DEADLIF3

by DeadP0N3

Rating: teen
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Other, Romance, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Sad, Gore
Length: 7140

Welcome to my life. I am a 17 year old stallion whose world is pure misery. I poured all my life into this journal. Would you like to read it?

Come now, sit down. I want you to read something. It is my journal, very personal. I want you to look at it. The bloody pages, dead pony on the cover. Oh what fun! Just don't have too much fun... You may never wake up from the excitement...Do you think I am crazy? Or insane? Well read about my life, then decide.

Published 2013-07-22 03:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-02-05 07:02:52 UTC

Prologue

I was sitting in my room, alone. I was 12 years old at the time. My only friends were with me, my journal and my razor, the razor covered in blood. I sat writing in my journal. Why do they hate me? I try to be nice, and all they do is treat me like crap! It frustrates me! It just...

I slam my hoof down on my table, slamming it into the razor, putting a big sized cut in my hoof. I smile at the pain and went back to writing, my hoof now bleeding all over the table. I smile at the sight of the blood and chuckles a bit. I went back to writing. It hurts. So much pain and suffering. I just wish it would all end. I had to do something about this.

I paced around my room thinking. I came to a conclusion and smiled at the thought. I trotted down the stairs and went into the kitchen. I looked around and smiled at the knife set. I went over, grabbed the sharpest knife, and laughed a bit.

"It all ends now!" I took the knife and put it to my throat, putting a huge cut across my neck. I fell to the ground, gripping my neck, smiling. My world went black.

My vision came back to me. I woke up in a hospital. Gauze pads all around the front of my neck. I looked around, frowning. Why did I wake up? Why didn't I die? I looked around and the room was empty, not surprising. Who saved me? Why did they save me? How did they find me?

A doctor walked in, looking at me smiling.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

I replied, "Alright. How did I get here?"

He replied, "A friend brought you here. He heard you scream and helped you.

When he said "Friend" I muttered, "Yeah Ok..." under my breath. The doctor merely just smiled and left the room.

Someone brought me here? Who? No one likes me? I was simply trying to do ponies a favor. Why hadn't they let me die? Was this a sign? I had to find out who brought me here. I looked around again, nopony. A nurse walked by and peered in.

"Are you doing ok?" she asked.

I replied sarcastically "Just peachy. Is there a pony out in the hallway?"

"Only Doctors. Why?" I sank into my bed,

"Just wondering." She flashed a smile and was gone.

I sighed and pondered. No pony was out there... Did they leave? Did they just drop me off here and abandon me? Left me here... Alone? Another doctor walked in.

"Dead?"

I looked up, "Y-yes that is me."

He sat on the edge of the bed, "Your neck should heal in about 2 weeks. To keep the pain away, take these pain-killers." He handed me pills.

"Sure thing doc." I completely lied to his face. I wanted the pain. That is what brought me here in the first place.

"You have to stay for about 2 days, though." My ears folded. Two days?

The two days were boring. I was hooked up to tubes, wires, and all sorts of machines. All I ate was microwaved food, which I was used to. I couldn't get up from my bed. Even when I had to use the bathroom. They hooked me up to a catheter so I could just "go" whenever. It felt weird. All of it. The doctors being so nice, my neck, everything. Even though doctors kept checking up on me, I felt... Alone.

They released me the next day around nine at night. I walked back to the house, blood still on the kitchen floor, the knife still there. I smiled as pain went through my neck. The pain-killers they gave me were wearing off. I went into my room, everything exactly where it was, the blood on the table now dried. I smiled and sat down at my desk, journal in front of me. I wrote... and wrote... and wrote.

I looked at the clock as it read five in the morning. I had school in two hours. I got no sleep. I usually don't get any sleep anyways. I went downstairs, grabbing a bowl and cereal. I ate two bowls of cereal and got ready. The clock now read seven in the morning. I sighed as I grabbed my backpack, put my razor in my pocket, got my journal, and headed out the door. Another day of being... Alone.

Chapter 1: Growing Up

Twelve years ago I was brought into this world. This… Ungrateful world. When I was born, everything was fine. I had a loving family. I had… A family. A good family. Not the kind that will stab your back and neglect you in your time of need.

