Amy Rose got home and sunk into her bed. Her parents were at work for the day. She knew that she was going to be in trouble even more for skipping school, but she didn't care. She knew that she needed to be alone to let all of these thoughts swirl through her head. She didn't know what she wanted to do. Should she try to press charges on Sonic? But, then that meant everyone would find out. Hell, she didn't even know exactly what happened herself, so that wasn't an option. At least it wasn't yet. Amy looked at her phone that buzzed. It was a text from Scourge. "Hey, I haven't heard from you. Are you safe?" he asked. Amy didn't feel like replying at the time. She knew that Scourge only meant the best, but she just wanted to be left alone. She turned her phone off and tossed it away from her. That's when she heard loud banging on the front door to her house.
She quietly crept down the stairs towards the door. She peeped through the hole before opening the door. "Blaze, what are you doing here?"
"Amy! Why the hell did you leave? What is going on?" Blaze hugged her friend tightly. "Amy, please talk to me, you're my best friend."
Amy sighed. "Blaze, I think... I think Sonic... he... ugh..." she trailed off. She couldn't form the words. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes and a lump formed in her throat. "Amy, tell me," Blaze insisted. Amy wrapped her arms around herself. "Come upstairs," Amy said. Blaze followed her friend closely as Amy led her up to her bedroom. Blaze sat on the bed as Amy shut the door. "Amy, I have been worried sick about you. Please talk to me," Blaze said again. Amy stared at the floor. "Blaze, I think Sonic hurt me. Scourge told me that Sonic was on top of me at the party when he came in to rescue me. I woke up the next morning at Scourge's house. I can't really remember much, but I know what Scourge told me, and I remember seeing Sonic at some point. But everything is foggy. I don't know what to do," Amy cried. She sat on her beanbag beside her bed. Blaze stood, furious. "So that's what they were talking about today. Sonic has been telling everyone that he made you "his b**ch" I don't know what you should do. First of all, are you feeling okay?" Amy then twiddled her thumbs. "I-I don't know."
"Amy, we have to make sure you are okay. I can't lose you," Blaze said. That's when Amy's mother came into the room. "Amy, I got a call from the school that you weren't there today. What have you been doing?" she asked sternly. Blaze looked over at Amy, then back to Amy's mom. "I just wasn't feeling the best. Blaze here came to check up on me," Amy lied. "Well, you better be happy that they called me and not your dad," her mother said. "It seems like you are feeling much better now though, so you need to make sure that you get done with any homework that you missed." She then left the room. Blaze had completely forgotten about her backpack on her back. "Oh yea, I actually brought you the answers," Blaze said. Blaze and Amy decided to sit down and do Amy's make-up work together. Amy struggled to concentrate. She didn't want to be there. She wanted to just dig a hole and die in it. She hated the thought of showing up at school the next day because she already knew that everyone would be talking about her. During Amy and Blaze's study sesh, her mom came up to her room again. "Amy, someone is at the door for you." she said from outside the door.
Amy stepped down the stairs hastily. When she opened it, she saw a tall green hedgehog with icy blue eyes. He was soaked from head to toe; it was pouring outside. Thunder crashed outside. "Scourge! What are you doing here? And you're soaked! Get in here," she pulled him inside. And shut the door. "Here, let's get you cleaned up," she said as she pulled him upstairs.
Amy pulled Scourge through the door. Blaze raised a brow. "What is the other school skipper doing here?" she asked. "Let's worry about that after he gets these soaking clothes off. He's dripping all over my carpet!" Amy then pushed him into the bathroom. She then grabbed some oversized sweatpants and a giant t-shirt from her closet, the only things that wouldn't be too small for him. "Here, take these and get yourself a shower!" she said. Scourge then obliged as Amy made her way back to her bedroom.