//------------------------------// // Sympathy * // Story: The Lost Siren // by Dreagknight-LostWriter //------------------------------// Sonata didn't say much on our way back home. We made it back after a twenty minute walk. Once inside, I told Sonata it would be a good idea if she change from her old outfit to her new one. I was sure she wasn't happy, and I was suspicious that my conversation with Rarity might have strike a nerve. Once she left to get changed, I sat down on the couch and begin to think. How will Sonata react this afternoon? I wondered. We're going to be having a more in depth conversation. "Hey Blitz, where do I put my clothes at?" Sonata asked, walking into the living room, surprising and snapping me out of my thoughts. "Huh? Oh, your clothes. You can put them in my room or in the hallway closet," I answered, absent minded. I looked at Sonata, who was standing in front of me wearing her new clothes. She wore a new violet hoodie and a light purple jean pants with a image of a cyan musical half note on top of a purple heart on the side of her left leg. Whatever top she had on, I couldn't see, but I assumed it was magenta. Sonata put her clothes inside the hallway closet, then sat down on the far side of the couch. After a minute or two passed, Sonata still hadn't looked at me or said a word. I decided it would be best to give her some time to think. "Hey, Blitz, let me ask you something," Sonata abruptly stated, now looking straight at me. "Why did you decide to help me this much?" When she asked me the this, I didn't know how to answer. Sure, I could say, "I just wanted to help you," but I'm sure she wouldn't like something as simple as that. I didn't know how to give her a satisfying answer. "You don't even know who I am." I could tell any trust she might have or had for me was slowly dwindling away. "But I'm sure you know what I've done, I'm sure you just want to hurt me like the others." "Sonata-" I came over to her side wondering what just gotten into her. But she quickly stood, and walked to the door. She stood there and looked at me. "Sonata please calm down, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. Trust me," I pleaded, trying to sound as convincing as possible. I must have done something to upset her, maybe at Carousel Boutique, but I had no idea what. "Trust you? How can I trust you? How can I trust anyone?" Her tone was bitter. This wasn't a question and I knew it. "What have I done to give you the reason not to trust me?" I countered, accidentally raising my voice. "Sonata I've done nothing but help you, so why are you acting like this?" As I spoke, I realized two things: One, she wasn't crying, she wasn't yelling or screaming. And two, her expression wasn't angry or sad. Her eyes stared at me, but they were dull. Her lips were set in a flat line. Sonata was void of emotion, like there was nothing there. Any emotion, positive or negative, she might have had when I first met her, was gone. "You haven't done anything wrong," she responded quietly, looking down at the floor. Her response surprised me. "Sonata, if I haven't done anything wrong, then why are you acting like this?" "Because- because everyone hates me, even my own sisters! So why are you being so nice to me?" Her tone dry. Though her expression were still devoid of emotions, it sounded to me like she was fighting back tears. "Is it wrong for me to be nice to you, then?" I asked, hoping to ease my way through her. "Is it ok to be nice to someone who ruin friendships, relationships, even families, just for power?" She countered, staring straight at me. "What?" I was confused. "I ruined relationships, for power." Her voice now softened with a remorseful tone. "And even that, I wasn't as good at that as Adagio and Aria are- were. That's why my sisters left me." I was speechless. I didn't know what to say or how to comfort her. I just stared at Sonata. We let a few second pass in silence, not even moving until Sonata spoke up. "I'm sorry. I know you were trying to help me, but..." "It's ok. I'm not mad," I assured her. "Surprised, but not mad. " I tried to sound sincere. "But why did you start acting like that, was it something Rarity or I said that offended you?" "No. Please understand, I've just been through a lot in the past weeks!" Sonata was practically pleading with me, and I felt a pang of sorrow within me. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. Just know I'm here if you do," I assured her gently. "Hey, if you don't feel good, I can call and tell Rarity we'll meet up later, if that's alright?" "No, it's okay." She hesitated before continuing, "I'm just worried, once you know what I have done and who I am…” She trailed off, holding her arms in an almost hugged way. “That you'll kick me out, even began to hate me like everyone else. Or even-" She went silent, looking at the floor. What has she done? I wondered, but I kept quiet about my curiosity. "Well, as long it's what you have done, and not what you will do, then I have no reason to kick you out," I reasoned, hoping my cheerful tone would rub off on her. I could tell she was doubting what I said, but there was nothing more I could do to get through her. Whatever had happened to her and how she had been treated, might have left her traumatized. I would never let her down like those cliché stories in fiction. "Sonata, why don't you just sit down and take a rest. We'll be heading back out in an hour, hour and a half at most." I looked at her with a reassuring smile. "You say that now, but once you know, will you still be willing to help me?" she mumbled under her breath as she sat back down on the couch. Her sentence was barely audible, but I still heard it. We sat there in a awkward silence as if there was an elusive mist was between us. I need to break the ice, I thought desperately. But how? Just then I heard a low growling noise. I was no detective, but after Sonata glanced down at her stomach, the culprit was crystal clear. "Sonata, are you hungry?" I asked, suddenly realizing we hadn't eaten anything since we left Rarity's place. "Do you want something to eat?" "Yes," she replied in a low voice. "Do you have any tacos?" "Tacos?" I queried. "Why tacos?" "I am- well, I was on a quest to try as many foods as possible," Sonata explained. "I never got a chance to try the different type of tacos." I couldn't tell if she was being serious, or if she was just trying to lighten the atmosphere, but I didn't question further. "Well, I don't have any tacos, but I can order some that be here within ten minutes!" I replied with a smile. She nodded at my explanation, a small smile on her face, but that happy notion quickly faded.                                             *** True to my word, after I ordered the tacos over the phone it wasn't long before they arrived. Sonata was very eager to try them. I passed her a taco and she practically teared through it! As we ate, I looked at my phone to see we had a little over a hour left before we were supposed to me back over at Rarity's. "Sonata we will be leaving in forty minutes, okay?" "Okay," she responded half-heartedly, almost mumbling. Sonata wiped some crumbs of tacos shell off her face. I'm sure once I know who Sonata really is and what she might have done it won't cause me to change my opinion of her, will it? Maybe, I hope not! Whatever she did can't be that bad, can it? Why would she think I would kick her out? The more I thought about this, the less sure I was becoming.