Anyways, when I was one year old, I received a scarf. It was a scarf for an adult so I couldn’t wear it. The pony who gave it to me was my uncle, now deceased. I cherished that scarf. Every day I would sleep with it, never let it out of my sight. It was my everything. Well, so were my parents until I turned three.

When I was two, my parents had another foal. That was when the neglect started to happen. They stopped paying attention to me. I was… Alone. I loved my brother. We both got along just great. Little did I know that we would slowly fade apart.

When I was three years old, my family started to deteriorate. Every day they would fight. They would fight, and fight, and fight, until one day, my father decided to leave. He abandoned my mom, brother, and I. At least I knew that my loving mom would never leave me no matter what. I was wrong. Very wrong.

When I turned five, I started school. That is where it all began. The misery. I was teased for my looks. They said I had a weird mane. My tail looked funny. The scarf was stupid. I was stupid. Even though it was preschool, it still had an impact on me.

Throughout grade 4-10 I was bullied more. Called every name they could think of. Gay, stupid, retarded, faggot, douche bag. I cannot repeat the other words. I was pushed, kicked, punched, spit on, thrown into walls, even bucked out of a window. They would break me, mentally and physically. I started cutting myself when I was only nine.

They would always make fun of my name, which was a normal name.

Every day, “Noah is a gay name. Your parents must hate you.”

They would make fun of my name, Noah. We had another Noah in the classroom. He was popular. They didn't mind his name. They thought it was cool. He even made fun of me. Noah would make fun of me because my name was Noah. It made no sense. I hated all the teasing. Now only few ponies know my real name.

When I was in 7th grade, I was pushed out of a school window. We had a two story school. I was running from some colts that were beating me up. I went down a dead end hall with a window at the end. I watched as the colts approached, they finally got to me.

One colt walked up to me. He grabbed me by my scarf and punched me in the face, knocking me to the ground. He pulled me back up and held me. Another colt came up and turned around. I knew what was going to happen. He got ready, and bucked me out of the window, the glass puncturing my skin. I hit the ground like a ragdoll. My body smashing against the concrete. I started to cough up blood. Nopony helped.

I laid there, covered in my own blood, broken in so many places. Somepony walking his dog finally saw me later on and called an ambulance. I doubt he cared though. They got me to the hospital. My mother met me there and stayed by my side. I had three broken ribs, a broken wrist, and a fractured leg. I was hospitalized for a week because of those colts.

When I got out of the hospital, I was met by the colts again. They wanted to help me with my things. Big mistake for me to let them. I later found that they stole all the contents in my backpack. They would ask to hold my tray. Another mistake. I would get my food, pay for it, and get a tray full of food to the face in front of the whole grade. They broke my leg cast and re-broke it, hospitalizing me again for another day.

Those colts made my life a living hell. They tore my life apart. Made me feel worthless. Led me to suicide. I got home and it was empty. My mom had gone out of town and wouldn’t be returning until later that night. I was tired of being bullied.

I would end it all that night. I found a gas can in the back yard. I poured gas all over myself and sat in the living room. Lighter in my hand, I lit a fire. Not a spark would come out of the lighter. It was out of lighter fluid. I got another lighter. Out of lighter fluid.

I sat there, drenched in gasoline as I got an idea. The oven. I walked over to the oven and turned it on. I waited until it was hot and opened the oven. I was right about to climb in when a hoof grabbed my arm, pulling me away. It was my mom. She slapped me across the face and yelled at me. Later that week, she left.

I thought that she would stay by my side. Wrong. I thought that she loved me. Wrong. My family was gone. I was eleven years old, living alone. Abandoned. They even took my brother away from me. The only one I loved. My own brother. They took the only thing that mattered in life to me was ripped away from me.

Once my mom left, I changed my name. I was really into music and into DJ-Pon3 at the time. I was thinking of a name when it hit me… DeadPon3. I wanted to die. This name suited me better. Expressed my feelings better. This new name was… Me. I liked it. I had it legally changed and it stuck for the rest of the time I had been living.

Even though I was alone, except for my scarf, journal, and razor, I felt a bit better about my life. Glad that those Back-Stabbers I called parents were gone for good. Glad that I had a new name that expressed me better. Glad that I was… Alone.

