Chapter 20: Lachrymose

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Sonic returned home that cold night. He wore an ugly frown as he entered. In entering his house the first mobian he spotted was his father. Sonic froze in his steps, surprised to see him at home and not at work. A gush of cold wind brought him back to his senses and he closed the door behind him.

"Welcome home," He stated from up the stairs where he usually greeted him.

Sonic avoided eye contact with him and made his way to the stairs that lead up, but he stopped dead in tracks when Mr. Hedgehog added, "She's not here anymore."

His pupils shrunk and he raced upstairs and stopped in front of him with threatening eyes. "Where is she?!"

"I cannot tell you."

"You'd better be telling me or—"

"She doesn't wish to see anyone at the moment." He interjected loudly. Sonic stopped speaking and looked at him with confused eyes. Mr. Hedgehog's eyes looked tired and he his expression held disappointment and he wondered why without asking. Instead he asked the obvious question. "What do you mean?"

Mr. Hedgehog sighed and closed his eyes walking around his son and going down the stairs, his hands holding on to the railing. "She and I went out for a talk earlier while you were gone."

Sonic's eyes harrowed. "About what?"

"About you."

Sonic grumbled and rolled his eyes turning to face him. "What did you tell her? To be careful when we're alone together? I'm telling you nothing like that's happened. I haven't hurt her or anything."

"I think you already have."

"What?" Sonic asked irritated.

"You haven't been honest with her, boy. Keeping a secret like that from her. She had the right to know!" He said stopping and turning to him.

Sonic's heart nearly stopped and he felt a heavy weight on his chest that clutched tightly. His stomach did the same thing, but twisted and turned. His eyes were wide opened and he staggered back. No, it couldn't be, but it was. "And since you didn't tell her about your past, I did."

With that he lost it. The color drained from his face. His heart had been ripped out of his chest and crammed down his throat. He drew a long ragged breath. Mr. Hedgehog narrowed his eyes at his son. "You think I didn't know about what happened that night? That Silver and Amy's family got dragged into it? The troubles you've caused. I covered it for you, Sonic!"

"Amy..." His fist tightened.

"She won't be coming here tonight, but rest assured she's fine." He reached the bottom stairs and went for the door putting on some gloves. The snow hadn't stopped falling. Outside it was shivering cold, but when Mr. Hedgehog opened the door and the cold air hit it, it didn't bother him. "I'm going to work. I'll see you later."

He exited the house and left Sonic in an appalled silence. Scrambles of different thoughts rushed through his mind but in every thought the very picture of Amy appeared in all of them. He didn't know where she was or what'd happen, but she wanted to be left alone. He held his aching head on the palm of his hand and groaned. "I'm so stupid,"

Sonic knocked at Amy's grandfather's house. That morning he thought he'd pick up Amy to go to school. He waited a while before the door opened to her grandfather. He was finally discharged from the hospital. Mr. Rose blinked his sleepy eyes rubbing them and looking up at Sonic. Sonic waved. "Yo,"

"Oh! Sonic! What a wonderful surprise." He cheerfully said no longer sleepy.

"Yea, it is," He nervously said rubbing his neck. "Um, I came for Amy."

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