DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SONIC THE HEDGEHOG, OR ANY OF THE SONIC CHARACTERS MENTIONED IN THIS STORY!

Still in Love?

Chapter 2:

Sally's Point of View

O...m...f...g! I can't believe these two morons! No ...moron is an understatement. I can't even describe how bad the garage looked when I walked in.

I would totally, completely understand if Tails just killed them, now. Really. How can these two destroy something in a matter of minutes? At least that's how long Tails told me it took them. Unbelievable. And they both continue to go at it as if NOTHING is WRONG! Dunderheads! And to think, I thought I was going to come here to apologize to the 'civilized person known as Sonic'. Ha! What a joke! He's about as civilized as Knuckles is smart ...no offense to him. And Sonic probably initiated this whole thing. I hate him with a burning, searing passion.

"W-what...what did you guys do in here?" I tried to form words as I gazed around wide-eyed at the hell that was once Tails' garage. The house belonged to Sonic, but when he insisted that Tails live with him, he agreed that he would give Tails his own area to work on his tinkering. And that area was this screwed garage. When I realized I hadn't gotten an answer, I attempted to try again. "What happened in here?"

Knuckles, who used to have Sonic in a chokehold, threw him aside to the floor and began to defend himself.

"I did nothing! It was all that dumb blue hedgehog's fault! He made me do it!" I look at him, awkwardly.

"...But you just said that you didn't do anything." I said. His face turned a brighter red than his furry coat.

"Uhm...er...uh, well what I meant to say was...uh..." Ugh. Jackass. As he struggled to find words to explain (or lie) to me about what happened, I kind of noticed that Sonic was glaring at me ever since he found out I was in the doorway. I mean, it literally felt like he was burning a hole in my face. I felt a little nervous at first. And for what? He can't scare me! He may be a little taller than me, and stronger...and faster...a-and uh...well whatever! He just can't scare me, okay?

So anyway, I decided to try to talk to him. "What's the matter with you? Don't you have anything to say in your defense about what happened?" I asked while still bugged because of his glaring with his bright green eyes.

"No. What's the point? You don't ever listen to me." He scoffed. "You didn't even listen to me this morning about your stupid necklace, so why bother trying, right?"

The necklace. I forgot about that... I really don't wanna do this. But I guess it has to be done.

Damn.

"Uh...Sonic...can I talk to you in the house about something? Please?" I asked in the most innocent voice possible. Like I said, I really didn't want to do this. He still continued to glare at me. And if anything, the glare intensified. Just my luck, right? Well, after staring at me for about ten seconds after I asked my question, (ever so sweetly, might I add) he got up slowly and followed me into the house. Before going all the way in, I saw that Knuckles tried to escape the garage somehow, but Tails caught him and insisted that Knuckles would be cleaning up the garage. Go Tails! Ha-ha!

Anyway, after Sonic and I walked far away from the garage that I thought no one could hear our conversation, I turned around to face him. And when I did, I jumped a little bit. Instead of coming face to face with him like I expected, my eyes were looking somewhere between his neck and the top of his chest. I was surprised for a few seconds. When Sonic and I were younger, we were always the same height if I wasn't a little taller. And now...I had to look up just to see his face! I could've sworn it was just yesterday that I was staring him in the face ...or was it last month?...Last year? Well, this was humiliating...but it also made me feel somewhat...safe? I don't know.

After staring at that area for what felt like minutes, I finally looked him in the face and mustered up enough courage to open my mouth.

"Did you get...taller?" I asked him while searching his face for I-don't-know-what.

He simply crossed his arms and mumbled, "I don't know. I guess." I felt a little better when I saw that the mean look on his face had kind of settled a little more into one of exasperation. I felt like I could finally take a breath. But then his facial expression changed to that of an impassiveness and annoyance at the same time. And frankly, I wasn't quite sure how I should've felt at the time.

"Is that really all you called me in here for?" He asked in a more annoyed tone. I immediately realized how close I was to him and I uneasily backed up a little.

Way to show how un-afraid you are of him, Sal. "A-actually," I stammered, adding insult to injury, "I wanted to talk to you about this." I reached for my pocket to pull out the necklace that caused the slight disagreement between us earlier that day. When Sonic saw the necklace, I expected him to get angry again, but no. His face still remained impassive.

"So," he started, "That's the necklace you were blaming me for stealing? The necklace that I bought for you?" He suddenly made me feel a little bit guilty. "Why would I steal something that I had gotten for you in the first place?" He asked. I think he was trying to make me seem dumb...and it was working. I felt dumb, guilty, and ashamed...because he was right. I should've looked at the obvious evidence. Why would Sonic take something from me that he had gotten for me in the first place?

Really. How dumb am I?

"Well, you were just the one and only person that had set foot into my room that day other than me." I explained. "And I thought that I left it on my dresser, and..."

"And it never occurred to you to think that maybe it dropped from your dresser?" Yea. He was definitely trying to make me sound dumb.

"W-well ...no." I admitted.

"And you swear I'm the one missing a brain." He said under his breath, thinking I wouldn't hear. I did, but I decided to ignore it. (sigh) That idiot. Why was I trying to apologize again?

"Anyway, I found it under my bed...and I realized that you were telling the truth when you said you didn't steal it so..."

" ...So, you thought you should come and explain that to me." He finished the rest of my sentence for me. I was starting to think that doing all of this wasn't worth almost losing my head.

"Yea. That's right." I said.

"How thoughtful of you." He spat in a sarcastic way.

"Yea...so I-I'm sorry, okay?" There. I did it. I said the s-word.