Chapter 2: First Day of School

I walked out the door, ready for another day of torture. I looked around, watching all of the colts and mares walking out of their homes, their parents waving goodbye. Then there was me. Leaving the house that was abandoned.

“Hey!” A known voice called out from behind me.

My ears perked. It was him. I ignored him and kept walking. I then felt a hoof on my shoulder. The hoof twisted me around.

“Hey Nooaah” The tall stallion cooed as his hoof shot across my face, hitting me like a brick wall.

I fell to the ground, my nose starting to bleed.

“What do you want?! Why do you hate me?!” I demanded.

He stroked my chin lightly and smiled. “Puny little Noah, asking all the questions. Tsk Tsk Tsk.” He shook his head as another stallion kicked me in the chest.

I gritted my teeth. “I said to call me Dead” I gasped out.

“They will call you dead after I am done with you.” He whispered into my ear.

He kicked me in the face, then picked me up by my mane and held me.

“Remember this?” He said grinning devilishly as a stallion stood in front of me and turned around.

I knew what he was talking about. The stallion got ready, and then bucked me in the face. My head flung back as the hoof collided with my mouth, knocking a couple of teeth out. They dropped me and chuckled, watching me spit out blood. They then walked off. As they did, the one stallion spit on my face and kicked me in the stomach again.

I laid there, bruised, spitting out blood. Again, nopony helped. I dragged myself up and limped to school. I clenched my teeth that were left as every step sent a pain throughout my body. I hobbled a few blocks and made to the school.

I sighed and trotted in, blood on my face. Another hoof tapped my shoulder.

“Wow I am surprised you actually came. I thought you would be home with your parents. Oh wait. Didn’t they abandon you?” The stallion chuckled.

I sighed and tried to ignore him. He kept by me, nagging me about how my parents left me. I clenched my teeth more, trying to ignore him the best that I could.

I soon found myself punching him in the jaw. He cocked a smile and punched me back, harder. I leaned against the wall and tried to punch him again. He grabbed my hoof and twisted it.

“Feel good?” He said as he kept twisting, and twisting, and twisting until a blood curdling pop sounded through the air. He let go of my now dislocated hoof and smiled. I sat there, holding back tears.

“You gonna cry? You should just run home to your pare- Oh yeah. Never mind.” He chuckled and left me.

I gasped at the pain and got up again, slowly. I slowly hobbled into the bathroom, pulling out my razor. I dug it into my dislocated hoof and cried, blood trickling down my hoof. Why do they hate me? I never did anything wrong. I just want to DIE!

The blood ran down my hoof as a stallion walked in, kicked the stall door open, and grabbed me by the hoof.

“I told you already, I don’t want your blood all over the bathroom! NOW SCRAM!” He yelled in rage and threw me out of the bathroom.

I sighed and frowned, putting my razor away. I trotted to class. Every breath felt like a stab in the chest. I walked in class.

"Oh hello Noah, so nice of you to join us finally." The teacher frowned and pointed to an empty seat in the back.

I rolled my eyes and walked back. As I did, a pony stuck out his hind hoof, tripping me. I fell to the ground as the class laughed. The teacher was even snickering a bit. I got up and took my seat as class began. I opened my journal and started to write. First day of school... Going better than last year... He sighed and kept writing. When he was done, class was almost over.

The bell rang. The ponies started to pack up and walk out. I closed my book and got up. I walked out and looked around. Everpony was staring at my bloody face and giggling. I rolled my eyes and walked away. I was done with school for the day, for the year. I walked to the abandoned house and slammed the door. I frowned and laid on the couch.

"I'm never going back to that hell hole ever again..." I closed my eyes and slept.

I woke up the next day, school close to starting.

"Nope" I shook my head and looked outside, watching the ponies walk.

The stallion who beat me up yesterday peered through the window and chuckled. I heard him through the window.

"C'mon Pussy! You ain't comin'? Pathetic!" He chuckled and kept walking.

I frowned and closed the blinds, the darkness now surrounding me. I sighed and got up. I walked into the kitchen, stepping in the dry blood and chuckled a bit. I looked around and grabbed a pancake box. I plopped some pancakes in the microwave and waited. The microwave beeped and I was starving. I sat down and ate just as there was a knock at my door.

