You Did Something to Make Her Love You
Chapter Seven
By MixA4
The dance goes perfectly. Two more hours of silly dancing paired with a few slow songs to really draw you and Dash close together. By the end of the evening, the two of you are officially a couple, and Dash looks like she couldn't be happier.
You and Rainbow Dash exit the the dance out into the cool winter night. Dash clings to your side, wrapped tightly around your arm.
"You dance like a nerd, Blu." Dash pokes at your ribs. You grin.
"Hey, I was just copying your movements, you could say I learned from the best!"
Dash giggles.
"Did you have fun tonight?"
"Oh hell yeah! We're definitely going to do that again!" You reply.
"I'm sorry about Brute, I hope it didn't ruin too much tonight.." Dash trails off.
"The day I let that idiot ruin one of our events will be the day I grow a full beard." Dash merely smiles in response.
"I think you'd look pretty cute with a beard."
"You think so?"
The two of you walk out into the parking lot. The poor lighting in the area mixed with the pitch black skies reduce visibility considerably. You can hardly see where Dash had parked.
"I can't see a thing, where's your car at?" You ask. Dash breaks off from your side and surveys the lot.
"I think it's over there." Dash points to a car parked on the far side of the lot.
"Yeah, that looks like it, let's go." You say. However, as you take a step forward, a hand slams down on your shoulder, making you noticeably shake. You spin around and see the towering behemoth, Brute Force, looking down at you. The smell of cheap alcohol is almost overpowering, and the poor visibility makes Brute appear even bigger and more menacing than normal. A pit forms in your stomach.
"Can I help you?" You ask, stifling the wave of dread.
"No one makes a fool of me like that." He says in a low, angered voice. You have a bad feeling you know where this is going. Instinctively, you pull Rainbow Dash behind you.
"Oh please, it's hard to make a fool of someone when they do it to themselves so flawlessly." You say. Brute says nothing, but you notice his eye twitch. "Can you please leave Rainbow Dash and I alo-"
Suddenly, a flash of white sends you staggering back into Rainbow Dash. Burning pain erupts from your jaw as you tumble into Dash's embrace.
"Blu! Are you okay?" Dash's voice is filled with concern. Your hand surges up to your left cheek and comes into contact with something warm. You draw your hand back, and see fresh crimson lining your fingertips. Brute Force simply begins laughing uncontrollably.
"What's wrong, little boy? Can't take a punch? Are you gonna cry?" He begins laughing harder.
A mix of unfiltered aggression and rage begins to burn inside you. A pit forms in your stomach as the fresh injury to your face becomes more and more numb.
You stand up to the laughing giant, a silent inferno burns within you.
"Is that all you've got?" You say. Brute stops laughing and stares at you blankly.
Then, it all happens in an instant. So swiftly, but so slowly. Your arm cocks back, and with more force than you thought possible, you swing. Milliseconds before you land the hit, the only thing you see is Brute's confused expression, his eyes seemingly fixed upon your fist. Contact, all goes black.
You're standing over him. Your fingers are lined with his blood, and Brute is screaming on the ground, writhing in pain with two bloody hands covering his now-broken nose. You kneel down to his whimpering form.
"You mess with the medic, you get the needle, bitch." You whisper. Without another word, you take Rainbow Dash's hand and escort her out to her car.
The car ride home is silent. Dash stares blankly ahead, she hasn't said a word to you took a shot a Brute. Not that it matters, you're busy mentally chewing yourself out for your actions.
"You've attacked another human being. You couldn't keep your own emotions in check, and now someone's nose is probably- no, definitely broken. How're you going to react with other patients? Snap their neck because they bled on you?" Your left cheek is pulsating warm pain in time with your heartbeat. If it could talk, you'd swear it would be trying to justify your actions. "And what about Dash? You've just embarrassed her, probably destroyed her reputation at school."
Suddenly, Rainbow Dash pulls over to the side of the road.
"Blu.." She looks down into her lap, you can see her disappointed expression.
"Ugh, Dash, I'm so sorry for what I-"
"Blu, stop apologizing." Dash cuts you off. "You didn't do anything wrong."
"Dash, I just assaulted another person." You look at your hands. Brute's blood clings to your knuckle, a reminder of your involvement. "I probably, no, definitely, shattered his nose! For what? Over some stupid parking lot confrontation?"
Dash grabs your hand, lacing her fingers between yours.
"Blu, you did nothing wrong back there. He attacked you, you were defending yourself. That's not assault, that's protecting yourself."
You look back to Dash. Her facial expression appears solemn.
"Either way, my actions are probably going to get me expelled, maybe even arrested."
"Blu, do you really think Brute is going to tell anyone you kicked his butt?" She grins. "He's far too proud to do that."
"Yeah, I'd guess you're right." You reply. A trickle of blood falls from your cheek onto her hand. "Oh, sorry!" You gasp, covering the wound.
"We need to do something about that cut." Dash says, eyeing your cheek. "It's bleeding pretty bad, come here."
You scoot closer to Dash and she digs through her backpack. Using some tissues and scotch tape, she cleans the blood off your face and makes a crude, yet effective bandage.
"There, how does that feel?" She asks. You look over the bandage in a folding mirror. Despite her limited supplies, she's managed to stop the bleeding.
"Much better, thanks Dash." You trace the edges of the bandage with your fingers.
"Don't pick at it! You of all people should know that, Blu." She scolds.
"Heh, right." You reply. She starts the car and takes you back home. Despite the silence, you can't stop thinking about the events of the night.
After a short trip, Dash pulls up in front of your house.
"Thanks for a pretty awesome night, Dash." You mutter, getting out of the car.
"Hold on, I'll walk you up!" She jumps out of the driver's seat.
"You really don-"
"I'm going to anyway." She forcibly grabs your hand. She drags you up to the porch, stopping just in front of the door. She looks deep into your eyes, her arms wrapped securely around your neck.
"I had a really great time tonight, Blu." Her velvet eyes seem to shimmer at you in the pale light of the porch.
"Dash, I'm really sorr-" Dash puts a finger to your lips.
"Can it, Blu. It was a great night, and I won't hear anything different."
"Fine, I had a great time too." You cede. Rainbow Dash giggles.
"You really are just something else, aren't you?" Before you can say anything, Rainbow Dash closes her eyes and pulls you in for a kiss. You let yourself be taken in by it, and you realize she's just as bad at kissing as you are. After a sloppy minute of passion, the two of you finally separate.
"You really need kissing lessons, Blu." Dash laughs, wiping saliva from her mouth.
"So do you, Dash." You shoot her a grin.
"I'd guess I'll have plenty of time to practice with you by my side, won't I?" She pulls you into one last deep hug. "I've got to go home now. Text me tomorrow, okay?"
"I will. Good night, Dash." You bid her farewell. She waves one last time before she drives off for the night. Your face hurts and your jaw very well could be cracked, but you can't stop grinning.
Tonight was truly a great night.