I hold Sally close to me as she sleeps comfortably in my arms, curious as to what she may be dreaming about. It must be a good one, judging by the fact she's smiling slightly. She occasionally nuzzles my neck, as I stroke her pink and black mane. It's good to know she's happy, despite being majorly different. I promise d to keep her happy, and I'm keeping to it.
That's all I want is to see her smile.
Everyday, I devote my time to making sure she's positive about herself, that when she walks, that there will be a skip in every step. So far, I'm doing a good job. With the help of our loving mother, of course who I thank everyday for the gift of my wonderful little sister. With every following sunset and sunrise, we bond closer brother and sister.
I'm thankful she isn't the kind of sister who makes it her life mission to make your life a miserable nightmare. She also seems closer to Me, than mom for some reason. Normally a child will bond quickest with the mother, but in this case, she bonds with me more. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I'm probably the first thing she saw. Whatever it maybe be, I'm just glad to have her in the first place.
As I lay here, enjoying my time, the cry for sleep grows on me, and soon enough, I can no longer keep myself awake. Laying my head on hers, I begin to fall into a deep sleep.
"Goodnight, Sally." I manage to utter before I do.
Two years later:...
So far it's been five years since dad went to war, and five years since Sally was born. If time keeps going by this fast, who knows how long we have left with her. And you know what sucks? Is that I'm not with her right now. I'm biking home like usual, and I have to wait to get home to see her. But it will all be worth it when I get there.
Whenever I'm out and about, say school, or at someplace with a friend, I'm not my usual party kind of person. All I can ever think is...you know who. It makes me glad that I have a sister, and that I love her to.death. But then again, I think I have anxiety. Because I always get bad thoughts of something happening to her.
As I bike my way through the neighborhood, I feel my 'anxiety' kick in and soon I'm pedaling as fast as I can. That's when my phone begins to ring. I take my phone out and hold it up to my ear as I pedal.
"Yeah, mom?"
"I...I need you home as quick as you can...Sally's not doing too well, she locked herself in her room again!" She says through her sobs.
"I'm already home, mom." I tell her as I pull up to the house. I hang up the phone, and stuff it back into my pocket. That's when I see it. My dad's white Scion FR-S coupe in the driveway. He's home! I run inside, and mom and dad appear to be arguing over something.
"What is your problem?! She's been waiting for this day to see you and you shut her down like that!? Yeah, she's different, but me and Damien love her very much. Especially Damien. His bond with Sally is in breakable. Why can't you just give her the affection she wants?" Mom shouts, tears leaking from her eyes.
"When you told me you were pregnant I was really happy, and I couldn't wait for the time I come back, and that is what I get!? I didn't go through all of that craps for five years to come home and see that!" He snaps back.
They're talking about Sally. Dad...he...he doesn't like her...
with an angry grunt, I shove past him.
"Damien! Come give your father a hug!"
I turn around to see him following me with his arms out. I only flip him off as I make my way up the stairs to Sally's room. From the other side of the door, I can hear her sobs, and cries. What did he all say to her? With a sigh, I knock on the door.
"Go away! Leave me and my ugliness alone..."
"Sally, it's me. Damien. Let me in." I said calmly.
"Why!?" She barks, with a sniff.
"Because I love you, of course."
"Just...leave me alone."
"I'm sorry about dad, okay? I just wanna try and make you feel better, ok?"
"Okay..." She sighs, and a second later she opens the door, and I walk in. I bend down on one knee, and pull her into me. She hugs back, and cries s into my chest.
"It's gonna be alright, Sally. I've got you. I've got you." I sit down Indian with her in my lap. I take a hand and stroke her mane slow and gently. "It's okay, let it out I'm here for you."
I can't believe my dad rejected her as a daughter. Normally I'd be crying tears that he's finally back, but because of this, I instantly lose a major amount of respect for him. Ever hurt Sally's feelings I might not talk to you for a long time, but something as bad as this? Better not let me see you again. From what I can tell, he hurt her severely, on so many levels.Hehe continues to wail, getting my shirt wet with her tears.
I turn around to see dad standing behind me. "What did you do?!" I ask sternly, giving him a devilish glare.
"Five fucking years, of torment, agony, loss and pain, I fought through to live to this day to see my daughter, and you guys claim that...whatever she is, is my daughter! I feel pretty fucking insulted!!" He snaps, balling his hands into fists. I watch as his face turns to a light shade of pinkish red, pure anger in his eyes.
"I didn't believe it at first either, but I didn't go making her cry like this! She has feelings too, you know! I'm sorry about whatever happened to you in that war, but it didn't give you the right to be a dick! Despite being different, she's been happy as can be, like a normal child should be, and you better not have messed that up!"
"Dont you raise your voice to me, you hear! You didn't give me even the slightest acknowledgement that I'm back, you didn't give me a simple hello, plus you flipped me off!"
"Because you hurt her feelings! Yes, she's an anthromorphic Pegasus, but she your daughter nonetheless. Each day she asks me when is daddy coming home? She's been waiting for you for five years and this is how you treat her? That's pretty pathetic if you ask me!"