I opened the door and something hit me in the chest, hard. I fell to the ground. I then looked up to see, none other than, the stallion who beat me up. He kicked me.

"C'mon, time for school." He demanded and kicked me again.

That is when I snapped. I kicked his leg, making him collapse to the ground. I climbed over top of him and smiled.

"No, time for hell!" I smiled and grabbed him by the neck.

I lost it. I continually punched him in the face, my hoof getting red and his face getting bloody. I kept punching, each punch doing damage to the stallions face. I smiled while doing it.

"TIME FOR HELL!" I laughed and punched him one more time. His breathing stopped. I killed him...

I looked up and saw many ponies crowding around. I got up, my hooves covered in blood.

"WHAT?! I AM TIRED OF ALL THE CRAP! 'BOUT TIME SOMEPONY PAYS!" I yelled at the crowd as they ran away.

Voices were heard from the crowd, "Noah killed him! He is a monster! Everypony stay away!"

I smiled. I just killed a pony... Why did it feel... Good? Who cares. I had to do something with the body...

I dragged the body to the backyard, poured gasoline on him, heated up the oven, and threw him in. I then sat down, and continued to eat my pancakes.

Chapter 3: New School

Today is my seventeenth birthday. Though I had nopony to celebrate it with, I enjoyed it. The next day I was starting school at a different place. I registered with the name DeadPon3 so I am pretty sure ponies won't be making fun of my name. I woke up around 6:30 am and went downstairs. I pulled out some pancakes, put them in the microwave, waited, took them out, and started to eat them. This time without interruptions.

When I finished the pancakes, I put on my scarf, hiding my scar, put my razor blade into my pocket, and left for school. I had to walk to school, though it was in the other direction. As I walked down, someponies were leaving house for my old school. Some were cowering in fear, some were chuckling a bit , and most didn't expect to see me even out of my house.

I got to the school and looked around. It was different. I looked around as someponies were sitting outside. I didn't know where any class was and I had to ask somepony. I sighed and walked up to a pony, expecting the worse.

"H-Hi," I said softly to the stallion.

He looked at me, "Oh hey."

I was shocked a bit. I thought for sure something was going to happen.

"D-Do you know where History Class is?" I looked at him and said with a hushed voice.

"You can follow me, I am going there right now." He replied.

I smiled a bit "T-Thanks."

We started to walk inside as he asked me, "So may I know your name?"

"Noa- DeadPon3... You?"

"Bob Marley, nice to meet you" He smiled a bit.

"Nice to meet you too." I smiled more as I walked.

They took a left down the hall towards the class. "Sorry about me being so quiet, I am just very shy."

He chuckled a bit, "It is alright my friend"

My eyes widened a bit. Friend? The thought bounced around my head. I smiled a bit more as we walked into the classroom.

"Hey Bob, who is your friend?" A blue stallion stated while waving towards us.

I pulled out my journal and sat at a desk. I wrote: First day of the new school... I have a friend... I smiled when I wrote this.

The blue stallion got up and trotted over to me, "Hey, what's up?"

"Oh, his name is DeadPon3, he is a really good friend." Bob stated as he smiled.

"T-Thanks," I turned to Bob and smiled, then continued to write something down in my journal. Right then, the teacher came and grabbed my book, taking it back to her desk.

"N-No!" I buried my head in my hooves.

The blue stallion got up and went over to the teacher's desk. He grabbed the book and walked back, placing it in front of me. I looked up and smiled a bit.

"T-Thanks." I grabbed it and continued to write.

"What are ya drawing there?" Bob said.

"Me?" I looked at him.

"No Screech, but I guess you too."

"It is my journal." I closed the book to show him the cover.

He smiled and turned over to Screech who was drawing a pony hanging itself, Xs over the eyes. His smile tuned into a frown.

"Why are you drawing that?"

"Why not?" Screech replied.

I kept writing, not paying attention to their conversation as one of them called to me.

"Hey DeadPon3, what is your favorite subject?"

"I like math." I smiled a bit.

"I like math because that is the best subject to sleep in." He chuckled.

Bob and I both chuckled, but I let out a snort when I laughed and covered my mouth, blushing red from embarrassment.

