggressive and I don't want for her to cry...

"Yeah, no... I don't know," She sighs as she remembers her words last night, "Yeah, I did mean it. I guess I just..."

I sigh heavily; this has just gotten a whole lot more serious. Beforehand it was just a small little fantasy that grew into a one-sided love that wouldn't progress anywhere...

Now; it's not the same case.

Now, she loves me back and it has grown from a silly little desire to a forbidden love...

I mean, what would our parents say?
What would my mother say?
What would her father say?

Once again I sigh, this time in defeat...Her father would never approve. There is no possible way that we can be together, I'm sad to say. The age different of three years, my mum's getting married to her dad and basically everything is preventing us from being together...

So I do the only thing I can think of, I destroy the relationship we've managed to build up. In other words, I convince myself that I don't want to be with her...

When truth is told, we all know I do!

"You just what?" I arrogantly demand from her.

She backs away slightly, "I just wanted... To know if you...?"

I scoff in fake laughter, however inside I'm secretly cursing at what I'm about to say.

"To know if I felt anything for you? Well no, I don't! Why would I feel anything for you? You're a small immature little child trapped in the smoking hot body of a teenager, that I wouldn't mind tapping!" I click my tongue in a perverted manner, trying my best to turn her off me.

Although I didn't mean any of that...Well maybe the last part...

I hate the way I had to be so spiteful to her in order for her to have a happier future. Despite what you may think, telling her I never loved her is better than telling her I love her but she can never have me? Isn't it?

I glare at her body, a flirtatious growl emits from my mouth as I watch her retreat in horror.

"Stop it! Stop looking at me like that!" She yells at me, tears threatening to spill...

Amy's Point of View

I take a small step back as I move away from him! His perverted growls and stares are starting to freak me out...

I don't understand why he's being like this. What have I done to make him act like this?

"Stop it! Stop looking at me like that!" The words flow out of my mouth as he stares lustfully at my pink lips, watching the words roll of them.

I blink my eyes, tears threatening to spill down upon my face. I'm so angry at the comments he has made, I just don't understand why he's acting like an outrageous pig! I'm disgusted at him and appalled at his file comment about... tapping me!

Following my statement I add a small growl, showing my aggression towards him.

"Feisty..." He winks at me, his crimson eyes holding nothing but an impious passion.

I scoff at him, my disgust clearly showing...

"So babes, what do you say? Want to make some sweet music? Or maybe you'd prefer a little 'rock and roll' would be more your style?" He teases.

Still, I'm not impressed, "If you're implying what I think you are...?"

"Of course I am! That top would look great on my bedroom floor!" He interrupts me, and in result disgusts me.

Tears pour down my face and the more I try to stop them, the more they fall...

The more my heart falls!

"Who are you? You're not the Shadow I fell in love with?" I say in between hiccups.

For what seems like a moment he falters, his eyes show sadness once again.

Yet that sadness disappears just as fast as it appeared, once again covered by his mask of distortional lust!

"Then you fell in love with the wrong guy, for this is the 'real' Shadow, as you put it..." He bellows at me, but instead of backing down... I fight my ground!

"Then everybody fell in love with the wrong guy, 'as you put it'!" I yell at him, my voice reaching breaking point as I shout my loudest.

Shadow's Point of View

I throw away my tainted act as I her words finally hit me, like a tonne of bricks. I didn't mean to upset her that much; I just wanted to make her happy in the long run.

I open my mouth in an attempt to apologise, yet I remain speechless...

If only I was speechless a few minutes ago, then maybe I could have prevented this from getting out of hand.

The problem was hard before I had to make it worse... I don't know what to do now, I need help.

I look over at her, both of our chests rising and falling rapidly as we catch our breath from our recent shouting.

My scarlet eyes look onto her pair of jade jewels. To the best of my ability, I use this eyes contact to show her how sorry I truly am...

But I think I'm failing!

The silence in the room is daunting; it's almost as if it wants to be broken...

We have nothing to say though...

Suddenly the phone rings. She doesn't move though, not even to acknowledge it even though I know she has.

The constant ringing is driving my stir crazy so I walk over to the wireless phone in the kitchen, just a few steps behind Amy...

"What?" I bark into the receiving end as a male voice replies...
"Shadow?"

Him!

I walk over to Amy, offering her the phone as he didn't call to speak to me!

She snatches it from my hand, not offering a thank you...

Then again, I don't blame her!

Amy's Point of View

I grasp it from his hands, not really wanting to speak to anybody right now-I'm far too annoyed to speak to anybody!

I just want to go to my room-Shadow's spare room- and cry while eating ice-cream; feeling sorry for myself...

Despite wanting to do nothing but brood about, listen to sad love songs and watch sad movies so I feel better about myself, I answer the phone.

"What?" I snap in exactly the same temperamental tone as Shadow.

He replies, "Amy?"

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