I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. That's what I kept telling her. I don't want her to be angry at me anymore, but she won't say anything to me. She just gazes out the window, refusing to even look at me.
But the worst thing. Was her smile.
I... I like smiles, I like her smiles...but this was different. It was out of place, it didn't fit. It was hollow and seemingly fake. She doesn't want to talk to me, after something I said, but... I don't remember what I said that made her... like this. She just sits there, in front of me, the half eaten cupcake and cold tea on the table tormenting me.
"The cupcake was terrible. You know I hate carrot." She suddenly spoke, as if she knew what I was thinking about. She turned towards me, that smile stayed glued to her lips.
"I-I'll g-get you a-a n-new one then! You love str-strawberry dontcha? I'll jus-"
"Oh no need for that. I don't want anything you've made."
My heart sank. Why...why was she acting like this? Maybe it's 'cause of what I said? But... why can't I remember anything?! Stupid, stupid, STUPID!
"Oh calm down, Pinkie. It's okay. You don't have to get so agitated. C'mon, stop hitting yourself." Her voice sounded like how she would normally speak, kind and reassuring... Maybe she's just a little mad, I'm sure she's o-
"It's not like I hate you or anything. Oh wait. Except I do."
I froze, her stone cold gaze shot through me. My greatest fear, was unfolding before me.
"I hate everything about you. Your laughter, your annoying singing, and stupid high pitched voice. But you know what I hate most?" Her voice screeched.
"I hate how much you love me. How much you tell me how much you do every, single day. I hate the fact that somepony like you is in love with me. I hate the fact that I accepted ever being in any type of relationship with you. I hate you, Pinkamena Diana Pie."
I broke, I couldn't listen to this anymore, I couldn't take it anymore. How she said it, how much hate that was in her tone, yet she pronounced everything out without a slip of her tongue. She didn't stutter nor pause, nothing she would normal do. She just let everything out with little to no hesitation. And did it while smiling ever so happily yet cruelly.
I took off from my sit, and out of the room. I slammed the toilet door, and sat on the cold, hard ceramic floor. I shook like filly afraid of the dark. But I wasn't afraid of that, I was afraid of something more. The love of my life, the only pony I ever loved, the only one I will ever love, leaving me, hating everything about me. I couldn't bear to believe anything she said.
"It's not real, it's not real, IT'S NOT REAL!" My whispers, slowly turned into yells as I cried in denial of everything I once knew becoming nothing more than a lie before my eyes. My confession, her acceptance, our anniversary, our first kiss, our love.
"Oh but it is." Her voice rang out from beyond the door. Her terrible, sadistic yet ever so gentle voice.
"No, this isn't real. You're not the mare I fell in love with. She's not like this. YOU'RE NOT FLUTTERSHY!" I screamed at her, that cruel voice that feed me all these lies. She wasn't real, none of this is real.
"Oh but you're oh so wrong, Pinkie. This is as real as my existence in this world. You can't deny that fact for long. No matter where you hide, I will be there to haunt you, torment you, break you. I won't stop, you know why? Because I hate you, I hate you so much."
"Go away. Please just go away." I sobbed, this is too much. I wouldn't believe it, I just wouldn't. I couldn't. She would never ever do this, she's just sick, or just a little angry. She won't talk to me like that. But how did I know it was all false? What if...
No. No. Fluttershy would never say that, this is a trick, she's discorded, Iron Will had returned, something else! Fluttershy isn't like this, not by herself. No, even when she was discorded or being a meanie 'cause of what she was taught by Iron Will, she was still Fluttershy. My Fluttershy. Even if she did say a lot of mean things then, she never hated anypony, and deep down, she was still her. The kindest, most beautiful mare that I have ever laid eyes on. And was the only one I ever wanted.
"You're not real." I whispered, realizing and reassuring that fact.
"What!?" The voice cracked, showing a strange anger. "I'm real! As real as you! Don't you forgot that!"
