A/N: I now have every chapter revised, and I'm currently working on the next chapter, so I'll keep uploading what I have done until I run out.
Disclaimer: Business as usual; nothing changed; still don't own.
Chapter Two
Amy rushed to Sonic's house, bloody razor still in hand. She ran up and banged on the door. Sonic opened the door to the sobbing pink hedgehog.
"Amy," he said upon seeing her, "What's wrong?"
"It's Tails," she said, "I know why he's been so distant lately, and the real reason he changed his wardrobe."
He tilted his head in confusion. She held up the blood covered razor for him to see. His eyes widened as he opened the door for her to come in.
As Sonic stepped aside, Amy saw that Chris, Cream, Cheese, and Knuckles were there.
"Hi Amy," said Cream.
"What's the matter," asked Chris upon seeing how upset she was. Knuckles just glanced at her.
"It's Tails," she said, "I know what's wrong with him."
After Amy explained what she witnessed, the room was silent. Sonic was the first to speak, "I can't believe Tails would cut himself, I mean, I know that Cosmo's death affected him, but he seemed to be okay."
"I'm not a psychiatrist, but I did take a college class on behavioral psychology," Chris said, "People who suffer from depression sometimes try to find a physical outlet for their emotional pain. They tend to be very secretive about their habit, to the point that when they're discovered, they may try to take their own life instead of facing their peers."
"So you're saying that Tails might try to kill himself now that I found out," said Amy hesitantly.
"It's possible," Chris responded.
Knuckles stood up, "Then why are we still sitting here?"
Chris and Sonic also stood up.
"Stay here," said Sonic to Amy and Cream before he followed Knuckles and Chris out the door.
Across town, Tails was contemplating exactly what Chris feared. He stared at his reflection.
"They probably all know by now," he said.
Though it made no logical sense, he managed to convince himself that it would be better off not living than facing his friends. He lifted another razor above his arm. The difference this time, however, was that he held the blade parallel to his veins. He slid the blade along his vein, letting the blood flow freely. He turned and made his way to his bed. By now, his arm was numb. He lay on his bed, waiting for death to come.
When Sonic and co. finally reached Tails house, Chris banged on his door.
"Tails," he shouted, "Open up. It's Chris."
They waited a few seconds for a response before Chris turned to Knuckles and said, "Break it down."
Knuckles nodded and with a well-placed punch, the door was removed from its hinges. They walked in.
"I'll check upstairs," said Sonic before running up the stairs. Knuckles walked into the kitchen, and Chris entered the living room.
"Chris, get up here," came Sonic's shout.
They rushed up the stairs to Tails' room. They found him lying in his bed unconscious in a puddle of his own blood.
Chris grabbed two towels and handed one of them to Knuckles.
"Put as much pressure on that cut as you can," he directed the red echidna.
He went to work on tying a tourniquet around Tails' upper arm while Sonic ran to the phone and dialed 911.
"We need an ambulance fast," he said before pausing for a second, "On second thought forget it."
Sonic ran back to Tails room.
"I'll take him to the hospital," he said.
Chris nodded and said, "Just keep pressure on that cut."
Sonic nodded as he lifted his best friend and ran out the door, headed to the hospital. Chris and Knuckles headed back to Sonic's house to tell Amy and Cream.
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