She could feel her head getting light. Her body began to shake, and she could feel her eye sight blurring. This always happened when she saw Vinyl with him……. The one stallion she disliked more than anything. Although she did not hate him, hate was not a word she used. Mainly for the fact hate was a very strong feeling, a word with a lot of power. In a sense, hate was the same as love. Two words she strayed as far away from as possible. She almost never used either. For the fact so many people used the words incorrectly. She despised when people used them incorrect. So almost always she refused to use them, unless of course she truly meant it. All of her pony friends knew that. Almost every mare and stallion knew this. So although he would make her hooves sweat, her vision blur, her body shake, and her entire being crumple; she did not hate him. She couldn’t hate him. Especially for something that was not his fault. He was handsome; he was respectful, wonderus, a true stallion. She couldn’t hate him for that. Yet she could dislike him for what he was doing. He was making her fall for him. He was making her best friend fall for someone she didn’t believe was all that right. But what pony was she to think that. So as soon as she saw them talking she turned and trotted away. Trotted into her hiding place. No one knew about it, she liked it that way. If ponies did; well then she’d be royally screwed.
*sigh* ‘If only I…..’ No that was crazy thought. She could never, she would never. It was too risky it was too dangerous. She couldn’t risk doing something like that. She knew it would never end well. So she just shut her mouth and said nothing; said nothing like always. It was simpler and easier that way. It made life for this pony easier. Although shutting her mouth was the easiest way to keep things fine, she still wanted to get rid of the stress the nagging want. That undying feeling like whenever she was around her she just wanted to pour her heart out and never stop. Like all she wanted to do was hold her in her arms and have her begin to fall for her just like she was falling already. Yet that was a crazy thought, a stupid one. It would never happen that way, it never could. There was no way she would feel the same; especially not with that stallion around. Gosh all stallions are nothing but trouble. They cause nothing but heartache and heartache. She could never trust one again, would never fall for one again, and hated the idea of her best friend possibly going through what she had. She didn’t want to see that happen. Yet there was no way she could tell Vinyl. She barely could admit it to herself. She wouldn’t even begin to admit any feelings for Vinyl. Not to any pony. Not herself not to vinyl. She couldn’t ever do that. There was no way for her to. It would ruin everything and she knew it. She knew that she would tell her and that would drive her right into that damn stallions arms. There was no way she was going to let that happen. So just like always she kept her mouth shut, and just hid away into the darkness were no pony could ever see her. It was that simple. That easy. But no pony had any idea how badly she wanted to just pour her heart out. Yet she knew better, she made that mistake before.
Two years ago, she had poured her heart out to another. Except this time it was a stallion. Of course it was a stallion that hurt her, just like fucking always. He was the first, I guess you could call it relationship, she had had. They were only hanging out. She had one of the strongest feelings towards him. *She couldn’t get Rule 63 off of her mind.* they had stopped at a mountain side, just to talk. She didn’t know why, but before she could stop herself she poured her heart out to him, she told him everything and she thought he would feel the same. She told him about rule 63 and how she thought it applied to them. Yet she had been wrong. Horribly wrong. Once she had finished pouring her heart out he turned to look at her. Fear and sadness filling up his eyes. She felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach and then turned away. She realized she was wrong to say anything at all; she should have just shut her mouth and said nothing at all. But she didn’t and that was her mistake.
She remembered each word very clearly as he spoke them. Each word tearing another hole larger and larger inside of her heart. Each word slowly making her crumple from the inside out and losing pieces fast than can be imagined.
“I’m sorry apple, that’s not how I feel. I wanted to talk to you because I don’t think we fit together. I didn’t know that’s how you felt. I didn’t plan to lead you on; I just didn’t know how to break up with you.” Each word felt as though it was being spoken in slow motion. It took only seconds for her to comprehend what he was saying, for the sadness to fill her up like a rushing waterfall. It only took seconds but each second felt like an hour in her mind. She didn’t know what to say back so she said nothing at all. She only turned and ran away. There was no way for her to know what had to be said. So she just ran away. She ran as far as she could go, and didn’t stop for anything. She didn’t stop until she got home. And there she cried, cried until she couldn’t produce anymore tears.
Her flashback ended quickly though. The bell for classes interrupted her thoughts. So she left it at that and said nothing more. She got up slowly from her hiding spot; as if she had gotten up any faster she would have fallen back down. She felt completely weak and had a hard time getting to first period. Yet today it looked like she was staying in class. She pulled out her headphones and started blasting Hard style. That was all her Apple-pod was filled with. It was the easiest way to have Vinyl on her mind, while attempting to avoid Caramel’s eyes. Throughout homeroom and first period he would keep looking to her. So by now she knew how to avoid it and how to keep him away from her. Most of the time she managed it, other times she didn’t. There wasn’t a way to this morning. Caramel had walked in with Vinyl. As soon as she saw the two of them together she turned away.
‘At least she was with Caramel and not that other stupid stallion.’ Damn she really could not stand seeing Vinyl and Dr. Whooves together…….
Author’s Note:
I have officially mentioned rule 63 and for those of you that do not know what it is, it basically means that for every female there is a male counterpart. Who is exactly like them. Also Vinyl’s love interest IS Dr. Whooves. You have to keep reading though to find out the rest ! Enjoy! &Please leave feedback!!!