"Dude, did you just snort?" Screech chuckled a bit more as I frowned and blushed more.

The room fell silent as Screech took out a pair of drumsticks and started to play an elaborate techno beat.

The next day I did my usual morning routine and headed back to the school. As I was walking, I saw a cross-eyed mare bump into another mare. I walked past and stopped in front of them.

"Hey, are you alright?" He smiled sheepishly at the mare on the ground.

"It's fine, really." The black coated mare with a purple long mane got up.

"Hey I have never seen you here before, or you." The cross-eyes mare pointed to both of us and smiled.

"I-I'm new." I said in a hushed voice.

"Two new ponies? Oh boy! That means we can be friends right? Oh boy! Oh boy!" The grey cross-haired mare with a blonde mane giggled and jumped up and down.

I looked at her, "Friends?" I smiled as the black mare looked down shyly.

"Yeah. We will be a trio of buddies! It will be fun!" The grey mare giggled.

A smile slowly filled my face. More new friends!

The black mare sat there sheepishly as I approached, "What is your name?"

She looked down and said quietly, "S-Shadow, but you can call me Destiny or Shadow."

I was writing, the group silent. Another has joined. He looked over to me and peeked at my book.

"Hey, watcha writing over there?" He smiled.

"Just thoughts. It is my journal."

He frowned a bit and backed off, "Y-Your thoughts? Sorry, you probably want your privacy kept in there."

"It is ok." I chuckled a bit as he wandered to the grey mare who was excited.

"Do we have the same classes?" He smiled and handed her the schedule. Her smile grew wide.

The grey mare looked at the stallion, "You talk to her, I'm gonna talk with him." She walked towards me and smiled, grabbing my schedule. She then squealed with joy.

"We all have the same classes!" She said as she hugged me.

I blushed at the feeling. My first hug with a mare. It felt good.

The bell rang. First period was starting soon.

"Race ya to first period!" The grey mare trotted off, us following. She got in first, sticking her hooves out, saving 3 seats.

I sat in one right next to the grey mare and smiled, writing down more thoughts. The other two came in and sat behind us.

I was brought to surprise as the grey mare hugged him. "A little kiss for my new pal!" She said as she kissed my cheek.

My whole face turned red. I whispered to myself, "Wow my first kiss."

The mare smiled and giggled, hearing me. "No this will be your first kiss." She turned my head as her lips collided with mine. I was shocked. My whole face was red as I sat there, enjoying it.

She broke the kiss as butterflies flew throughout my stomach. "So, Ditzy..." I sighed and handed her a slip of paper with the words "Will you go out with me" on it. I awaited her response, his face still red.

She stared at the piece of paper and opened her mouth, "Umm..." She frowned.

Chapter 4: The Surprise

My heart sank. I frowned and laid my head in my hooves.

I whispered to myself, "Fuck."

She came close to my ear, "I am sorry, I'm just, err..."

"It is ok." I lied.

I started to draw. I drew two ponies kissing, above said "First hug, first kiss, first turndown." She looked over and frowned. I looked to her, smiled a bit, then crossed out "First Turndown" and put "Another Friend."

She smiled weakly and returned to her business. "H-Hey, after school, would you like to hang at my place?"

I was shocked. "S-Sure"

She smiled. The bell rang, first period was over. I anticipated the end of the day as last period ended. We walked back to her house. She opened the door and frowned a bit.

"I am sorry for turning you down..."

"It is alright, really.."

"Let me make it up to you..." She said as she pushed me against a wall, kissing me deeply.

She chuckled and broke the kiss, "Looks like I am giving you another first today."

The next day, I learned the reason she turned me down. I wasn't really mad or sad though, just a bit shocked. I later found a new crush though.

During school, I noticed the mare as she stood next to me. "O-Oh hey Shadow."

She smiled and blushed a bit and motioned to the desk next to me. "Is it alright if I sit here?"

I nodded my head, smiling and blushed a bit more.

"So whatcha doing?" She looked curiously to me, pulling out a book.

"Just writing down thoughts in my journal." My eyes widened a bit and I covered my mouth, my cheeks turning a crimson red.

"Oh cool. I think journals are cool." She smiled and blushed a bit.

