All Characters Belong to Sega/Archie except for my OCs.
Chapter 19: Careful Who You Trust
I gave up on going to school. After that day when I tried to go back, I just gave up on trying. A part of me felt as if it were right to just leave the mortal world alone for a while. Besides, I didn't want to be in Sonic's face all day. We were in more than enough classes together this year and I didn't think I could handle seeing his face every day when I knew that he no longer loved me. My heart had been through enough; it deserved a break so that it could heal. Sonic's heart probably also needed to recover. His betrayed expression when he had held the gun to my head had practically branded itself into my mind. It kept replaying over and over again, making me feel even guiltier each time. I wished that I could've held him and tried to make him understand. I wasn't a bad vampire; I didn't want to hurt him. I wished that I could make him understand how much I loved him…how much I needed him. I felt so alone without him. Since the moment I bolted out of his house, there was just a hole in my heart that I knew only he could fill. But he never would…not again.
Blaze continuously rang up my phone for the next couple of days. It was easy to ignore her for a while before my loneliness started to eat at me. I also began to rationalize with myself. Blaze had given me a bad impression of Scourge plus she had protected me in the best way a friend could. Surely, there had to be more to the story of Scourge trying to order her around. From Blaze's independent personality, I knew that she wasn't going to be bossed around that easily. Plus, a part of me missed her. She was my best friend and with my breakup still fresh in my mind, I needed her support. So, with that being said I actually did answer one of her calls and invited her over to talk.
She immediately came over after we got off the phone and grabbed me into a bear hug when I opened the front door. "I'm sorry, Amy. I'm so sorry," she said as her arms tightened around me. A small bit of my heartache went away at the feel of her familiar arms and the warmth of the care she had for me. I wrapped my arms around her as well and squeezed her tightly. I had missed her.
We went up to my bedroom where we both plopped down on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. We lay there for a while, the silence brooding over us as we decided which one of us was going to speak first and what we were going to say. Blaze decided to step up to the plate and got to the explanation I was curious about. "He threatened to kill Olivia and I if we didn't do what he said," Blaze said lowly. "I don't know how he found us since we were living with our new caregivers but he did. It wasn't long after we'd all be turned…maybe ten years at the most. I remember he showed up on our doorstep and he was yelling at me about where you were and how you'd disappeared because someone had taken you away and such. I'd never seen him so angry before… I couldn't let him hurt Olivia. Me, I don't care about but she doesn't deserve to die."
"I understand. I'd do anything to protect Adrian too. What…what exactly were the orders he gave you?"
"First it was to find your location and get in close proximity to you. I got that done when our caregivers got into contact and you guys moved here to Orlando. I reported back to him to inform him that I'd complied with his request. Then he wanted me to bring you to him. I refused to do that on all accounts. I had been stupid enough to do it once when I didn't know what the damage would be. Olivia told me what Adrian had shared with me about his experiences when he was with Scourge. That boy has every right to be traumatized, really. He went through Hell. That's why I couldn't give you to him. I didn't trust him with your safety. He got irritated, as expected, but he wasn't angry. He just waved it off and told me that he'd get someone else to do it. He then gave me orders to keep an eye on you and to make sure you didn't fall in love or date anyone else. In his mind, you're still his. He was more than just upset when he found out about you dating Sonic."
"Then he must be pretty happy now that it's over," I murmured. Blaze's hand reached out to grab mine and give it a soft squeeze.
"Do you wanna talk about what happened?"
"He's…he's a hunter. I knew he was a hunter since a month before prom and then on but I tried to ignore it. I tried to ignore what he was going to do when he found out what I was. I could've carried on without telling him if Scourge hadn't come to town. When Sonic saw him, he put two and two together and forced me to tell him who I really was – or what I was per to say. Then he tried to kill me." Blaze squeezed my hand tighter. "He couldn't bear to love a vampire."
"I'm so sorry, Amy."
"Don't be. This isn't anyone's fault except my own. I dug my own hole with Sonic. I should've been honest with him from the get go. Maybe then it wouldn't hurt this bad." Blaze shifted closer to me so that she could wrap me up into another hug.