"Yea, that sounded sooo sincere." Sonic retorted. I scrunched up my face a little. What did he want from me, anyway? I used up practically all of my energy and strength trying to be able to apologize to him. That ungrateful bastard!

"What else do you want me to do? I said I was sorry." I responded.

"I could tell you really meant it, too. I mean, the fact that you said it so fast, looking around the room when you said it, and making it sound so heartfelt, too—it all just made me feel so warm inside." He said sarcastically, and still with an impassive face might I add. How'd his mom ever put up with this kind of arrogance?

"Look, I didn't even have to say anything to you, okay? I just thought you should know that I shouldn't have accused you for something you didn't do. And I didn't want you to worry about where my necklace went, that's all." I stated.

"I could'nt care less about you, your stupid apology, and that raggedy ass necklace that I gave to you." He said to me in the most ignorant way possible, and with that, he turned around to walk away and leave. Did he really have no feeling? No sincerity or heart?

But I wasn't going to let him get away from me so easily. I wasn't done talking to him. And no one walks away from The Princess of Mobius when she has something to say. It just doesn't happen.

"Hey! I'm trying to apologize to you!" I walked toward him, roughly grabbed him by his arm, and spun him around with all of my might. Ha! I felt kinda proud of myself. I mean, I knew I had strength, but...wow! I could probably be the next Wonder Woman! It would be hard work to keep my hidden strength from the world, but hey! A wise president once said, "With great power comes great responsibility!"

...A president did say that, right? ...Right?

Well, anyways...back to the story.

So I said..."Hey! I'm trying to apologize to you!" And I grabbed at him and spun him around.

"What?" He yelled when he turned to finally face me. It was then that I saw the facial expression that would always make me feel uneasy. "I don't need your airheaded, half-hearted apology!"

"What do you mean airheaded? Like I said, I didn't have to say anything to you about this!" I yelled back as I held up the necklace to his face so he could see.

"You might as well have never said anything to me AT ALL!" His voice definitely elevated by a few volume bars, easily outranging mine by, like, a trillion. "And you know," he continued, "I honestly don't know what I was thinking this morning when I came to your house." He stated in a more calm tone.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him while still feeling heated.

"When I came to your house this morning, I didn't just come over for nothing." He started. "I actually came over to...to ask you to the movies sometime this week." Was he serious? "I thought that maybe...maybe we could go somewhere, talk, and have fun...like we used to." He said in an almost hushed tone...before he had gotten loud again. "But now I see that that was one of the worst ideas I had probably ever came up with in my life! You're so bossy and stuck-up! I could never be with anyone like you!" He sneered.

Bossy? Stuck-up?

Who the hell did he think he was talking to? I AM Princess Acorn and I AM the law! How dare he talk to me that way!

Well. He-he! I was going to give him an earful. He wasn't going to get away with any of the crap he had just said about me!

"Oh, yeah?" I started. "Well, no one cares what you think! NO ONE! And you know what? I'm glad I broke up with you! You're annoying, you're immature, you're stupid, you're UGLY, and you don't think of anyone but yourself! How could anyone EVER fall for you?" ...I didn't mean to go that far, but once I started...I couldn't be stopped until I was done. "You egotistical mistake! All I tried to do was apologize to you! And all you do is shove shit in my face! Do you even understand what being with you is like? It's like HELL, in case you didn't know! I don't even understand how I made the mistake of going out with you in the first place! But, ohhh, I assure you; it's a mistake that'll NEVER happen again! You know WHY? Because I...I hate you, Sonic the Hedgehog! I HATE YOU!

Phew! I had finally gotten it out.

Everything that was on my mind, clouding my better judgment, making me crazy...I had finally gotten it allll out in the open. All of the things that I had been itching to say to Sonic had finally been said. And then I thought that a huge weight was going to be lifted off of my shoulders.

But for some reason when I looked up at Sonic and gazed into his eyes...the weight on my shoulders had suddenly felt heavier than before. I thought that when I told Sonic what was really on my mind, I would be relieved. But I wasn't. And when I looked at Sonic, I realized why.

Sonic's bright green eyes had turned from impassive...to heartbroken. And one might think...how could anyone's eyes possibly be HEART-broken? But if that someone had looked into Sonic's eyes, they would've understood what I meant. He was definitely hurt from what I said to him. I saw a weakness in him that I don't think I've ever really seen before in him.

And just like that, my face turned from infuriation to surprise all in a matter of three seconds.

And Sonic just continued to stare at me with those heartbroken green currently-glassy eyes that looked as if tears were threatening to fall. His tough guy exterior and carefree attitude falling at his feet as his stared at me, almost as if he was in utter shock and disbelief at my choice of words.

I couldn't help it.

Sonic had the gift of making people irritated, but today...he just made me so angry. And I intended to make him feel pain for all he had made me feel. But I never wanted to see him this way.

I felt as if the sky were gonna crash down on me. Because no matter how angry I was, I didn't mean for Sonic to feel hurt the way he looked.

"S-Sonic...I-I..." Just before I was able to find the right words to deliver the sincere apology that I thought was due to him, he turned on his heels really fast, and ran out of the door. I reached my hand out to try and stop him...but he was already out of the door.

A few seconds later, Tails and Knuckles walked through the garage with trash bags from the garage in their hands. Perfect timing, right?

"...Aunt Sally? What happened to Sonic?" Tails asked me, questioningly. Knuckles looked at me too as if asking me the same question with his eyes.

"He had to go, Tails." I said to him quietly. "He left."

"Oh. Well, okay." He complied and walked away with Knuckles to get rid of the remnants of the garage mess that they had cleaned up.

'He left.' I thought to myself. 'And it's all my fault.'