//------------------------------// // Step six: Break Up // Story: Doing Hurtful Things to My Waifu // by Cocaine //------------------------------// Rainbow Dash and I sat in a cafe shop run by a local mare, whom I've come to know as Bon Bon. I liked the waitress though- a very bright and outgoing mare with teal fur and str- "Honey," Fuck. I thought as I drew my eyes away from the waitress and to the cyan pegasus before me. She looked as miserable and pathetic as ever. "I...thought about what you said. I...think I understand now," She said with a struggling smile. I turned away again with a sigh and kept my eyes on the waitress. She continued anyway. "I...have to be how we first met. Strong, careless and independent. I get that, and...I am going to do it for you. The whole reason I started being really...uhm, you know, was because...I love you-" I snorted. "-and I want...to..be with you..." Her voice trailed off as she fidgeted with something in her hooves. I sighed. "Yeah, looks like you got it figured out." She smiled at my comment. She fidgeted about, holding something in her hooves. At the moment, I didn't bother to look at the black box, but she would have been pleased to know I was thinking about her. Details on what exactly, however... "Rainbow Dash," I said, getting her attention immediately. Those big magenta eyes, that hopeful stare, that big smile....it had exhausted its last ounce of cuteness. "I'm breaking up with you." I just happened to be staring into those magenta eyes when I delivered the most unfortunate news to her. What I saw was quite simply the most tragic and pathetic thing I have ever witnessed. Her lips quivered, her eyes melted, her hooves trembled and she could barely utter out, "B-...w-...I-...You-...said..I'm..." She choked as her tears fell on the table. I sighed deeply and stood up from my seat and started for the door. I don't want to see this shit. "B-b-b-b-I-I-I-You-you-you, l-l-oved...m-m-me...?" She continued to whimper and whine. Probably spoiling my chances of ever coming in here again without getting dirty looks. "I-I-I...love you...I need you in...my life." And then I left. It was midday, with the sun shinning through the window to your left and your own coffee cup steaming out the tube to your right. There were ponies happily doing their daily routine- all of them happy- and inside the cafe you saw ponies chatting it up, drinking their beverages and ordering breakfast. The owner, who you've come to know as Bon Bon, had a motto of, "It's always breakfast!" The cheery mood around you was soured by every single word, every single breath, every single thing the colt in front of you did, said or breathed. He was a brown Earthpony with black hair and emerald eyes. He had a permanent look of indifference on his face and he had just finished telling you the most rancid, horrible story you had ever heard. "You just...left?" You asked in disbelief. He gave a firm nod. "You're telling me...this all happened a year ago?" He tapped a hoof against the table as he thought, then gave another firm nod. "You..." You paced yourself, taking in a deep breath. Seeing your anger boiling, the brown colt grinned. "Who do you think you are?" You finally asked with heat. The colt took in an unnecessary amount of air, then said, "A jerk?" You narrowed your gaze on him and was about ready to flip the table on him. "You hurt that poor mare's heart. You broke her." He rolled his eyes in return. "She let that happen. You know it yourself- she should've let me go. A smart mare would have." You couldn't find the right words to say, so you settled for, "You malicious prick fucking donkey-dick!" The cafe suddenly went very quiet. So quiet in fact, the sound of a coffee steam going off could be heard in the back room. The colt before had a bemused expression plastered on his face. It was hard to distinguish what he was feeling or thinking at any given time. He was like an animal. He is an animal...A rabid, disgusting vermin that needs to be dealt with. You thought as you stared at him. You could feel heavy eyes on you from all angles. "It's alright," The colt said to the ponies around him, to which they reluctantly went back to their business, save a few. "You have balls." He said to you with cool, relaxed eyes. "You are a sick, demented fuck." You struck with venom. He took it with immunity and continued. "Aren't you two dating now?" He asked with a yawn. You nodded once. "How long y-" "A year." Your voice was becoming more and more venomous, hurtful and direct. Much like his. Realizing this, you calmed your breathing and settled in your seat. "...Right," He then took a big gulp of his own coffee as he looked elsewhere. "I'll make you a deal." "No,' You said immediately. He continued regardless as he put his empty cup down. "Tell me about your life with Rainbow Dash. If I'm inspired, I might feel bad." You narrowed your eyes even more. "I am not telling you shit about our relationship. That's for us to know." "Okay then, it was nice meeting you, my friend. I'll be seeing you around," and he got up without giving you another word and headed for the door. You bit your bottom lip as you said through gritted teeth, "Fine." He stopped, turned and smile. "I'm sorry?" "....Fine," You said again, gesturing to the vacant seat. He happily sat back down, kicked up his back legs and sighed. "I'd like all the juicy details. Also, don't forget to make it in chronological order, I hate stories that aren't told in order." You put your hooves to your side. "Fine, I'll tell it to you like you are a baby- because you look like one." He kept smiling. "...Maybe you'll learn something. Let's start with," you paused, looking him in the eyes. "Step one: Talking to her."