"What are ya reading?" I turned to her and her book.

"I-It is my song book... It is a secret though..." She smiled a bit and blushed.

"Oh."

"Do you wanna read some?" She blushed a bit.

"Sure, do you want to read some of mine?"

She nodded and we exchanged books. I read some pages and so did she.

"Wow... You are good at poet.." I smiled and blushed a bit

"Thanks." She looked through my book and frowned. "Wow..."

I nodded as we handed each other our books back.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" She turned to me.

"Um... I don't know. What do you want to talk about?" I said stupidly to her.

She giggled a bit. "I don't know, that is why I asked you."

I blushed a bit. "So, how was your day?"

"Pretty good actually. How about you?"

"Surprisingly good as well." I blushed. "I also met a cute mare."

She looked down blushing and smiled, "I met a cute friend today..."

My ears perked up and I blushed more, "What is he like?"

"Who ever said it was a he? Though it is. I am looking at him right now." She blushed.

My eyes widened and I smiled, looking down to my book. I wrote: Will you go out with me? I gave it to her, butterflies swarming my stomach. She smiled and her whole face turned red, as did mine. She wrote something. I sneaked a peak at the book. My eyes widened more.

It read: Yes, I would like that a lot. Joy filled me. She gave the book back as I reached for her hoof and held it gently. She smiled.

"Yes!" I whispered to myself, unaware that she heard me. I held her hoof as we got lost in each other's eyes. I smiled and twisted my head a bit and leaned it towards hers. Our snouts met and our lips joined together. I blushed and so did she.

I slowly slid my tongue into her mouth, hoping she wouldn't mind. She didn't. My heart was beating out of my chest. I smiled under the kiss. I was... Happy.

About a week later, I was in school. Shadow was doing something and didn't arrive until later. Waiting for her was painful. Every period, every minute, every second was torture.

First period started. I walked in, no Shadow. I looked out the window and sighed, totally ignoring the teacher as I usually do. I sat through first period. It felt like an eternity. The bell rang.

Second period started. Still no Shadow. Second period took longer than the first. What was taking her so long? I started to worry a bit. The bell rang.

I walked into third period and my eyes widened. There she was. I ran up to her and hugged her. When I did, she winced a bit. I frowned.

"What's wrong?"

She peeked out of her hoody and gave a weak smile. "N-Nothing.."

I frowned and put my hoof around her, causing her to wince again.

"Shadow? What is wrong?"

She sighed and took off her hoody, revealing scars and bruises.

"Shadow! What happened?!"

She fell to the ground. I feared for the worse. "I will go get the nurse..."

"N-No..."

"Shadow... you have to be checked..."

"No..."

"Shadow, please, for me."

She gave in. "Fine."

I left, then came back with the nurse. The nurse picked her up and inspected the bruises.

"What happened?"

"I fell." Shadow lied.

"You do not just get bruises and scratches like this from falling. What happened?"

Shadow looked down. "I was hit... a lot."

She checked the stomach and sighed in relief.

The nurse looked at her. "Good thing there were no hits to the stomach or that could have affected the foal."

My eyes widened. "F-Foal?"

Chapter 5: Starting A Family

Shadow looked at me and frowned. My eyes widened and my ears were perked.

She back up against the wall, "I swear I didn't know about this!" She started crying.

I walked up to her, my heart pounding and most likely so was her. I smiled and she looked confused.

"It is alright, really." I tried to reassure her. I wiped her tears and smiled more.

She smiled as well and took my hoof. We then sat back down, unaware that class was still going on, though it was a free day in class. Some of my friends were in the classroom and looked at me with the "Wait if she is pregnant, that means... You to did it..." look. I rolled my eyes and chuckled a bit.

"Wow you guys just basically met and she is already pregnant?" My one friend said and I gave a dirty look to him.

I didn't even care though. I was happy, she was happy, we were going to have a foal. Nothing around me really mattered now except her and the foal. I was a bit scared though, and I bet so was she. We had to prepare.

Later that day, we were walking down the beach after eating dinner. I was smiling while holding her hoof as the water crashed on the shore. High tide was coming in soon and she wanted to show me a cave. This cave was special to her. We went inside.

