Amy burst through her bedroom door with her hair messy and her face damp with tears. She gasped for breath, trying to revive from her crying. Her emerald eye color became dull and blank, as if their shiny gleam left like a tired spirit from a body. The poor pink hedgehog was crushed, and her heart felt like it was pulled out and stepped on. The way Sonic yelled at her and what he had said made it clear that he wanted her out of his life. That one tragic thought in Amy's head made the tears stream even heavier out of her innocent little eyes. Her back was pushed up against the door as she slowly slid down the wall to the floor. She brought her knees up to her chin and threw her face into her palms and cried into them. Her cries and whimpers were muffled but loud enough to hear. "NO ONE LIKES ME…" she choked. She clutched her face tighter in her face and rubbed her boots together. "Sonic hates me! He hates me! He never even liked me…he'd rather me to have never been born!" The more she said it, the more she cried.

She sniffled, and peeked through the cracks of her fingers. A picture on the wall caught her eye. It was a picture of herself, Sonic, and Tails when they were younger. The bottom of the picture said "Best Friends Forever". Amy narrowed her fiery eyes on the picture, and jumped up with rage. "THAT PICTURE IS A LIE! ALL A LIE!" she screamed, running up to it. She clutched it in her fists, crinkled it in her hands and ripped it into several pieces. She threw it on the floor and body slammed onto her pink bed. "My life…is falling apart…" she whispered, burying her face into her hands. "…no one likes me...so I have no other choice. I'll run away…so Sonic and the others don't have to deal with me anymore! I'm running away and never coming back…" She didn't think it would come to this, but it already has.

She got up with a tragic expression on her teary face and headed to her closet. Out of there she grabbed a big suitcase, looking at it sadly. It was pink (of course) with yellow polka dots on it. It had pockets and openings everywhere on the outside of it, so it was possible to fit all types of things in it. She threw it on her bed with a plop and began to pack. She grabbed all her essentials, starting with clothes. In her closet, she got different colored skirts, dresses, tank tops, and just a few cute tee shirts. She grabbed a few pairs of shoes, one pair were pink and white tennis shoes, another pair were more boots but were yellow with lite orange stripes, and another were purple flip flops lined with a lite blue. She packed all the clothes and shoes, and then started to pack some of her personal things. She gathered all her glittery notebooks, stuffed animals, and some photos of herself and two of her best friends, Cosmo and Cream. Her eyes began to swell with tears as she looked at the photographs, but a smile was imprinted on her face. She packed it all in her big suitcase, and then headed into the bathroom.

There she quickly grabbed her pink toothbrush, hairbrush, and her hairspray and other hair products. She packed all of it, and zipped up her suitcase. "That should do it," she said. She pulled out the bars out of the top of the suitcase to roll it. She began to walk out of her room, but before she could a short glimpse of something caught her eye. She turned to see a blue teddy bear sitting on her bed, smiling at her. Sonic had bought it for her when she was sick at about eight years old. She sighed and looked at it adoringly. "Even if HE bought it for me, it's almost like my most valuable possession." She didn't have to think about it, so she went over to it and picked up, packing it up into her bag. Those coal black eyes were so innocent that she couldn't deny them. She sighed and walked to her kitchen. She grabbed a piece of paper and ink pen sitting on the table. She wrote a letter to whoever finds it, which read:

"To who it may concern:
Whoever is reading this, someone who cares or not, know that I've ran away and will never return. No one likes me, I'm hated, and there's no point in staying here where I'm hated. So don't bother looking for me. I'm going far away, and you'll never find me. I'm even taking all my TEARS with me. If this is you, Sonic, reading this letter, then you got what you wanted. You wanted this pushy brat to leave, well, I'm leaving without return. I hope you're happy. Goodbye, forever…

Sincerely,
Amy"

When she finished the letter, she closed her eyes and exhaled. "I hope you're happy with this, Sonic," she whispered. She laid the letter on the kitchen table and grabbed her suitcase. She slowly walked to the door, opened it, and walked outside with her head hung and her shoulders drooped. When she got half way out in front of her house, she looked back at one last time before she abandoned it. With a tear in her eye, she managed to say, "Goodbye, Sonic. Forever…"

Sonic and Tails was back at their shared apartment. They lived together because since they met they've always thought of each other as brothers. They've invited Knuckles over to cheer him up since his girlfriend, Rouge the bat, broke up with him. Sonic came into the living room to see the red echidna slumped over in the couch with his arms crossed. He stared at the blank TV screen in front of him. Sonic looked at him with sad eyes and walked up to couch. "Knuckles, you okay?" Knuckles blinked and looked up at him without turning his head. "Yeah, of course I am," he said. "I'm devastated, but I'll get over it." Sonic walked over to the cushioned chair and sat down. "So what happened between you two? What made her break up with you?" Knuckles narrowed his eyes on him. "Why are you asking? Why do you have to be so nosey?" he snapped. "Whoa, whoa, calm down!" Sonic said. "I just wanted to know so I could try to make things better for you!" Knuckles plopped back on the couch cushion and sighed. He bit his lip, remembering what had happened. "She, uh…she kept talking about how this famous guy she heard of looked. She kept calling him handsome and good-looking, and it made me furious. It felt she was cheating on me, talking about that guy constantly. So I just let out my anger and yelled at her, and that's what triggered her to end our relationship…"

Sonic flinched. He remembered how HE yelled at Amy. At that moment Tails walked into the room holding a plate of deviled eggs. "I just made snacks!" he said. He set the plate on the center coffee table and sat down on the couch by Knuckles. "So how are you feeling, Knuckles?" Sonic was oblivious to their conversation and he thought about earlier, that awful scene that he caused. He sighed and closed his eyes, and got up from the couch. Now that I think about it, he thought, it seems like I…like I abused her… "Sonic?" Tails asked. "You alright?" Sonic stopped at the door and didn't look back. "Yeah…I just…have to go…" He opened the door and slowly walked outside with his shoulders drooped. In his head, he yelling like that earlier seemed cool—but his heart kept saying it was cold and devious. "I think I should apologize to her," he said to himself.

He zoomed into full speed, streaking through the black, starry night like a shooting star zipping across the land. Literally only in five seconds he arrived at Amy's little house. He walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Ding dong! No answer. "Amy?" he called. "You in there? I came to apologize for earlier…" No answer. He began to get anxious, so he scratched his head and slowly opened the door. The house was strangely empty, and Amy wasn't anywhere in sight. He crept in, tip toeing throughout the house. "Amy?" He went in the kitchen. A note on the table caught his eye, and lured him over to it. He felt like it was nosey to read it, but he was too curious to ignore it. He slowly grabbed it, and read it softly in his head. When he finished, he grew tense and began to tremble. He slapped the top of his head and his eyes widened to the size of softballs. "AMY—she...! No…no, this can't be true! This has to be a joke!" But he realized this wasn't a joke. He tried to fight back the tears that burned in his sad eyes. "Amy—what have I done?"