I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. Guilt fills my artificial heart, or at least, according to my programming it does.
I heard everything. The conversation between Twilight Sparkle and that dragon, Spike.
She loves Rainbow Dash. The one that I used to be. And because I was careless, I took that away from her. I knew this would be tough for her, but know I know the true extent of her sorrow.
I wish I could say I knew how she felt.
The next few days went about the same. Wake up, breakfast, read while Twilight does her librarian thing, lunch, back to the reading, dinner, bed. I tried to keep my distance from Twilight. All I caused was sadness. And that's something I didn't want to do.
On the 3rd day, I decided to go to bed early. After all, it's not like I get very hungry anymore. I could probably go weeks without eating, after all, only a small portion of my digestive system is organic anymore. I sat on my bed and stared at the wall, a flurry of thoughts echoing through my head.
I didn't know what I was doing wrong. Whenever I'd do something Twilight would get this sad expression, almost like she was pitying me. My guess would be that what I'm doing is a lot different to what the real Rainbow Dash would do, which, of course, would cause the unicorn more sorrow.
What were those doctors thinking when they made me like this? What were they hoping to fix? I'm not Rainbow Dash, the Rainbow is dead, I'm just a failed replacement, a pale imitation, just the shadow of who I used to be. All I do is make people sad. Everyone would probably be better off if I had just died there in the hospital...
I held up my hoof, a silver blade sliding out of the top near my hoof. "She's better off without me..." I say, holding my hoof up to my temple, the blade just breaking my skin. "better off without me..."
I shot my hoof forward, the blade piercing my skin and-
"Rainbow, are you O-SWEET CELESTIA RAINBOW WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!" Twilight exclaimed from the doorway.
I brought down my hoof and stared at her with empty eyes. "Simple. I'm killing myself. I should've done this earlier, all I cause is suffering. Everyone's better off with me dead." I explain in a monotonous voice. "Especially you."
I once again raised the now blood-stained built-in knife to my temple as blood falls down my face. I go to stab once again when I'm knocked over and wrapped in a tight hug. I fall onto my back with a lavender mare laying on top of me, holding on to me like my life depends on it.
"P-please, don't!" she said, raising her head to look into my eyes as tears ran down her face. "Don't do it! I need you Rainbow!"
"But I'm not-"
"Yes you are!" she yells. "I know you are! Deep down inside, Rainbow Dash is still alive, and begging to be let out! And we will find a way to let her out, together!"
I sighed. "Fine."