"I'm sorry," she murmured.
"It's okay," I told her as I returned the hug. We hung out for the rest of the day, watching movies and watching stupid reality television shows. We didn't talk much but her presence helped make me feel a bit better. I didn't want her to leave when her caregiver called and told her it was time to come home. I was a bit afraid to be alone again. However, it wasn't too bad. The silence wasn't as depressing and soul sucking as it was before. Instead it was actually sort of…peaceful. I had done my time moping; now it was time to just get myself together.
I picked up one of my favorite, old fashioned romance novels and helped myself to a hot cup of tea. Then, I curled up in my bed and began to dive into a world of fancy dresses and charming rich men. While I had read the novel many times before, it never failed to intrigue me. I loved the story of the poor girl who is turned into a beautiful socialite and manages to capture the heart of the wealthiest bachelor in the state. I loved the theme of finding genuineness and purity between materialism. I also just absolutely adored the old school chivalry and gentlemen like acts that the main love interest takes to woo the main character. It was just absolutely adorable.
Just as I was getting towards my favorite scene of the book, the part where the two lovers finally express their feelings and kiss, I heard a soft tap on my window. My heart immediately skipped a beat as a memory of Sonic throwing rocks at my window during the summer rang through my mind. He did that frequently in the middle of the night to wake me up and have me go on a drive with him to the baseball field where we'd lay on the hood of his car, covered by a blanket, and watch the stars. While I doubted that it was Sonic at my window, the thought was still nice.
I looked up to see Scourge dangling at my window, his blue eyes staring at me with admiration. I stared back at him for a moment as I mentally debated if I should push him off or let him in. While the first did sound good, I knew that I should probably start being nicer to him. He hadn't done anything wrong to me personally but I sure wasn't letting him anywhere near Adrian. He also had left me alone for a few days. I guessed that maybe I should let him talk for a little while and just see what he wanted. I could offer him that much.
"What are you doing here," I asked him as I opened my window. He pulled himself up so that he could swing his legs inside. The rest of his body followed and before I knew it, he was hovering over me. I hadn't realized how tall Scourge was. I had been so used to Sonic's height that I hadn't noticed that Scourge was probably about his height or taller. It didn't show though since Scourges body was just as muscular as Sonic. Plus his face was just as handsome…I guessed.
"Get dressed," he told me. "We're going out." I raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm not going anywhere with you. I did that once already."
"And did I hurt you?" I frowned. "Exactly. Now please get dressed. I want to go somewhere with you."
"Scourge, I don't want to go anywhere with you. Please just respect my wishes."
"I will once you stop testing me. I've spent a great deal of time looking for you."
"And now that you've found me: what do you want?" Scourge crinkled his eyebrows together as he opened his mouth to speak. He hesitated for a moment before taking a step closer to me. He then cautiously reached his hands out so that he could cup my face. My implicit mind burned with satisfaction once more at his touch but my new mind tried hard to fight against it. His touch wasn't the one I craved…
"I want us to be together," he whispered sincerely, his blue eyes soft with care. "I did all of this just so that we could be together…" He leaned his face closer, his lips pursing the slightest bit. I quickly realized that he was trying to kiss me and stepped back out of his grasp. Scourge sighed in frustration as I did so. He ran his hand through his hair. "Why won't you love me," he asked lowly. "I…I don't understand. I did so much for you – for us…for our future."
"Scourge, I get that you sacrificed a lot for us to be together but…we're not the same people we used to be. We're both totally different people now. I'm not the girl you remember nor are you the guy that a part of me remembers."
"The vampire traits only change but so much, Amy," he said, his voice becoming dry. He took his hand off his head as he turned his blue eyes back to me. He looked me up and down, his blue eyes analyzing my body and face. "But you know that's not the reason you won't open up to me."
"Scourge, listen to me. Can you do that?" He nodded. "You kidnapped me, you left my brother traumatized and scared out of his mind, you had me threatened and almost kidnapped again and now you're expecting me to just open my heart to you when it's broken and when I barely even know who you are. I know that you remember everything but sadly it's not the same for me. I've had to start all over and I've just lost everything and…it's all just happening to fast." Scourge tilted his head at me.
