//------------------------------// // The Sadness // Story: My Shy Filly // by samiechu //------------------------------// [MY SHY FILLY - THE SADNESS] This one is really short guys! I just didn't plan on having too much in this. It's mainly around Dew's feelings and thats it! Hope you enjoy. Tips are welcome ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Dew, you can't continuously mope around like this." Sapphire placed herself on the bed next to the what would seem sleeping colt, but she could vaguely make out his blank stare through the reflection in the mirror. Her gaze wandered over her upset son, wondering what had happened. She ran her hoof along the length of his back, attempting to comfort him. Since a few nights beforehand, Dew had been struck with a horrible case of rejection. He hadn't felt that stupid, that insecure about his feelings, or that horrible about any situation in his life. He had felt various amounts of feelings, which had led him to hide away in his room, bed ridden. He had thought about the way he handled it over and over. In one aspect, it was immature of him to jump to the conclusion that Fluttershy had been speaking about him. It was also immature that he had reacted by telling her to leave as soon as the morning sun crept in through the windows. But... he also had thought about his feelings. Why didn't his feelings seem to matter now? Was it the guilt of hurting her? Why didn't she realise that he adored and cherished her in every way possible? When he thought of the way she hadn't realised, he knew why he was upset. He understood why he was locked away. She was just too oblivious to his feelings and she had hurt him. Dew heaved a huge sigh. Love was a painful thing. "Dewy...?" Dew's ears perked at the sound of his mothers voice. It was soft, soothing, the motherly touch he needed right now. He rolled to his side, facing Sapphire. His eyes were shut, brows furrowed deeply into his skull, mouth trembling slightly. Dew somehow felt worse now that he was close to opening himself up to his mother. "Honey.. I don't know what happened. But please... tell me. I don't know if I can help, but I will make you feel a little better. Talk to me, please." She pressed her nose to his cheek, wrapping her fore-hooves around Dew's body. She could feel him tremble slightly, and a sniffle escaped his nose. She held him tighter than she had ever before. Dew moved away from his mother, staring at her briefly with puffy eyes and a runny nose. He wiped it away with his hoof and breathed to catch his breath from sobbing. "Well... last night Fluttershy was talking about some pony she liked and she kept describing it like me... And I thought she meant me. I kissed her and it felt like she liked it! But she was really just... moving away and trying to escape..." He tilted his head away and closed his eyes. His mane drooped slightly over his face. "She told me she liked Cappuccino... not me.. I told her to leave and never come back, and never talk to me again... That's why she left so early that morning and that's why I've been in here. I feel awful about what I did but I can't believe she didn't know... that I really really love her.." Sapphire dropped her head low. "Is that what this is all about?" Dew shot a dirty glare at his mother. He assumed her tone indicted that she didn't care, or that it wasn't a big deal. He turned over in his bed, sulking the same way he had before. "Dew, no, I don't mean that in a bad way," She scooted closer to her son. With a quick motion of her hooves, Dew was sitting upright, a grumpy face set in stone. "What I mean is that your problem has an easy answer. You two need to discuss the problem to get this easy answer, that's all. The outcome depends on how you treat the situation." He tilted his head. "Treat the situation?" "Yes, son. If you tell her how you feel, apologise for what you said and get back to being close friends, then the outcome will be just what you want it to be," She closed her eyes and smiled lightly. "Girls sometimes fall for the guys who admit their feelings. She may just be in a very bad place right now." "I don't understand mother... A bad place?" Dew rested his head against her chest. He could hear her heart beating. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. Each beat in time. Soothing beats over and over. He closed his eyes, timing his breaths with every fourth beat. "She could be having a hard time at home. She might be a little frazzled because of the bullies, or maybe she wants her cutie mark and it could be giving her some stress. She may not be telling you, so she is unsure on how she is dealing with it. She might just be dating Cappuccino because he's there... You know she values your friendship enough not to break it by being your marefriend." She brushed his mane from his eyes, watching him settle himself. "What should I do?" The soft words escaped his little colt mouth. "Whatever you feel is right. You go back to school tomorrow... Speak to her then." Sapphire smiled and nudged him slightly. He was dozing off; it was far too early for him to sleep at this rate. "Thank you, mom," he sat up and nuzzled under her chin. "I wanna make myself look nice tomorrow. Can we go get my mane trimmed? And re-styled too?" "Of course, my dear." She held her hoof out, and her son returned the favour.