Slave of Love – Chapter 11
Amys POV
I was running. Running as fast as I could.
My legs were screaming from the burning pain, but my heart was begging for me to go faster.
It was crying for me to go faster. I just wanted to get away from the scene I witnessed. From the cat who stole my lover. And…from him.
My feet pounded harder against the muddy ground, as tears stung my eyes, mixing with the raindrops that were slashing my face with their coldness.
How could he? How could he do this to me? I thought he loved me, god damn it!
That's when realization hit me. He really didn't tell me that he held such feelings for me.
I sunk to my knees, my hands burying themselves into the moist earth.
My eyes were wide open as I inhaled deeply.
But that didn't help. 'Cause as soon as I stopped running, the tears started to stream down my face. But I didn't care. I didn't even care if someone found me like this. Except if it was him.
I clenched my fists as I thought of him. That stupid grin, those silly remarks…this beautiful, warm fur…those mesmerizing, endless pools of emerald green…this soothing, deep voice…Stop it, Amelia!
I scolded myself to even think about him in this way. He broke my heart. Period.
But still, somehow, in the farthest corner of my heart, I couldn't bring myself to hate him. Maybe this all just a big misunderstanding…
-You're such a hopeless case, you know that? That jerk broke your heart and yet your defending him?-
'I can't hate him. I love him to much to do that.'
-You're pathetic…-
'At least I'm not some heartless individual who is constantly bugging others'
-Yeah, but you're constantly whining how bad the world is and so on.-
'Am not!'
-Are you trying to argue with me? Remember I am your mind.-
'Look who's talking'
-Touché.-
I stopped fighting with my mind as I heard foot steps approaching me. I lifted my hand to see Scourge standing in front of me. I growled at him.
He just put out his hand for me to grab. I did so and he pulled me up into an embrace. "I'm sorry, Amy." he said. I was taken aback, but I felt oddly safe with him. Maybe he wasn't as bad as you-know-who told me. "You're forgiven." I answered.
Sonic's POV
After I finished my work, I made my way through the fields to Amy's room, hoping that she would hear me out. The moon lighted the way for me as my feet strolled over the still muddy ground.
As I arrived at the mansion, I climbed up to the balcony of my beloved and knocked on her window. I heard movement inside as it was opened slightly with Amy peeking outside. "What do you want?" she snapped at me. "Amy, I-"she interrupted me. "To you, it's still Mistress!" she said. I winced. She was threatening me like a slave. Not good.
"Mistress, I'm so-." I started, but she interrupted me. "Sorry? Do you really expect me to believe that?" she hissed. I winced at her harsh tone. "But I truly am-" she stopped me again. "No, you're not. You were probably cheating on me the whole time. And you will do it again. You were probably only together with me to get to father's money, but I'm not going to let you fool me again!" she shouted. I started to get irritated. "I didn't-" – "Just leave me alone. I don't want you here. Get out of my life!" she yelled. Ouch! That hurt. But I didn't give up.
I took a step forwards, wrapping my arms around her struggling form and pulling her close.
She just pushed me away and snapped her fingers.
Amy's POV
As my trusthy hammer appeared in my hands, I felt more confident then before.
I noticed his eyes widening for a second as his mouth opened a tiny bit. Surprised, huh?
"Amy, listen I-" he began, but I cut him off. "No, you listen to me! I'm fed up with you! Just go away and never come back!" I snarled. "Amy, I-" – "I HATE YOU!" I shouted, swinging my hammer at him and…hitting him in the side, sending him plummeting to the ground.
He was shocked, to say the least. His eyes were filled with sadness and…hurt?
I raised an eyebrow. But before I could say anything, he was already gone.
I looked down to see a mayflower lying on the ground where he stood.
I picked it up and stared at the field, but he was nowhere to be seen.
-Hmph, serves him right for breaking my heart.-
I entered my room and closed the window behind me.
I slid down the wall till I was on my knees.
And cried my heart out.