Heartless
By; brony laughsatme

Chapter 1: School Sucks

A ray of light entered my room accompanied by the creaking of my door hinges. “Wake up sis, it’s time to go to school,” a tall skinny stallion said.

“I’m already up…” I said, climbing out of bed. I got to my hooves and sighed. ’looks like another sleepless night,’ I thought to myself. I didn’t bother brushing my mane.

I walked over to my door and walked out. Strolling slowly across the hall into the bathroom. I took a good look at myself in the mirror.

As always, I was pasty white with a pure black mane and tail. I stormed in my room yesterday and didn’t come out for dinner. The black eye I had would have been a bit suspicious to my brother. After examining myself and concluding that I was still ugly and in no way good for my coltfriend. I walked out of the white tiled room and through the fluffy carpeted hallway and into my dark room.

I sighed, grabbing my dark grey hoodie and slipping it over my head. I walked over to my dresser and pulled my favorite pair of socks on. They were striped blue and black, my two favorite colors. Most ponies don’t wear clothes, they always walk around naked. I knew that I was too ugly and fat to do that though.

I trotted to my door, opening it a bit to peer out in both directions. ’I better go before he sees me,’ I thought to myself, walking the rest of the way out of my room. I stared down the hallway. It had white walls and a fluffy white carpet running along it. Said carpet stopped abruptly at the end and a hardwood floor took its place. I walked down the carpeted floor and came to the kitchen. My brother’s stupid fillyfriend was cooking pancakes.

“Oh hello, Ember. Want some pancakes before school?” She asked me.

“Um… no, thanks though,” I finally answered.

“Oh my goodness! What happened to your eye?!” She yelled and pointed.

I gasped quickly covering it up with my hooves. My brother walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. I pulled my hood over my head and acted natural. But, as always, Roseluck had to be persistent. “Honey, look at her eye!” She cried out. “It was that colt again wasn’t it?”

My brother lifted my head up while my soon to be sister in law was going absolutely insane in the background. He examined my eye for a second and then went back in the living room. He came back with a wooden baseball bat in his mouth. “I’ll be back,” he said, somehow clearly despite a bat in his maw.

As he went to walk to the door I jumped in front of him, “No you can’t!” I cried out.

He spit the bat out. “And why can’t I?” He asked me in a very sarcastic tone.

I thought for a second. “Be…because he didn’t do it, Thunderlane said he’d never hit me again and he meant it,” I lied. I lied because I love that stallion, even if he gets mad I still love him.

“Then how did it happen?” He asked, twirling the bat in his hooves. I had no answer for this one. My brother’s ears were met only with complete silence. “Mhmm I thought so, don’t worry sis. Your brother will make sure it doesn’t happen again.” My brother walked past me.

“Strong Shield wait I-“ I was cut off by him turning and glaring at me. I hung my head. I knew there was nothing I could do. My brother was in the royal guard, so I knew once he wanted to beat somepony up he could very well do that without me stopping him.

“Oh, and you’re staying home from school. End of discussion.”

“I can’t wait till I get my own place! I hate it here!” I screamed, running to my room and slamming my door. ’Thunderlane will be mad at me for Strong getting into it,’ I thought wiping a tear away.

I didn’t bother taking the hoodie or socks off when I plopped into bed. How I hated my life, my over protective brother, his big mouthed fillyfriend. Sometimes I just wanted it all to end.

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I was home alone, I must have fallen asleep, because it had to be close to noon now and I was hungry. I got out of my bed and opened my door. My brother was at work by now and Roseluck was probably at work at her flower shop, so there was no reason why I couldn’t eat. I don’t know why, but I always feel self-conscious about myself when I do eat. Like everyone is staring at me. I felt fat. Like I was annoying ponies by being near them when I ate, so I ate alone.

There was leftover pancakes in the fridge. I grabbed them, bringing them over to the microwave. I popped open the door and places the plate in the microwave. In about two minutes they would be done. I smiled, going to my room to play some music. Loud music.

I was home alone and everyone was at work. So there was nopony to yell at me for playing it too loud. I was at my radio, and I popped in the CD. It wasn’t a real album, just a bunch of songs I burned off of my computer. The music started blaring out and I could barely hear anything. This was how I liked it, nice and loud.

I started to sing along, swaying my hips back in forth and bobbing my head to the beat.

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I sat in my brother’s chair, happily eating pancakes and listening to music. I was just about to take another bite when like a flash of lightning I was thrown to the ground. Pancakes and syrup went everywhere. I got up and looked toward my assailant.

He was a dark grey pegasus pony. It was my coltfriend, Thunderlane.

Author's Note

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