"Now if we stay in here for a bit more, high tide will come in and we will be stuck in here for about six hours." She looked at me and said.

"Alright with me." I smiled.

We ended up staying in that cave. Once high tide came in, we were stuck in there.

I smiled and got closer to her. "So, pregnant huh? Well I guess we should celebrate..." I said as I took her hoof and started to kiss down her neck.

About 3 hours passed and we were bored still. I came up with the idea of asking each other questions. That was a mistake. Though, we came up with a conclusion.

She needed someplace to stay so I offered her a place at my house. She agreed, but wanted her brother and sister come along too. I agreed.

I also now have Screech living in my house as well.

After high tide, we went to go get her sister and brother. We walked up to the temporary house they were staying in and knocked on the door. A colt and a filly walked out and smiled.

"This is Star and Mista." She smiled at the two. "And guess what guys... I'm pregnant."

Star looked at her. "For real?"

Shadow nodded as Mista looked at me. "Is he the father?"

I blushed a bit and smiled. "Yes I am."

The little filly ran up to me and hugged me, doing the little squeal giggle.

"Hey Mista, I have a pony that I want you to meet. You should make him very happy." Shadow smiled.

Shadow turned to me and frowned a bit. "What will he say about the bruise on Mista's cheek and when Star takes off his hood..."

"He shouldn't mind. I mean he didn't mind when you took off your hoodie..."

She nodded. "We should go back now."

"Ok." I led the three back to my house and opened the door. To our surprise, Screech was dancing to music, obviously drunk.

"H-Hey there!" He smiled and kept dancing.

I looked at the two. "Yeah don't mind him." I chuckled.

Mista hid behind Shadow and Star sat on the couch.

"Hey there little one, would you like to see a trick?" Screech looked at Mista as she came closer.

Screech held her hoof and his horn glowed. Cotton candy appeared in Mista's hoof and she giggled. Their fun was just beginning.

"What is your name little one?"

"Mista." She giggled and poked his nose giggling.

I sat next to Shadow and she smiled. "Told ya she would make him happy."

I nodded and smiled. "Yeah. I think this is going out work out just fine."

"Well I'm gonna go lay down." Shadow looked at me and started to get up.

"Mind if I join ya?" I asked, blushing a bit.

"Nope I don't mind." She smiled as I followed her into the room.

"Screech, just keep entertaining the two..." I walked into the room and smiled.

We kissed as I started to rub a hoof on her chest, then her stomach, then lower.

After that, we walked out and saw Screech and Mista were sleeping and Star was the only one awake. We sat next to him.

"You have school tomorrow Star. Wanna go to bed?" Shadow said.

The colt stood up. "I guess."

We led him to the bed and said our goodnights, then me and Shadow returned to our room.

"We also have school tomorrow so we better sleep." She said getting into bed.

I got into bed as well. "Goodnight." I smiled and kissed her.

I woke up the next morning, Shadow still in my hold. "Shadow..." I said in a quiet voice.

She opened her eyes and smiled.

"We better get up... We have school in an hour and a half. I have stuff downstairs for breakfast."

"Ok." We walked downstairs and I looked at what we had. Of course, I knew what I was going to have.

"Pancakes ok?" I asked Shadow as Screech and Mista came downstairs, along with Star.

She nodded her head and smiled as I put a lot of pancakes in the microwave

The microwave beeped and he smiled, getting them out and getting out 5 plates as well.

We started eating. When I bit into the pancake, I looked at the oven and cringed a bit, remembering 7th grade. I shrugged it off and kept eating.

I smiled.

Later in the year, we were in my room and the foal was kicking hard. We decided to have it in the house.

"When do you think it will come?"

"Maybe tomorrow or the next day..."

"Ok." I smiled and went into the bathroom.

My ears perked when I heard a spilling noise and I rushed out.

"My water broke..."

Chapter 6: Returning

Wow. It sure has been a while. Uh, where should I start. I'm 23 now, almost 24. I sure have missed the blood soaked pages. Heh. I think the last time I wrote in this... Was... Ah! When the baby was about to be born!

Well long story short, she gave birth to a girl, we named her Grace, I proposed to Shadow, she dumped me, she wanted the foal, she started going out with another one of her friends. Yada yada yada.

