Im really sorry for the wait. I was really busy because I had to do some crap for my yearbook, and doing homework. I had to put together this stupid poetry book thing with twelve poems and a front and back cover, and I am NOT a poet in any way. The front cover probably took me a total of about twelve or thirteen hours because I had to redo it three or four times on the computer... EVIL! And Im still not happy with it because it printed all weird and the color got screwed up.
OOC WARNING!
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...Sonic's POV...
I was a fool. Why did I do that to him? Was I just shaken up by Vanilla's visit, or was it that I just didn't want to be with him? I didn't know. It hurt to think about it.
It had all started with a call from Knuckles, a few hours after Vanilla's spite filled visit. I had been the one who picked up the telephone.
"Hey Sonic, I wanted to talk to Tails, but I can talk to you about it. I was wondering if you guys are alright, I mean, Tails was pretty upset. How are things going?" Knuckles said. I wasn't quite sure what to tell him. Tails wanted us to be open with our relationship, but I didn't want to. Especially not after Vanilla's display of hate towards us.
"We're okay, Tails feels a lot better." As I spoke, I gazed at Tails. He gave a faint smile in my direction, still upset over Vanilla's words.
"So...?"
"So what?"
"That means you two are an item now, right?" Knuckles said.
Without thinking, I quickly replied, "No, no we aren't together, bye!" and hung up without waiting for his reply.
I looked at my lover. His aqua blue eyes full of pain.
"What do you mean, 'we aren't together'?" He asked. The truth was I didn't know what I meant, we were.
"Tails... I know we are together, it's just that if word gets out about this, I'll be ruined."
That was when he got mad.
"Is that all you care about! Your stupid fucking reputation! That isn't what love is about Sonic! Love is about finding somebody who understands you and cares about you, not somebody who is good for your reputation! So you can choose. You can either love me, or pretend to love some pretty girl who cares more about getting her lipstick on right than you." Tails yelled. The words I said next I deeply regretted. Why I let them pass through my lips, I don't even know. I was angry with him, but I never should have said what I did.
"I don't love you Tails." The words cut through him like an edged knife. He hung his head, and said only two words.
"Get out."
So, I got out. I walked out his door, got on the train, and went home. Now, I sat upon my couch, only feeling regret for my actions. I loved him, but why couldn't I just admit it?
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Thanks for reading and reviewing. I've had writers block for a while with this story, but I think I've gotten rid of it. (For those who don't know, writer's block is when you can't think of any new ideas and are pretty much stuck with a story.)
