//------------------------------// // Say Goodbye // Story: If I Surrender // by Script Singer //------------------------------// Jaded walked over to his mailbox, levitating his mail beside him as he walked back inside, taking a sip of his morning coffee. He shut the door behind him as he sorted through his mail.  “Bills, bills, more bills…” He mumbled to himself. He then saw something with his name on it, written in Script’s hoofwriting. “That’s weird, usually she just tells me stuff.” He shrugged it off and opened up the envelope.  Dear Jaded. It read.  I’m so sorry… I’m sorry I’m not strong enough… I’m sorry I’m not good enough…I’m sorry for everything…I’m so sorry…I can’t handle this pain anymore… I’ve been struggling for years now… and I haven’t been able to fully open up… So trust me when I say, it’s better for me like this… I don’t like it when people know when I’m struggling, cause then they just baby me and try to help when they just make everything worse…  I’m sorry I’m going through with this, I know it’s so selfish of me to do this to everypony… I just don’t see anything good in my life anymore… My trauma just keeps overtaking me… I promise I tried, I really did but one day I just woke up and snapped… There used to be days when I thought I was okay, or at least I was going to be… We’d be hanging out somewhere and everything would just fit right and I  would think it would be okay if it can just be like this forever but of course, nothing can ever stay just how it is forever…  I never wanted to hurt anypony, so please forget about me… find another marefriend… someone who’s better… someone who deserves you… someone who’s not broken… This is what I want, so please don’t be sad… I know I’ve said that multiple times before, but I beg of you not to be sad… just remember that none of this was your fault…. Thanks for taking me out to the concerts for our favorite band, I enjoyed them… It was amazing to meet our favorite singer and bond with them through our pain…  I’m sorry, but there’s nothing left for me to say… other than I’m so sorry for my choice… Lay me down with all these memories and let them burn and watch me fade… This victim I’m becoming, I can’t even recognize… Jaded dropped the letter and burst out of the door, not even bothering to close it behind him. He rushed over to Script’s house. “Please, don’t tell me you’re gone, love… Please…” He whispered to himself.  He finally approached her house, frantically knocking on the door. “Script, it’s me please open the door!”  No answer… Jaded teleported himself inside, frantically looking everywhere for his marefriend. He walked to her bedroom and opened the door shocked at what he stared at.  He found Script laying down on her bed, her coat pail. “Script…” He muttered walking up to her. He gently shook her, praying she was just asleep. “Script, wake up…” She didn’t move. “Script, please…” He picked her up into his arms and held her tightly, her body limp. He then let out an anguished scream as he finally realized she was gone.  Suddenly, somepony teleported inside, but Jaded didn’t care. “Jaded, what’s going-” Jaded turned to find Lotus Moon in the room. He looked at her with tears in her eyes. Lotus let out a gasp in shock as the tears flowed down her cheeks. “No…” She whimpered. “She’s gone…” Jaded sobbed. “I wasn’t there to stop her…”  Lotus walked up to Jaded, giving him a tight hug.