"No, you aren't. The mare I love will never do this. I know. I remember, everything we've gone through as friends and later as lovers. She will never be something like you."
"Then why do you still doubt what you say yourself?" The voice now mocking me.
"When I walk out this room, I won't be scared anymore. Because I know, I trust that Fluttershy, the real Fluttershy, will be there for me. Even if doubts still cloud my mind, I believe that she will be by my side. Always."
"You are a fool."
"Maybe so..." I smile as I pushed open the door. A bright light shines outside, I step into it, falling.
She woke up in cold sweat, screaming.
"Huh what? Oh my gosh, Pinkie! Are you alright?" A sleepy yet gentle voice spoke from beside the pink mare. Pinkie turned to met two worried teal eyes looking into hers.
"Flutters? Is that really you?"
"Of course it's me, silly."
"How did I end up here, on your-" she stop herself mid-sentence, realizing they have probably been sleeping on the same bed for the past few hours. Her face blushed slightly, while Fluttershy's turned completely crimson when she realized what Pinkie was thinking.
"I-I c-can ex-explain!" Fluttershy exclaimed, now hiding her face behind her mane.
"I a-assume you were making a d-delivery around this part of town when you fainted from the cold, I think, since you didn't have any winter clothes on. I was outside gathering the animals back inside since the weather ponies said that a snowstorm was approaching Ponyville. Just as I was going back into my cottage when the heavy snow started to pour down, I saw a pink blur, you were lying on the street not far from my cottage, freezing and unconscious. So I brought you in and covered you in as many blankets as I could get. Then, the lights and electricity went off, and we were snowed in... So I got sleepy and... fell asleep, next to you.."
Fluttershy's cheeks continued to redden intensely, and hid behind her mane. Pinkie looked at her, and looked at herself, covered in a ridiculous amount of blankets. She giggled, then smiled at Fluttershy.
"Thanks, Flutters. I would be a goner if you hadn't save me."
"Oh i-it's n-nothing, really. Erm... So did you have a... n-nightmare?" Her voice but a whisper, but Pinkie slumped slightly at her question, her warm smile faded.
"Y-you don't h-have to t-talk about it i-if you don't want to!" She stuttered again, now slightly worried like before.
"It's okay, Flutters. I'm alright now." Pinkie gave Fluttershy one of her widest smiles, and also one of her most hollow.
"Pinkie..."
Pinkie sighed, she knew Fluttershy would see right through it. Even if she didn't force Pinkie to say out what she was thinking, she was still extremely worried for her.
"I had a nightmare... that... That you didn't love me anymore. No, not anymore... That you never loved me. Ever. You said... awful things, things I knew you'd never say... But you, the you in my dream said. Which hurt even though I knew it wasn't you. I don't know why, but it's still does even though I know you didn't say any of it. I just want to ask... Do you still love me?"
"Pinkie." the Pegasus lifted up the sad pony by her chin, looking into her eyes, "Never say that to me again."
"Because, I will always love you. Ever since the day we met, ever since I fell in love with you, and when you did as well. I have never hated you, maybe I was a little afraid of you at first, but when I got to know you... I knew we'd become what we are today, because you are the only one I ever want, the only one I ever need."
Pinkie's smile grew wider, turning a full grin. Fluttershy began to blush again, and hid behind her mane.
"I-I m-mean, if t-that's a-alright with y-you, Pinkie..."
"Of course it is, Flutters." Pinkie said unusually softer, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on Fluttershy's forehead.
"And, er, sorry about this, I always get nightmares on cold winter nights.
Thank you, Fluttershy. For everything."
"It's okay, Pinkie. Everyone has nightmares, but sometimes we need an extra hoof to help ourselves through our fears and nightmares when we wake up. I'll always be here for you, Pinkie."
Fluttershy held Pinkie tightly as the pink maned mare leaned against her. They wrapped the blankets around each other, slowly falling asleep.
"Flutters?"
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
Fluttershy smiled, and placed her lips on Pinkie's muzzle, pecking it softly.
"I love you too, Pinkie."