“Girls, before we start, we need to talk.”
I stood in the center of the room and looked each one of them in the eye. “It has come to my attention that there are some issues that need to be brought up here.”
“Issues? Like what, darling?” asked Rarity.
“Well, I’ll start with you. Rarity, remember earlier today, when we went to buy you some painkillers?”
“Well, of course.”
“How many are left in that bottle?”
“Well…” she looked around the room, at each of her friends’ concerned looks. She sighed. “…about half.”
“You went through half of that huge bottle in a few hours, Rarity! I hate to say it, but…” The words fought to come out of my mouth. “…you’re addicted.”
“I am NOT addicted to anything! How dare you insinuate that I, of all people, are addicted to painkillers!”
“Rarity, you went through half of that bottle in a few hours!”
“I had many headaches!”
Applejack piped in. “Rarity, addiction is a serious problem.”
“You’re one to talk, Applejack!” Rarity burst out.
“Excuse me?”
“You go to a casino somewhere every single day! Twilight, did Applejack take you to a casino?”
“Yes…Rarity, why don’t you just calm down and we can…”
“How much money did Applejack lose today?”
“Well…”
“I’m waiting!”
“…She lost five hundred dollars.”
“FIVE HUNDRED! Applejack, you should be ashamed of yourself!”
Applejack got back in to the conversation. “Me? Ashamed? Sorry I lost, Princess, but some of us gotta eat food, not drugs!”
Rarity looked Applejack straight in the eye. “Fuck. You.”
Pinkie, obviously drunk, jumped in. “Rarity, suck *hic* language!” she giggled to herself.
“Pinkie, get your head out of the bottle and try to be sober for once!” She picked up Pinkie’s bottle and tossed it into the trash.
“Ooh, stealing someone’s drink. I’ll have to write that one down so I can remember it next time I want to be a fucking prick, Rarity. Thanks,” Pinkie said through clenched teeth.
“Excuse me?”
“Get your head out of your ass, it’s not one of your fancy hats!” Dash burst. “Rarity, you’re completely blind to everyone else’s problems here!”
“Oh, says Little Miss Perfect!” Rarity spat. “I heard about what you did to Tim. You could have killed him!”
“It would’ve been an improvement to his character, I think.”
“Ooh, you can use the word ‘character’! You’re not as dumb as I thought you were!”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me!”
Everyone stopped at the sound of sniffling.
Fluttershy had curled herself up on the couch, crying. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. “I wanna go home. I wanna go home to Tim. He’ll know what to do.”
“Fluttershy, why do you want to go to him? He beats you up, damnit!”
Rarity spoke up again. “I agree. Why would you ever want to go home to-“
“SHUT UP!” Fluttershy suddenly shouted. “EVERYONE SHUT UP! I LOVE TIM, AND HE LOVES ME BACK! HE JUST SHOWS IT DIFFERENTLY!” She got up and ran out of the room, crying.
Everyone sat in stunned silence, which Pinkie broke after a minute or two.
“Good fucking job. I need a drink.” She left the apartment.
“I’m leavin’,” said Applejack, who did exactly as she said.
“So am I,” scoffed Rarity, also being true to her word.
Rainbow and I stood in silence for a moment.
“Twilight?” Dash finally asked.
“Yes?” I asked, not being able to hold my tears back any longer.
“Get the fuck out of my apartment.”
“But where am I supposed to-“
“I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT!”
I ran out of the apartment and into the street. It started to rain. It was a cold, hard, heavy rain, and it mixed with my tears. I spotted an overpass, ran to it, and cried myself to sleep.