"The hunter," he murmured. "He hurt you…didn't he?"
"Did you listen to what I just said?"
"Yes and I believe that it's all bullshit. This isn't about me, Amy. Maybe if he hadn't come into the picture it would have but you know that it's not about me. He hurt you, didn't he?" I stared at him, trying to come up with a good lie. I wanted to tell him that Sonic hadn't hurt me at all; this was all Scourge's fault. It had always been his fault. But I couldn't do that and Scourge knew that. His blue eyes could see the pain I was harboring. He knew that I was going through motions that had absolutely nothing to do with him.
"You should go," I murmured.
"What did he do to you?" I shook my head.
"Scourge please leave."
"Are you okay? You're not severely hurt are you?"
"No; please leave. Please. I don't want to talk about it." Scourge stared at me for a moment before raising his hands.
"I'm sorry, Amy. Is there…is there anything I can do to help?"
"You can leave." Scourge seemed disappointed at my request, his mouth turning into a small frown. He cautiously stepped closer to me before wrapping his arms around me. He held me close against his firm chest and nicely sculpted abdomen. I closed my eyes as my implicit mind reminisced of what it had felt like to run my hands over his body. His familiar scent swarmed around me, easing my mind a bit. Without realizing it, I relaxed in his grasp. I leaned my head against his chest as my mental weariness came over me.
Scourge noticed my calm state and gently picked me up off of my feet. I stay still in his grasp as he walked over to my bed and lay me down. He pulled the covers down and picked my legs up so that he could slide them under. I felt like a child as he tucked me into my bed and lay my head on the fluffiest part of the pillow. He handled me so gently, as if I were made of glass. I watched his face as he did so, taking notice of the softness that had overtaken his eyes. His mouth was turned into a gentle line, tight in concentration. He stroked my face when he was finished, his finger slowly tracing down my cheek. "Do you still want me to leave," he asked.
"No," I said as my implicit mind took over my voice. "I mean, if you don't want to…"
"I'll be gone when you wake up but I'll be back to check on you." He leaned down to kiss my forehead. "Sweet dreams, my love," he murmured against my skin. He turned out my light before disappearing into the darkness. While I wasn't able to see his physical appearance, I could feel his presence there; I could smell his scent. He was there watching over me. My implicit mind felt at ease with that thought as my eyes fluttered shut. That night, I felt him take ahold of my dreams and twist my nightmares into sweet memories of me and him at six years old, filled with innocent bliss and not having any cares in the world.
When I awoke the next morning, he really was gone. I didn't feel his presence nor could I smell him. His absence made my implicit mind sigh in sadness. My conscious mind did feel a bit better though. His presence had helped me in a way. I wasn't sure how but I couldn't bring myself to really analyze it. All I knew was that I was getting back on the right track; that had to be all that mattered.
After I ate breakfast and downed a bottle of blood, I decided to go out for a small shopping trip. I figured that picking out some new clothes may distract my still broken heart from replaying Sonic's haunting expression. I drove down to the mall where I walked around for a couple of hours and picked out a couple of new dresses for the forthcoming fall and winter. I also picked up some new shoes and in spur of the moment: I cut my hair. I didn't cut it super short nor was it a drastic cut. It had gotten so long to the point where it was about to reach my waist so I just cut it down so that it lay right at the small of my back.
From the mall I went to the small shopping center that held the bookstore. I shopped around there, buying nearly every interesting romance novel I could find. Then I headed to a small café in the same strip to have some lunch. There were tons of couples sitting around in the café, talking and laughing. It was late afternoon on a Saturday so I should've expected that. Sonic had taken me to this café once since he had wanted to hang out right after he'd gotten out of work. I had waited there for him for a couple minutes before he walked in, decked out in a fresh new pair of clothes and his hair messy from his quick change. The memory of how cute he looked brought a small smile on my face.
After ordering a small sandwich and a Chai latte, I sat down at a small booth near the corner. I ate quietly as I watched the mortals around me. I felt content with my seclusion yet I couldn't help but to long for a companion. I thought it would be nice to have someone to talk to while I sat there. While I wasn't particularly asking for Scourge to pop out of the blue, a small part of me didn't mind if he were the one sitting across from me.
