Chapter 1: "Deep breaths, you're gone now..."
I looked out the window of the moving train, over past the mountains and out to the castle city of Canterlot itself.
After everything...after all of the pain, I closed my eyes and put a hoof to my face to prevent the liquid pain from flowing down my face, as to not create a scene on the train. I was successful in preventing the tears from flowing but not in averting attention.
I looked up to find concerned and worried looks on the patrons' faces. I gave a fake smile and waved them off, "I got something in my eye..." I trailed off. I believe that should keep them off my back for now, I thought to myself, looking back out the window, Canterlot now no longer visible. Deep breaths, you're gone now... I dropped the fake smile and complied with my thoughts as I gave a few uncertain and shaky breaths.
After everything, I just couldn't take it anymore. The things my family said to me, my mother...I was practically disowned by them, no one, not even my sister, was on my side. I had nopony to turn to then and even now I don't.
I was abandoned...
"Hey! You okay?" I looked over my shoulder to see the source of a stern voice; a rainbow maned pegasus looked at me intently. I stared, probably longer than I should've, bewildered at her gaze; almost minusculed under her stare.
When I finally decided words would be the appropriate norm, I cleared my throat and positioned my body to face her, "Nah, like I said, I just got something in my eye." I motioned a hoof to my left eye; I hoped that would be enough for the mare and she would just leave me be but I obviously didn't give her the credit she deserved.
She rolled her eyes disbelievingly and punched me on the shoulder, "You're not fine! What's the matter?" She pushed, obviously wanting to know more.
I turned away from her, "N-nothing..." Crap, I frickin' stuttered
"Oh yeah, sure you are!" She said sarcastically, "Come on guy! Tell me, I hear to listen." She put a hoof on my shoulder.
I looked over to her, tears now rushing freely down my face. She recoiled from me and brought her hoof back off my shoulder but quickly went against instinct; she put her hoof back where it was and put on a genuine, concerned face, "Dude, you're not okay..." She said flatly, "Come on, tell me what's wrong" I sighed heavily and wiped away my tears, realizing how ridiculous I must have looked.
When the tears finally faded on the carpet floor of the train,