Then after that, I actually find myself hanging with her brother more. We were sitting in a field together, just hanging.

Charm, her brother, smiled. "So, you and my sister broke up huh?"

Kinda confused about why he smiled, I nodded, not really saying anything.

He smiled a bit more. "Have you ever thought... Maybe you were... Bisexual?"

Bisexual? Where did this come from? I simply shrugged.

"I'm not sure. I've never done anything with a stallion before."

He nodded, "Same here."

There was a somewhat awkward silence after that. After a while, he turned to me.

"Well... D-Do you wanna... Try... Something?"

I blushed, looking to him, to see him blushing as well. I thought about it. What could go wrong, you know? I shrugged.

"Sure..."

We turned to each other, his eyes staring into mine. He put his hoof on my cheek, moving his head closer. My cheeks were a bit dark red now, radiating small heat from them.

His lips pressed against mine. Instant butterflies in my stomach. I couldn't hold back.

My lips pressed against his. His eyes softly focused on mine, mine doing the same. Both of our blushes went dark red. He released the kiss, but honestly I didn't want him to. Not yet.

He smiled. "D-Did you like that?"

"Y-Yeah... D... Did you?"

"Y-Yeah..."

Another awkward silence. I was the one to break it this time.

"H-Hey Charm?"

He looked at me. "Hm?"

"W-Will you... Maybe wanna... Go... On a date?" I blushed.

He looked at me with an unreadable face. He then slowly smiled.

"Yes."

My heart skipped a beat. I was so glad. It was kind of weird though. Being dumped by somepony, then going out with their brother. Eh, serves her right I guess.

He got up. "Well, I have to go." He took my hoof in his and pulled out a pen, writing a number on my hoof.

And that is how I met Midnight Charm, which we dated for a while. Either I asked him to marry me or the other way around but it happened. Not many ponies showed to the wedding, but hey, my fiance and I were being bonded for life. I guess.

While we were dating, I was attacked by a stallion, ended up putting a curse on me, wiping my vision completely. I went about a month of being blind, until Charm fixed the curse for me.

We had custody of Grace, my foal, for a while, then had to give her back, due to me going completely insane, images from the past haunting me. I ended up having to burn my old house, which sucked.

Then, everything went back to normal until I had to leave for almost 2 weeks. I came back and no pony was there. I looked around, asked. No pony saw Midnight Charm. He left. Without even saying anything. My heart was shattered.

About a week later I learned that my parents died in a car crash. No big shock there...

I found a place at an inn, where a good friend worked. He was married to a really close friend, so we were pretty close too. Until one day he tried to murder her in a bazaar event and I never forgave him again. I moved out of the inn.

I started to live on the street. I couldn't stay in Charm's house anymore. I slept on benches, on the grass, in trees.

Then one night, as I was walking out of a bar, a stallion grabbed me, pulling me into an alley. He brutally attacked me, taking everything, and every bit, I had on me. To leave his mark, he poured gasoline on my mane, soaking it. I heard a spark, than a flame emitted from a lighter. I woke up the next morning, sore as ever, and my mane, gone.

Winter started, and along with a new season, came new relationships. I was never really in a relationship, just minor crushes. I busted my flank for this one stallion and in return he treated me like dirt. Usual response.

One day as I was sitting on a bench, drinking hot chocolate, a mare walked past. I asked her if she would like some, and reluctantly she said yes. We enjoyed hot chocolate together, got to know each other. I learned that her name was Spirit Weaver.

She noticed my saddle bags, which had a pillow and blanket. She asked me where I was living, to which I replied, the bench. She then offered me a room in her house, which I thought was the sweetest thing. I kindly accepted.

I moved in that day and have been staying there ever since. We've been talking a lot and she seems pretty nice.

Lately, I have been strolling near some orphanages. On the way there, I saw a young griffon playing by herself. I offered to join in, which she smiled and nodded. We sword-faught, and she won. I may or may not have let her win. We had a lot of fun.

I wounded up asking her where her parents were. Turns out that her mother was dead and her father abandoned her. I felt sorry, and brought up the nerve to ask her if she wanted to be adopted. She reluctantly said yes.

I was now a father.