//------------------------------// // The change // Story: Unwanted. // by Darkened Lightning Storm //------------------------------// I was sitting alone watching TV on our black and white television when I heard the door open and close. I knew it couldn't be Unwanted because he usually slams the door closed and says he here. I quickly switched off the TV and ran to the kitchen where Amber Wing stood looking exhausted as usual. "Hey squirt." Amber yawned and put down the mail. "Did you have a good day?" "Yea. My teacher liked the poem that Unwanted said was dumb. But, I still think the other fillies and colts wont like it." I smiled and Amber raised and eyebrow and frowned. "Unwanted said your poem was dumb? which one? The depression one?" She asked and I nodded slightly. "Ink, you don't have to put up with him. As a matter of fact, you SHOULDN'T put up with him. That colt is so rude an inconsiderate it's enough to make me gag." She glared at me, or, past me. I couldn't tell. She noticed the two large bruises on my side and her ears perked. "Did he do that?" She asked and I stared at my hooves. "You know how he gets when he's angry Amber..." I said quietly. Right as Amber was about to give me a lecture I heard the door open and slam. "Hey Ink! It's me! Where the hay are you?" I heard him shout as Amber gave me another glare and walked down the hallway to the door. At first all I heard at stern, muffled voices. Then they turned into shouts, then out of the blue, I heard a loud SLAP ring threw the air.I cringed and thought Unwanted had slapped my sister. I would never be aloud to talk to him as long as I lived. I heard a groan of pain as I heard something heavy fall to the floor with a THUMP and a muffled voice. I couldn't make out who was talking, but they sounds pleased with what they did. all was silent for awhile. Amber trotted down the hallway looking content and fine followed by Unwanted, whose left eye was watering and he had a large, bright red hoof mark on his cheek. Amber turned to him and gave him the glare of disgust "You got somethin' to say to my sister?" Amber scowled at him and shot him with a tone I'v never even heard come from her. He cringed as it put him in physical pain and spoke quietly. "I'm sorry Inkstroke. I am truly sorry. Please forgive me." his voice was hoarse and scared. he had a look of fear and pain written and set in his eyes. I was horrified and devastated at the same time. I'v never have I seen both of these looks. I have never even seen him cry before either. Amber started to walked off not waiting to hear what I had to say to him. "Whatever you yell at him is fine by me. He deserves it." Amber grunted and trotted outside. Once I made sure she was gone I threw my forehooves around him and started sobbing. At first, he just stood there, like he didn't know how to react. Then he slowly and tightly wrapped his forehooves around me and started crying into my shoulder. I heard him whisper gently to me. "I'm sorry I'm such a horrible friend. I promise I'll try and be better. Please don't leave me, you're all I have left." I listened to him ramble on. It was heartbreaking to see and hear him like this. After awhile he stopped, but he didn't let go. I guess he needed a hug more than any other foal in Equestria. Finally he pulled away and wiped away tears. "Lets never speak of this ever again." he sniffled and I nodded. It hurt me to see him upset. Even though he was always frowning, I knew that didn't mean he was angry or mad. Unwanted frowns because it's a habit. But a smile from him was rare, so rare that I'v never even seen it. Not until now. Unwanted broke out into a small crooked smile his silver eyes still glistening with leftover tears. Then, we both just started laughing. It was the weirdest thing we'v ever done. I'v never heard his laugh before, it was hoarse and weird, but it was the nicest weird thing I'v ever heard. I was lying on the porch next to Unwanted as we listened to the crickets chirp. Unwanted's smile didn't disappear. It stayed for a long time. I could tell he was trying to be better, or nicer, both terms worked together like a well oiled machine in this case. I scooted closer to him and put my head down on his shoulder. At first he didn't seem to notice, as if his brain was to busy listening to the beautiful music of the woods at night. But, eventually he did, and his face lit up like a red light when the green light had been on there for to long. I guessed this was the first time a filly ever got close to him without trying to hurt him, or just be near him willingly in general. His shoulders tensed up at first, then relaxed. He rested his head down on his hooves and closed his eyes, his smile never once leaving his face as he finally spoke up breaking are long silence. "I think you're an amazing poet." This shocked me. I raised my head up off his shoulder and looked at him, unsure if he was telling the truth or not. His eyes opened slowly and he turned his head to me and his smile dimmed and he looked concerned. "Did I say something wrong?" He asked as if he'd messed up and said the wrong thing. I just blinked looking for the right words. "I...I.... No. What you said was nice. It just... Surprised me." I sputtered out. He seemed to relax a little and he put his head back down, his happy smiled turned into a cocky grin. I relaxed knowing the old Unwanted hadn't left completely. "I know it did."