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Fourth
I tiptoed through the door quietly, checking if Tails was waiting by the door. When I didn't see any sign, I sighed and walked through the house normally. Thinking I was safe, I headed upstairs. A sudden voice made me jump.
"You seem to be going for longer and longer these days, Sonic," Tails began. He looked like he was cooking something; his eyes were pouring over a cook book and ingredients were surrounding him. "You'd think you would have run out of places to go."
"There's always somewhere to go," I reasoned, trying to walk upstairs again.
"You know… we're all just waiting for the day you never come back." he muttered, turning around to the stove. I turned around.
"I'll always come back. You all know I'd never leave!" I exclaimed and my whole body tensed at the thought of such a terrible thing. I breathed in and out to calm myself, but didn't succeed. Tails stayed silent for a while. He started to pace the kitchen and then looked up at me; he was sad or worried, maybe both.
"But do you think Amy knows that?" he whispered.
My face fell. I couldn't answer that.
"All I'm saying is… you shouldn't assume that everyone sees things the way you do. What seems like a short run to you could be a disappearing act to everyone else." At that thought, he stopped looking at me and begun cooking.
I walked upstairs into my room and sat on the bed. I stared at the roof, thinking about what Tails meant. Maybe that's why Amy went quiet… I looked over to the clock. 7.30PM. Amy usually sent a message around now, telling me when to come by. I went on a hunt for my phone… it's not like my room was entirely messy, I wasn't in it much. I tossed over the mattress, the sheets and even all the socks on the floor but still couldn't find it. I ran downstairs to Tails.
"Have you seen my phone?" I breathed.
"Nope," he muttered. Tails was now flipping an omelette upside down on a pan; he looked rather concentrated too.
I ran through every room in the house, but couldn't find it anywhere. I was starting to get worried. What if I had left her alone? What if she wanted me to come by now and I hadn't replied? What if Tails was right and she did something bad because I didn't answer? What if, what if, what if! I sat down and breathed. As soon as I thought about all the places it could be, a thought snapped me upright.
"THE FIELD!" I shouted and ran out the door.
I could hear Tails' mutter in the background, just before I ran off.
"Strange guy…"
*
The field was dark now, a light mist of raindrops on the grass and raining from above; drizzling on my shoes. It had almost an eerie atmosphere, the dark and endless space. I tried to shake off the feeling that something was wrong, or I was being followed. The aim was to get the phone and go, and that was all I had to do. Still, I couldn't help but keep my senses alert.
I saw a silver glint, near the tree I had sat under just a few hours before. I ran over. Just as I had touched the phone, a twig snapped behind me. My neck jerked around fast and I crouched into a fighting stance. Whoever it was, I would be ready to fight.
"Faker…" a deep voice muttered. I saw a figure, alike to mine step into the moonlight. A smirk was perched on his face which brought an odd mixture of relief and contempt. I straightened myself, realising that I still appeared defensive.
"Following me eh?" I laughed, rubbing the back of my neck. I had really wanted to get out of there to see Amy, fast. The dark figure scoffed in amusement, retorting,
"I assure you I have much more interesting things to do than follow a mere copycat version of myself." Suddenly, he looked away. His gaze snapped right and he glared into the darkness. Although it remained silent, he seemed fixated on what he had heard. He quickly refocused his attention before I could mention it.
"How is Amy?" he asked cautiously, still slipping glances right. She was the only one he showed concern for and he was careful about revealing was never exactly eager to get caught up in our group's problems.
"I was just finding out actually…" At that thought I checked my phone. Flipping it open, I peered at a blank screen and frowned.
"Things haven't gotten any worse, have they?" He was staring me in the eye; his red eyes gave a look so venomous that I could almost feel it sinking into my skin. I shook my head slowly.
"No."
"But not any better…" he muttered. He opened his mouth to say something else but bushes rustling behind us distracted him. His head quickly turned to the sound. He gave me one last glance, attempting to pierce me again with his glowing red eyes then turned back around and disappeared with a small flash. I was alone once again.
"Shit, what was that about?" I thought out loud.
I ran back home, remembering that Amy hadn't messaged yet. When I walked inside I was instantly distracted. Sitting on the bench was a hotdog, wrapped in an omelette and dressed with chilli. Tails was leaning on the bench behind it, smirking and chewing down a more regular omelette. I laughed and sat down.
"Did you find your phone?" he asked, shaking his head at how quickly I had begun chewing the omelette down. I considered telling him about the incident with Shadow, but changed my mind. No use worrying him.
"Sure did, buddy," I said with a full mouth. I held up the small silver cell, waving it around then placing it on the counter.
Quickly after that, the omelette disappeared and I leaned back on the stool I somehow had been hanging on. Unexpectedly, my phone lit up and buzzed across the bench. I jumped and my hand pounced on it, flipping the phone open.
Can we go out, to a club or something tonight?
Ames. xx
I scanned over the message, wondering what to reply. Tails eyed me cautiously, so I slid over the phone. His mouth twisted.
"Do you think that'd go down well?" he sighed.
"Do you think it'd go down well if I said no?" I reasoned. We both were staring down at the phone, wondering exactly what to do. Suddenly, Tails lit up and snapped his fingers.
"I got it!" he shouted. He quickly ran over to the home phone.
"What are you doing?" I interjected.
"There's always safety in numbers, Sonic. Why not make a party of it?" he exclaimed and turned back to the phone, punching in somebody's phone number.