Suddenly, between a sip of my latte, I caught of a whiff of the familiar scent of peaches and sandalwood that I missed so much. I looked up from over the rip of the cup to see Sonic walking inside, dressed in a simple tee and jeans. His eyes scanned the café for a moment before they landed on me, alone in the corner. Immediately, his eyes filled with the hatred that had surfaced weeks before. I held his gaze, my lips struggling not to turn into a frown. Sally came in behind him, dressed in her usual short skirt and exposing top. I took a peek into her mind to see that she was buzzing with curiosity about what Sonic wanted to talk about. He had invited her out to lunch to talk and had made it clear that talking was all they were going to do. She doubted that since she knew Sonic and I had broken up. She was practically praying that he would get back together with her. Yet, she knew that he wasn't there to talk about that.
She glanced in my direction, sending me a dirty look. She then put her hand on Sonic's arm. "I'll go grab us a table," she told him. He nodded before murmuring something so low that even I couldn't hear him. She must've heard him though since she nodded and walked off towards an empty table. Sonic glanced at me one more time, his foot turning slightly as if he were considering walking my way. However, just as he took a step, Scourge suddenly appeared in the seat across from me. He was dressed in a simple black fitted, cotton plaid button up with jeans. His green hair was combed back out of his eyes, leaving their blueness out to everyone's exposure. Sonic seemed surprised but his sudden appearance. He scowled slightly before walking off towards the food counter.
"We should go," Scourge said lowly.
"Why," I asked.
"I don't like the way he looked at you. I don't trust him around you when you're alone. I can't tell what he's capable of. I don't want him to hurt you; I wouldn't be able to live with myself if he did."
"We'll be fine. We're in public. I doubt he'd try to shoot me with all of these people around. Hunters do have to be discreet, don't they?"
"Yes, yes they do. You seem to be recovering faster than I expected."
"Not really. I've just stopped moping." Scourge nodded in understanding.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Yes. Thanks." Scourge's lips pulled up into a small smile for a moment before it fell back down.
"So, I was thinking and I…I want to win back your trust – if that's possible. I'd also like to earn back your friendship. I've come to realize that what I did was a bit much considering that you have lost your memory and you don't remember me. But since I'm here now, I thought I could try to do things the right way…if you'll let me."
"Yea. I think I'd like that," I told him with a soft smile. He returned the smile, his eyes lighting up with happiness. I glanced at Sonic who was now sitting with Sonic to see that he was staring at me. His mouth was moving slightly as he spoke to his ex in a hushed tone. He looked away when he noticed I was staring back at him. I must've frowned as I looked back at Scourge since he was frowning as well.
"He still has your heart, doesn't he," he asked. I looked down as I nodded. "I remember when I used to have it," he murmured so low that I almost didn't hear him. "Would you like to talk about what happened?"
"It was…it was more my fault than his. I knew he was a hunter for more than a few months now and I…I kept deceiving him. He has every right to hate me. I lied to him…I misused his trust…I broke his heart."
"You can't put all the blame on yourself."
"There's no one else I can put the blame on, Scourge. No one told me to lie to him; I did that on my own account." I sighed. "Now I just have to live with that decision." Scourge frowned before slowly reaching out his hand. He gently grabbed mine and gave it a soft squeeze. My implicit mind once again went alive with life, buzzing with nostalgia and happiness. Again, his touch also brought a bit of ease to my conscious mind.
"You wanna come somewhere with me? I want to show you something? I swear I'm not kidnapping you." I glanced up at him to see that he now had a small smile on his face. I could see a bit of mischief had appeared in his eyes but not in a bad way. He was teasing me. I couldn't help but let my lips pull up into the smallest hint of a smile.
"Sure," I murmured. We both got up, causing Sonic's and Sally's gazes to shift to us. Vanessa's expression was wide with shock, causing me to think that he had told her what I was. Hopefully she wasn't part of a hunter family as well. If she was then he was digging my grave for me. From my actions back at his house, he probably thought that I didn't know how to fight off hunters. While I did know how, I was too caught up in my shame and plus I just didn't want to hurt him. I loved him too much to harm him.
