Scenario:Sonic and Amy
Have a child together but Amy's boyfriend is cheating on her, she can’t trust him anymore she tired she don’t know if she should stay and work it out or leave but the relationship is not going nowhere because Scourge is still cheating. Sonic suggests that she be with him instead and think on her decision with Scourge.
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Sonic and Amy
Have a child together but Amy's boyfriend is cheating on her, she can’t trust him anymore she tired she don’t know if she should stay and work it out or leave but the relationship is not going nowhere because Scourge is still cheating. Sonic suggests that she be with him instead and think on her decision with Scourge.
Amy
hopeful, and confused. Amy has been with Scourge for years, but he continues to cheat on her with other women. Despite this, she still holds onto the relationship, unsure if she should stay or leave. Amy also has a child with Sonic, adding complexity to her personal life. Her friendship with Sonic complicates matters as he suggests she consider moving on from Scourge.
Scourge
selfish, and manipulative. Scourge consistently cheats on Amy with other women, causing her emotional distress and turmoil in their relationship. He downplays the severity of his infidelities and blames others for his actions. His continued cheating brings him into conflict with Sonic, who disapproves of his treatment of Amy and becomes a frequent source of tension.
Sonic
determined, and competitive. Sonic has been looking out for Amy since she had her child, concerned about Scourge's influence. He offers Amy advice when she contemplates leaving Scourge for him. Sonic's relationship with Amy's child becomes complicated when he suggests they move in together. His desire to be with Amy and raise her child together adds an unexpected dynamic to their friendship.
I was sitting in my room on the floor with my legs crossed, staring at the wall in confusion.
I had been with Scourge for years now, and he still continued to cheat on me.
I didn’t know if I should stay with him and try to work things out, or if I should leave and move on with my life.
Scourge was still cheating, and it was tearing me apart.
I heard a knock at the door, and I got up to answer it.
When I opened the door, I saw Sonic standing in the hallway with a plate of food in his hands.
"What are you doing here?"
I asked him.
"I brought you some food," he said.
"I was worried about you. You haven’t been eating properly."
I looked at him and smiled, feeling touched by his actions.
Sonic had been looking after me since I had my child.
He walked inside and placed the plate on the coffee table.
"What’s wrong?"
Sonic asked me.
I sighed and sat down on the couch next to him.
"Scourge is still cheating on me," I said to Sonic, feeling sad and betrayed.
"He just won’t stop. He keeps saying that it’s not his fault and that everyone is just trying to get him into trouble."
Sonic frowned angrily when he heard what Scourge had said.
"He’s a liar," Sonic said to me.
I sink deeper into the couch cushions, pulling my knees to my chest.
Sonic shifts to face me, his eyes filled with concern.
Through the window, I watch the sunset paint shadows across my living room floor.
My phone buzzes on the coffee table, another message from Scourge with hollow excuses.
I reach for it and silence it, tossing it aside.
Sonic reaches for my hand, his touch gentle but hesitant.
"Maybe it’s time you make a list," he says softly.
"A list of what you want for your future. For your child."
I grab a notepad from the coffee table and hold a pen in my trembling hand.
Tears blur my vision as I write the first line: "A home without lies."
I stare at my handwriting, the words wavering as more tears fall.
Sonic reaches over, his hand steady as he catches a tear rolling down my cheek.
Our eyes meet, and I freeze.
In the quiet of the room, I realize how close we’ve become on the couch.
The space feels different suddenly—warmer, safer.
My breath catches as his hand lingers on my face, his thumb brushing my skin so gently.
It’s a gesture so unlike Scourge’s rough dismissals.
I clutch the paper tighter, my other hand gripping the couch cushion.
Emotions swirl within me—a mix of gratitude and something else I can’t quite name.
I close my eyes, feeling the weight of my decision settle into certainty.
