To hell with this hedgehog. He is banging on my door. "Shadow! We need to talk!" He yells from out in the cold. I'm not letting him in. Never. Not even if he freezes to death in the deadly cold air. I throw myself onto my bed and try to keep out the noise with a pillow. Soon I found myself falling asleep.

I woke up. Why am I in clothes? Did I fall asleep in them? Oh well. I take them off and put them to the wash. I decided to get in the shower, to freshen myself up. I purr at the warmth of the water. I lather the strawberry scented shampoo onto my body and quills and basically do the process of washing myself, basic hygiene. I rinse it off my body. I got out of the shower and grab a towel and dry myself off.

I sigh. Why can't I ever remember? I'll probably die because I can't remember. Is this all worth it? Or should I try euthanasia it hurts to not be able to know what or why you are doing. But I guess that's life and that's how I've got to live it now.

I get on a red shirt with some white shorts and walk downstairs and make myself some breakfast. I sit alone at my table and eat the food I have prepared for myself. I eat it in silence, kinda depressing I guess. I mean- I don't have anyone that would accompany me anyways seems though that I'm not likeable. I guess I struggle to find and make friends. I know I won't befriend anyone I think is going to throw it all back into my face along the line. I am one of them people that thinks about the future and does thing in the favour of that.

I finished my food and got up and cleaned my plate. I walked towards my sitting room until I heard a soft knock at my door. I get up to answer it. I softly open the door. It was faker. His face looked pale. Dark spots circle underneath his eyes, as if he hadn't been getting sleep for months. He didn't look as lively as I remembered. It felt strange. I allow him in. He looked like he was trying to avoid any type of physical contact with me.

"Shadow... I'm sorry" his voice cracked. I allow my attention to swing in his direction after shutting the door. "For what?" I asked. I mean, I can't recall him doing anything wrong. "Yesterday" he replied. I looked at him in confusion. His small slim body moved closer to me, and finally deciding to make contact with me, taking my hand. His tired eyes looked into mine. "I shouldn't have controlled you like that. Your not even my boyfriend but I got so jealous of you interacting with other people. I guess I have caught feelings for you." His other hand hung loose at his hip. I still didn't understand what he was saying.

He must've done something yesterday that I can't recall. "Look, it's okay let's just forget about it." I say to him as if I had remembered, which was something I didn't and struggled to do. He shook his head almost violently, his head looked as if the were about to fly straight off his head, he looked so fragile. "No I couldn't sleep last night, I wanted to make sure you was okay" he said. "I'm fine." I replied. I didn't know what he was saying.

"No shadow. I want you to understand me, I feel like I'm not fully expressing myself to you." He whined. "Sonic honestly, I've forgotten about it" I say to try reassure him. He froze for a little while. His mouth then opened to speak, he hesitated but then said "You're being serious aren't you?" he sighed. I slowly nodded. He moved closer to me, now holding my hands with the strength he had left in him. "I'm sorry. Even if you can't remember what I did." He looked me in the eyes. His face inches closer to mine. For some reason I felt myself leaning down to him. Our lips soon met, locking ourselves together with passion that I have never felt before.

His arms snakes around my neck, deepening the kiss as I place my hands onto his hips. Spoke we parted for air, leaving each of us in a panting mess. His hands loosened and slid down my chest. He rested his head on my shoulder. This is a day I'm going to make sure I'm not going to forget this time.