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On My Own

The next day was just as bad as the first. Amy was put in a coma when she saw Sonic died. She got a heart attack and the ambulance that was reserved for Sonic took Amy in. We received news that she needed to be put in a coma since her nervous-breakdown was urgent. She missed out the funeral…

Everyone was there, at Emerald Hill, the largest hillwhere he wanted to be buried. Over a thousand people appeared at the funeral. His body was carried in a blue and red coffin, his favorite color. His body was placed on a long and narrow table. I walked forward and grabbed his hard hand. My tears returned and I cried onto his chest. Oh, I wished he would move, just at least shake my hand or grasp it for reassurance. But, of course, it didn't.

Chelsea put her hand on my shoulder. I didn't look up at her face. I was in too much grief to look up.

"I'm sorry Tails. I know he was important to you." She told me.

"Thanks. But he was more important than even I know it." I said, hoping she'd catch what I meant. She nodded and turned back.

A man dressed in black appeared and stood behind the coffin. I presumed he was priest or some type of funeral host. He said a prayer over Sonic's body. But I wasn't paying any attention. I didn't even stay for the afterlife prayer. I sat at the front porch of the funeral home and waited for Cream, Vanilla, Big, Shadow, Rouge, Chelsea, Allie, and the Chaotix to return.

When they returned, Vanilla offered me to stay home with her and Cream. I smiled. At least I have a place to stay. When we got there, we went inside. Vanilla began to cook food and Cream played with her toys, at 13 years old and still plays with toys. Me? I sat outside by the window.

I couldn't help but think…it was my fault. It was my fault he died. My entire fault. Nobody else's but mine.

I was always depending on him. He'd always do his part of friendship and take care of me. Be with me. But guess what? I wasn't always there for him. I would sometimes go off or stay home while he goes on his adventures. The pain in my heart increased. It hurt. I hurts a lot. If I was there for him, probably he'd still be there with me. Or we probably be in heaven together. But instead I stayed home. I'd never expect it. Now, I'm here, feeling pain. He left me here and now I feel the pain. I never knew that death could be this painful. Never knew that depression could actually be this strong. I really wanted to cry, but I couldn't. It was already too late. Dead is dead. You can't do anything about it.

"Tails?"

I awoken from my thoughts and looked behind me. There was Cream. She could tell I was sad. I smiled weakly.

"Hey Cream." I said.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.

I smiled a little stronger this time, so she wouldn't pick any traces of sadness.

"Fine…just fine." I said, but I could tell from her worried face that she wasn't buying it.

"Tails, I know he's gone. I miss him too. We both miss him. But you can't change the past Tails. Nobody can. You have to move on."

No way. This is coming from the mouth of the friend that was always happy and confidence? Coming from the friend that was younger than me? Coming from the friend who was usually childish and playful? Cream had grown up well.

"I know. But I miss him. And you know why he is dead? Because I wasn't there. I wasn't there with him.

"Tails…"

"This is my fault! When we were younger, I promised that I would be with him. Promised that I wouldn't let him down. Promised that we would be friends forever. Well now, the promise is broken! I wasn't with him when he died! I did let him down! And now, we won't be friends forever! You know why? Because he's dead! He's dead and is never coming back! And it's my entire fault! Some friend I came out to be."

"Tails! It's not your fault! Sonic's time was here! You can't make the decisions for Sonic to die! What's done is done!"

I was shocked beyond reason. Cream…had yelled back at me. Of all the people, Cream had to be the one to get angry.

"Listen Tails. Amy's in a coma. We should probably worry about her. Alright? Besides, do you think Sonic wants to see you sad? Depressed? Well, do you?"

She was right. Sonic always did want me to be positive. He always would tell me that sadness was a disease. He always told me to be optimistic…be positive…be happy. Sonic wouldn't be happy if I was sad and the last thing I want to happened is to see Sonic sad.

"No…Sonic doesn't want me to be sad. He didn't want anyone to be sad." I answered Cream.

She then embraced me in a hug. I hugged back. My tears returned and poured onto her shoulder, but she didn't seem to care. She cried too, letting her tears seep through my fur.

Who could blame her for crying? Who could blame me for crying?

But now, I have a different thought. Who killed him? Why they did it? He never did tell me that when he was dieing. I stopped hugging her and ran. I ran into the woods. I could hear Cream yelling for me to return. But I ignored her. Now, only one thing was on my mind…to find out who killed Sonic.

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