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Me: Phew, two chapters in two days. I'm proud of me^^
Sonic: I hate water *comes out of the river*
Me: Sorry, but it had to be^^;
Sonic: Just don't do it again, or you'll pa-
Me: Oh, look how late it is! I must go. Bye~!
Sonic: But-! Grr, I hate it when she does that!
Slave of Love – Charter 14 (Part 2)
Amy's POV
It was like time had stopped
I couldn't move. I couldn't even breathe. All I could do was watch as Sonic plummeted down the waterfall, crashing into the surface of the lake below it. My eyes were widened and filled with shock, sadness, horror and…hope. Hope, that he wasn't hurt badly. Hope, that we still had a chance. Hope…that he was still alive.
As I woke from my trance, I found myself running downhill, towards where Sonic's body was floating in the water, the peaceful smile still on his lips. I waded through the water to him. It was cold and my clothes got wet, but that didn't matter. I had to get him out of there, or else he wouldn't have a chance to survive.
I pulled his wet body to mine as I swam to the shore, where I lay him down on the ground, his head in my lap. My hand caressed his cheek as I kissed him on the lips, before pulling him up and wrapping my arms around his torso, trying to get some warmth in it.
The second I did that, I noticed one thing.
He wasn't even breathing. I lay him back down as I started pushing his chest up and down, before pressing my lips against his ice-cold ones, breathing into him.
I repeated the process, again and again, but it didn't seem to work. I sat back, tears spilling from my eyes, and faced away. He didn't make it. He was—
I jumped when I felt something cold on my arm. Looking down, I noticed it was hand. I followed the peach colored arm connected to it with my eyes and ended up looking at…no…it couldn't be tru-!
But it was. There, laying in my lap with half-open eyes, hand touching my arm, lay none other than Sonic the Hedgehog himself…
…the man I thought was already gone…
I didn't know how long I was sitting there, gaping at him and rubbing my eyes, thinking it was just a dream. But this was reality. As the fact that he was alive slowly sank in, I reached down, pulling his body up against me, hugging him like there was no tomorrow. He chuckled weakly, but ended up coughing up a storm. I patted his back, trying to help calm him down. It worked, for he was soon only spitting out some left water. I sighed in relief. He looked up at me, breathing heavily. "A-Amy?" he asked. I nodded eagerly and was about to hug him again as he pulled away. "B-But you're with Scourge and y-you're g-going to ma-marry him!" he said through chattering teeth. My gaze dropped to the ground. He still remembered that moment. No surprise there, it's probably jammed into his mind. And every time he closes his eyes, he'll see it, getting heartbroken all over again.
I looked up at him. He seemed like a small scared kitten, his knees pulled to his chest, his back pressed against the tree behind him and his eyes filled with deep sadness…and fear as he looked back at me. His ears dropped as he glanced back at the ground.
I sighed and stood up, walking over to him. He stared at me with those gloomy eyes as I crouched down to his height, taking him in my arms. He didn't hug me back. He only let his gaze wander back to the ground. I tried to get his attention by putting my hands on his cheeks, turning his head back to face me.
I was directly in front of him, but it seemed as if he was looking right through me. His eyes were back to the way they were when we first saw each other: dull and lifeless. I sobbed, tears were already stinging my eyes again as my fingers stroked his cold skin. And, finally, I found the words I was searching for. "I never really loved him…I only…thought so…I saw you with Neris and…jumped to the wrong conclusions…but…you hadn't cheated on me. Scourge came to comfort me and somehow…we ended up in bed together…and then you came…and I realized…that I was wrong all along. You didn't do anything wrong…it was all my fault." I told him, hopping that he would hear me. He was quiet.
I pulled back to gaze into his eyes, but…they were empty. Like there was no soul in his body anymore. Was it already too late for him?
…It probably was…
I sniffled and stood up. It was too late…he was gone.
I turned around and was about to go home. But before I could make even one step, his voice let me freeze "Then…who do you love?".
The question was only a hoarse whisper, but it was enough to make me turn around, run towards his shivering form, pick it up and kiss him on the lips passionately.
For a moment, he didn't move. He just simply hung there in my arms like an old doll. I opened my eyes. His ones were still blank.
I was starting to worry about him as his lips suddenly molded into mine. His eyes closed and he let out a small moan as my hands softly stroked his quills, becoming lost in them. His arms wrapped themselves around my back, pulling me closer to him. His tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring it and wrapping itself around mine. I winded my legs around his waist, placing myself on his lap as we continued to make out.
It felt like an enternity till we finally pulled away, but it was a wonderful time. I missed being so close to him that his breath tickled my neck. His head lay on mine, my face buried into his fluffy chest that always rose a little when ever he breathed in. His hands stroked my bare back, making me shiver with pleasure as the cold air hit the warm spots they just left, only for them to cool down again before his fingers came to heat them again.
I sighed contently, enjoying the sweet moment between us. Although we were out in the freezing night, sitting under some old tree, but we didn't feel cold. We had each other. And together, we were able to come through anything. 'Cause we weren't alone. We still had the other one to support us, to pull us up when we were down, to comfort us when we were sad.
And I was happy. I wasn't alone anymore.
I nuzzled his chest, yawning softly. Sonic chuckled quietly before picking me up bridal style and getting to his feet. He was about to run back to the mansion when I stopped him. "No.." I whispered, "I don't wanna go back.". "As you wish, mistress." he joked before sitting back down. I frowned "Stop calling me that. I have a name too, you know?" I told him, slightly irritated. "I was only kidding. Don't worry, I'm not gonna bring you back." he laughed. "Does that mean we're going to run away?" I asked, hopefully. He shrugged his shoulders and lay back, looking up at the moon. "Maybe…" he replied. I squealed and launched at him, pulling him into a bear hug and plastering his face with kisses. He merely smirked as he nuzzled his nose against mine.
I've never felt so carefree and cheerful before. And nothing could ruin it.
…
Well, except one thing….
"Hello Ames."