Sonic's expression, on the other hand, was one of complete confusion and worry. One of his thoughts escaped from his head, confirming both emotions that showed on his face. Why is she going with him? Where were they going? What was she doing with him? I thought he was bad for her… his voice rang in my head. My heart clenched at the familiar sound. His accent still sent shivers down my spine as did his deep voice send tingles to my stomach. God, I missed it.
"Can I have your car keys," Scourge asked as we approached my red Chevrolet. I raised an eyebrow at him. He smiled mischievously. "Don't worry. I'm not a reckless driver."
"Please don't scratch my baby," I told him as I dug my keys out of my purse. I hesitated but I did hand him my keys. I got into the passenger seat while he got into the driver's seat. He adjusted my seat to his liking, muttering under his breath about how short I was, before actually beginning to drive off away from the café. We rode back to my neighborhood, past both Blaze's and I's houses, until we reached an huge red house that looked in mint condition. I stared at it in awe. Since it was at the end of the neighborhood, I had never seen it before. While a lot of the houses around my neighborhood were big, this had to be the biggest. It had huge white pillars out front that a big porch hid behind. The windows were curtained so you couldn't see the inside of the house but I could only guess how perfectly furnished it was in there.
"This is my old house," Scourge explained. "Come on; I'll give you a tour." I looked at him in confusion as he eagerly hopped out of the car. I got out as well and followed him to the front door.
"Don't people live here," I asked him.
"No," he said simply. He took a key out from his pocket and unlocked the front door. He motioned for me to go in first which I complied with slowly. In front of me was a long tiled hallway that led to a kitchen. There was a big living room to my left that was fully furnished with a thick royal blue carpet, a flat screen television, sleek black furniture, tall black lamps and black coffee tables. There was a swirled stairway to my right. Scourge walked around me and began to walk up the steps. I followed him to the second floor where he continued to walk down a long hallway. All of the doors were closed so I couldn't see into any of the rooms. He opened the door to the room at the end of the hallway. He once again motioned for me to go in first which I did.
The room was painted a deep blue color with a queen sized bed that had a black comforter on it, a black wooden desk, a small television, a bean bag chair, and even a small ledge for a balcony. Scourge's scent lingered heavily in the room. "This is my room," he told me as he walked in. I looked around as I walked closer, shooting Scourge a confused glance. He seemed at ease in this house despite the fact that it was abandoned yet still fully furnished. Plus the room we were in still resembled that of a teenage boy. Obviously no one had lived there after his family. But why?
Scourge got down on the floor to look for something under his bed. He bit his lip in concentration as his hand searched around for what he was looking for. I heard him smack something metal as he smiled and retreat his hand. With that, he retrieved a big metal box that could only be opened with a key. He simply broke the lock off the box before opening it. He sat down on his bed as the smile on his face widened. "Come here," he said as he glanced up at me. His blue eyes were now filled with excitement, a nostalgic joy coming across his face. I walked up to the bed and sat down beside him. I took a peek into the box to see that it was filled with little trinkets.
"What's this," I asked him.
"This is a box that I store everything you give me in – or anything that would fit." He pulled out a rock that had a purple flower painted on it. "You gave me this when we were three. You called it a token of your friendship." He put it back in the box before shuffling his hand around. The next thing he pulled out was a handful of handmade bracelets. "These are all the friendship bracelets you made me over the summer when we were at camp and stuff." He took out a few action figures. "Don't judge but I was a superhero nerd as a child. I got teased for it a lot but you never thought it was weird. So, you brought me a couple for my birthday one year." Finally he pulled out a blue ring pop. "This was from our freshman year of high school when you promised that if you got to choose who you'd marry: you'd marry me." He smiled down at the wrapped candy. "We were strange kids. The only reason we became friends was because all the kids in our pre-kindergarten class thought we were weird. I remember the first day you talked to me. You had little pigtails and you were wearing a pink tutu." He smiled. "I was getting teased by some of the other kids and you came over and put all of them in their place. Half of the boys admired and feared you since then. Then we got to middle school and all of our so called "strangeness" disappeared."