"You mean to tell me me daughter is some mutated horse? Your mother did a horse while I was gone, and you tell me I'm pathetic!"
"No, mom didn't fuck a horse! We don't know what happened. Every catscan we went to, she was perfectly fine, a human baby, but when she came out, this is what we got! Do mom or I care? Not in the slightest because we love her no matter what! Yes we wish this didn't happen to her, but we still love her! And all this yelling instead helping the situation."
"You know what? I don't care. Keep up with your lies. All I know is either you're hiding her, or she had a miscarriage, and I don't know where the he'll you got that...thing from. Whatever she is, she will never be my daughter." He shakes his head at me and goes back downstairs.
"I'm sorry, Damien. This all my fault." Said Sally, as she wipes the tears from her face. I guess daddy doesn't love me."
"Sally, none of this is your fault, he's just stubborn and hard headed." I huff as I glare at my dad out the window as he gets in his car and takes off.
"He called me an ugly, mutated, freak."
"Sally, you are none of those, nor will you ever be."
"No, he's right. Normal kids don't have tails, or wings, or fur, or impossibly gigantic eyes, or hooves. And I'm like a mix of pony and human. I'm not supposed to be like this! I just wanna be normal!" She cries again, placing her face in her hands. "Why can't I just be normal?!" She grunts in frustration, hitting her fists on the sides of her head.
"Sally...Sally, Sally!!" I try to stop herself, but she turns away, and falls to the floor. "Hey, calm down! Don't beat yourself up literally! Please, stop cr- crying!" All of this happening at once has pushed me to tears as well, as I take her in my arms again.
"I wish I could just be human instead!"
"Sally..."
"But it's never gonna happen." She sits down in my lap again, staring at her arms. "You love me, right, Damien? And mom?"
"Of course we do." I give her a bittersweet smile, as I rid my face of its sorrowful tears. "Even if you're not human, we love you the same."
"So...why doesn't dad? He said I'll never be his daughter."
"I don't know what his problem is, but he's gone, thank goodness." I sigh, and gently stroke her mane like before. Like every other time, she leans her head into my hand, with her ears flattened down. "Are you gonna be okay?"
"I don't even know. He hurt me, really badly. In here..." She sighs and places a hand on her chest, over her heart.
"I'm sorry, Sally. You did nothing to deserve that."
For dad to come in and just tear her heart to pieces the way he did. Calling her a freak of nature, saying he will never love her and she will never be his daughter. He didn't even give it a second thought, or even say he is sorry. He was merciless and relentless in his ranting, or give a single hint of doubt. I looked up to the guys and always thought he was the best dad in the galaxy, but I had a small piece of doubt and that doubt just reared its ugly head.
"Damien, if you could turn me into a human, would you?"
"I don't know. I enjoy you the way you are, but to make you happy, I would."
"Okay. I kinda like being a pony, but I wish I was human so things like this wouldn't happen. It hurts that he doesn't love me. A waited so long to hear him say it, but I got the opposite of it. Maybe we should go check on mommy."
"Yeah, we should." With a grunt of effort, I manage to get to my feet. Been sitting for about ten minutes with a pony sitting on my legs.
I head out of the room and into moms, where she sits silently, staring at what she has in her hands. It's a thin piece of paper, so I can guess it's a photo of dad. She sees us, and quickly gets off the bed, and takes Sally from me, and hugs her tight.
"Mommy, is something wrong?"
"I'm so sorry what your dad said. You're not a freak! You are a very pretty, and smart child, you hear? A filly like you doesn't deserve that."
"I know, mom. And I told you it's weird when you call me a filly. I don't know why, it just sounds weird."
"I know, I'm just trying to make you feel better about yourself."
"I would feel better if I wasn't a pony."
"Sally, you are just fine the way you are, don't let your stupid, airheaded father makes you feel that way!"
"Okay, mom."
"The way he was...it's just not like him...I really thought he would have understood."
"I thought so too." I nod in agreement.
"I feel really bad, plus, how you cried and I stayed in here. A good mother wouldn't do that." She kisses Sally on the forehead.
"Its okay, mom."
"Are you kids hungry? I can make something to eat."
Me and Sally nod at the same time.
"All that yelling at dad made me hungry."
"Okay I'll make some lunch."
Mom gets off of the bed, and gives Sally back. I gladly take her in my arms.
"And how about you and I watch some cartoons to get your mind off what just happened?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Alright, then." I carry her downstairs, and into the living room
"Actually, since I'm a Pegasus, maybe we can go outside and see if I can learn to fly!"
"Sure, but not until after lunch so you have more energy. So untill then, let's watch some cartoons!"
"Okay..." She sighs, her ears drooping, and her smile fading.
"Dont be sad. You're only five, so you have a long time to learn."
"I guess, but it's not that. I just can't get what dad said out of my head. How he said I will never be his daughter."
"Yeah that was pretty cold of him to say. But I'm sure he won't be back anytime soon." I sigh, sitting down in the couch, grabbing the remote, and I turn the tv on.