Alone
#8 of An Assassin of my Heart
Alone
Sonic was barely able to maintain his poise, feeling his knees tremble and eyelids shut in frustration and sudden fatigue. 'C'mon' he thought to himself, 'You...are a professional, you have worked on handling these kinds of things for many years.' A single, unoticed tear fell passed his cheek as he exitted the Elite's Car.
He sulked as he walked down the road, his feet moving without a chosen destination. People around him, they were all so joyful. They were pathetic, their troubles were pebbles to his own. He thought back to the previous night, when Shadow gave him a hint:
_"Sonic" He said in his firm, yet loving voice. Passion flared in his ruby eyes, my heart listening with all it's ability, nearly forgetting to pump the blood through my veins. "Tommorrow, there will be a Pseudo Party (PP) and a Real Party (RP)." Shadow came over and held his hand on mine. "You must finish the mission by the end of the RP."
"Who will be at the RP, and when does it end?" I asked, slightly confused due to my half listening state. I still blame him, for being so damn beautiful. I adored him...but...do I...?
"It will be just the two of us, and it ends at midnight..." He said cooly, but smiling suggestively. I pounced on him and kissed him deeply, but I knew I had to hold off, because the very next night, we would have our fun._
But that was all of the discussion. He had indeed been training Sonic mercilessly, forcing him to do better, and for so long . . . He worked hard to learn, to memorize. Sonic does not know if Shadow knows this, but he has kept count of exactly how many missions the couple has been on together. 87 missions, and with the end of tonight, it will be 1 solo to 87 together.
All these thoughts raced through his head, but somehow, his feet had taken him to the florist. The building whose top contained their penthouse was two blocks down. Sonic walked in the store and picked out special roses, blood-red ones with incredibly sharp thorns, whose entirity was actually very rich, and vibrant.
I had just finished setting up the party I planned for Sonic, I was ready for him at any moment he decided to show up. I looked at my watch and found I had finish over 6 hours early. I chuckled to myself muttering, "Damn Perfectionism."
I checked the den, the dining room, and then turned off the stove. I walked to the door and stopped at the coat rack to pick off my large black overcoat. I wanted a little something special for tonight, a little more. Besides, the fresh . . . no, the outside air might do some good for me. At this point, I realized how lonely I was without Sonic. I wondered how I handled the loss of previous loves, how did I ever make it, seeing as how I am so dependant on him, perhaps, anyone.
I pulled the door closed, so that it would lock behind me automatically. I went into the elevator and allowed it to take me in it's slow, box-like container. After the eternity of floors, the doors opened one last time, allowing the newly accumulated group to diffuse about the now accessible floor. I decided the crowd was a pain and zipped through it without the slightest notice. I walked out the door and felt a cold rush pass me, rushing into the warm building.
I thought of the time and figured the office would be mostly empty. You see, I was not yet sure what the extra something was, and wanted to ask my boss and (despite their fear to be equal) co-workers for their opinions. I found it surprisingly easy to move about today, even though I was not zipping through the streets to get my next mission. Perhaps it was another one of the government's obscure holidays and most were at home sleeping.
The trip was fast and the car had very little bumps on it's journey, almost no mistakes at all. I knew it must be Mel's turn to drive the Elite Car. As I walked into the main office, the receptionist commented me saying "Looking good today, Mr. Bloodworth." I felt warm about the comment and hopped into the Executive's Elevator. I pressed my usual floor 13, but I did not go to floor 13. I went to someplace darker, and though it was more to my personal liking, I wanted to know one question's answer. Where am I now?
A/n Oooo As I said, I shortened the beginning of this chapter and put it in the last one so yeah...I feel one more lemon right before the story ends.
To the below review:
THANKS! I know, and understand, what you mean. This story is old, so a lot of bugs were just left in here. Like spelling was not an issue. Anyway, I have never heard of a roller coaster and double climax story before, and I wondered what a double climax story would be like. I see your point about the aove note (now removed), so I am taking it off. But i am not going to rewrite this after the game is over. Good news to people who liked this, and those who think I could do better. I am going to! Wtihin the next few days, I will be starting a new series. It may, or may not, be posted, but it is highly possible.