"When we became popular, right?" Scourge nodded.
"Everyone wanted to be us for whatever reason. Blaze used to say it was because the two of you hit puberty and became drop dead gorgeous meanwhile I was the nerdy friend who in high school hit puberty and also became drop dead gorgeous. She used to call us the ugly duckling group. Once I even went around the school quacking at people cause I couldn't figure out what sound a swan made." I giggled. Scourge looked up at me, a huge smile coming across his face. "I missed that sound," he said softly. He slowly raised his hand to caress my cheek again. "You used to laugh all the time," he murmured. "You used to hate your laugh; you thought you sounded like a dying seal." I bit my lip as a smile threatened to come upon my lips. "But I always thought you sounded like an angel," he murmured. His gaze on me softened, his ice blue eyes filling with admiration again. His hand trailed its way around the side of my jaw and made a bee line to my hair where he tugged softly on a stray strand.
"Where…where are your parents," I asked him so that we could change the subject. Scourge's soft expression hardened as he twirled my pink lock around his finger.
"I think they're dead," he murmured unsurely. He tilted his head as his eyes distanced themselves from the present and back into the past. "They weren't home when our house was attacked. They were at some charity event or something. The venom worked quickly through my body so I was up and about by the time they got home. I stayed out of their sight though. My creator told me that it would be better if they thought I had died. As it turns out, the thought wasn't better. When my mother saw the mess, she had a complete meltdown. She actually almost died from the panic attack of trying to find me and trying to convince herself that I wasn't dead. My father tried to keep her calm but the truth hit him like a wrecking ball as well. I was their only child…I was all they had…and I was gone." His eyes lowered. "My mother couldn't take the grief. She killed herself before even trying to plan a funeral. Or at least that's what I heard. I never heard about what happened to my father. I'm not sure if he could live without the both of us…he was a big family man."
"I'm so sorry, Scourge," I told him. I hesitated but I reached up to gently run my knuckles across his strong jaw line. His skin was surprisingly warm and unnaturally smooth. My implicit mind sent tingles of joy to the skin on my knuckles.
"I miss them," he murmured as his hand fell away from my hair. He looked away, causing me to drop my own hand. His hand went to rub the silky comforter, his blue eyes filled with both sadness and nostalgia. My heart truly felt for him in that moment. He reminded me of myself: lost, alone, and struggling with balancing the events of the past and the future. I could see behind his eyes that he was still trying to figure himself out. He still wasn't sure who he was or who he was supposed to be. He just knew who his race wanted him to be. But maybe even then, that may not be who he wanted to be. Maybe he wasn't all that bad on the inside.
"Can I…can I ask you a question," I asked. Scourge looked back to me, his eyebrow raising the slightest bit. "Um, what…what would happen if…if I did go with you…?" Scourge crinkled his eyebrows together in confusion.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I heard that the Bana were collecting vampires like me."
"Oh yea," he murmured. "You are a guardian angel, aren't you?" I nodded. "Then you'd be under my protection."
"Like Adrian was," I shot back bitterly. I hadn't even thought about the statement before it came out of my mouth. It kind of just…came out. Scourge didn't seem phased by my tone. He held my steady gaze, his eyes patient.
"I didn't have the power back then that I do have now. I made a big mistake bringing you and Adrian to the Bana but I had good intentions. I didn't know that there were different races of vampires yet. I just knew that they were a safe haven for me and I wanted the two of you to be safe. I didn't know that they would take Adrian away. I swear that I didn't. But I worked my ass off to gain the high position I have no so that they two of you could be protected. I was trying to get Adrian out of captivity when he escaped. I remember locking him out of his cell and everything and he just shot me away and bolted. I get that he was afraid and that I should've explained before I let him out but I was just too happy that I could help. I thought that maybe we could find you together. Your caregivers had broken you out of my care not too long after I'd turned you. I thought maybe we'd all be reunited and we could be a small family – together." He reached out his hand to cup my face. "Everything I did – everything I do – I do for you," he told me. I stared at him in surprise, the genuine care that shined in his eyes blowing me away. He really did still love me.
"Why," I murmured. "Why do you still care?"
"Because I love you, Amy. I've never stopped loving you. Just like you love that…hunter; you'd do anything for him, wouldn't you?" I nodded. "That's how I feel about you. You may not trust me, you may not particularly like me, and you may not feel the same way I do but I would still do anything for you. I just…I just want things to go back to the way they used to be. I want it to be you and me against the world. I want you to love me again. I know that it's a lot to wish for but like I said before: I'll take things slow. I'll try to earn back your trust and then…then we can take it from there."
"You're really not going to give up on me, are you?"
"Not even if you asked me to." His thumb rubbed my skin. "I made you a promise a long time ago and I'd be damned if I gave up on it now." He leaned closer to kiss my forehead. His lips were soft, and just as gentle as his touch. "Come on; I'll take you home."
It was a short drive back to my house; it was literally only about two minutes long. Scourge's old house wasn't far from mine at all. We probably walked back and forth when we were mortals. The same with Blaze's house. We all lived pretty close to each other but not so close that we all lived on top of each other. It was just the right distance.
When he arrived at my house, Scourge handed me back my keys. He also helped me lug all my bags to my front door. "Thank you," I told him. He shot me a smile.
"You're welcome," he replied. He glanced at the door, his smile twisting a strange way. I was about to question his actions before the door opened. Adrian was standing there now, dressed in his simple pajama pants and a tee shirt. He glanced at me before his emeralds went to Scourge. His eyes immediately widened and I saw all the fear that I thought had vanished resurface on his face. Scourge's smile widened, his blue eyes almost widening as well – but not in a fearful or surprised way. Instead it was in that weird, psycho way. His new expression scared me, especially since I saw his fangs sharpen the slightest bit. "Adrian, how nice to see you again," he told my brother.
"What are you doing here," Adrian asked.
"I'm dropping Amy off; I couldn't let her drive home by herself now could I?" Adrian didn't reply. His jaw tightened as his eyes lowered. Scourge looked to me and his crazy eyes immediately vanished. "Goodnight Amy." He stepped closer to give me a kiss on the forehead. "Sweet dreams." He glanced at Adrian, sparing him a soft nod before walking off the porch. I watched him walk in a mortal way for a couple seconds before he suddenly disappeared into the dark night.
Adrian immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. He slammed the door behind us before turning his livid eyes towards me. "What the hell were you doing with that psychopath?" He yelled at me.
"Why did he look at you like that," I countered. "Why did you look so afraid of him?"
"Because he's fucking crazy, that's why! You can't be hanging around him."
"Adrian, he doesn't seem all that bad."
"Key word: seem. The dude is fucking insane. You can't trust him, Amy. You can't let him hurt you again. Promise me that you won't hang out with him again."
"Adrian, I wish I could promise you that. I really wish I could but…" Adrian narrowed his eyes.
"You still have feelings for him, don't you?" I shrugged.
"A part of me does but another part of me just wants to give him a chance. His intentions has never been to hurt us; he was only trying to keep us safe." Adrian opened his mouth to say something but I countered him. "I promised you that I wouldn't let him hurt you again and I won't. But, you have to let me take care of him. He obviously has some type of strong feelings for me that's making his evil genes go haywire which may give us an advantage. We won't know what he wants until I let him in. When I do then we'll take it from there, okay?"
"I really hope you know what you're doing," Adrian replied. "But just to let you know: you have terrible taste in men. First a hunter and now this psychopath." He shook his head. "I just hope they kill each other before one of them tries to kill you." I raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You don't really think Sonic doesn't still have feelings for you, do you?" I opened my mouth to speak but I quickly shut it. I had never contemplated whether or not he still had feelings for me. I just came to the terms that I had lost him…and that I probably would never get him back. I didn't think that he may still love me. I mean, his reaction had happened so fast. I couldn't even rationalize about what his emotions were going through. I could barely handle my own. "Just be careful," my brother told me. He gave me a soft hug before helping me carry my bags up to my room. Once he left, I flopped down on my bed and let out a sigh. God, what was I getting myself into?
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