She was going to kill herself today. It was her only option. The only way to escape the pain. She couldn't hang herself that would be weird. A Pegasi hanging herself. She laughed at the thought. She couldn't poison herself, that would hurt. But maybe she wanted it to hurt. She filled her blue water bottle with tequila. It was a new trick she could drink in public and no pony would notice. She drank around her friends whenever she went over she even drank in class. She only smoked at home. When she could stew on the smell. It hurt her lungs, she knew this but she loved the relaxing feeling it brought her. As she was putting the bottle in her bag she saw the glass. It really was beautiful. Long and clear, sharp to the point. She knew how it was going down. She was going to cut herself to death. It was perfect. Just perfect. Thinking of the scarlet blood made her giddy. Where would she do it? So everypony could see? Nopony knew where she lived. Nopony dare ask. School. It was perfect at lunch she would do it. She would sleep till then. She needed it.

She placed the glass on the wrist of her hoof. It was too easy. She was in the middle of the bathroom, nopony around. It was perfect. She wanted help and this was the only thing that would do it. But before the glass made contact with her wrist, blood dripped from her vagina, it wasn't her period. She feel to the ground feeling the sticky blood pool around her. Her vision was fuzzy as she saw Sweetie Belle walk in and scream. Everything went black.

"Hello Scootaloo," the voice said in the darkness. She couldn't see her but she knew who it was. Princess Luna.
"Princess Luna why are you here?" She asked feeling relived from all the pain.
"I have come here to give you hope, talk to her my little pony. She will listen." Luna disappeared and a white light flashed blinked bring Scootaloo back to the real world. She was in a hospital bed. Tied down with restraints. Her face had a oxygen mask strapped onto it. She looked around the room. Trying to see something other than white. Then she saw it, the rainbow mane she was all to familiar with.

"Hey squirt," she said with a worried smile on Her face, Scootaloo tried to move her hoof to touch her sister, but she couldn't. "I'm so sorry you were driven to do such horrible things, I wish you would have told me. I love you little sis, I would never hurt you." Scootaloo's eyes welded up with tears.
"I...love...you...t-too," she replied as best she could. Rainbow Dash's gaze lifted up and Scootaloo saw something she never would have expected. A tear rolled of her cheek and onto Scootaloo's face. Maybe this was the answer.

Scootaloo had a problem with the baby she don't know she was carrying. Well the two babies to be exact. They were hurt because of all the drinking she has been doing. She is two months along. The babies are Mr. Caramels. She didn't know why but that made her happy, just knowing that her father didn't give her her first foal, it was a beautiful feeling. She was living with Rainbow Dash now. Her cloud house was amazing. It was white with the faintest bit of blue. Everything was made of clouds. The couch, beds, counters and bookshelves. The other objects such as books, silverware, blankets and other normal house hold things were made of your everyday plain Jane materials. Her room was amazing. She had her prized photo, a signed autograph of Rainbow Dash, before they even knew each other personally. She had her quilt, now washed and fixed thanks to the always sweet Fluttershy. Her favorite book 'Cell' by the notorious Stephen King. And other things she has forgotten over the years. Her room was too big and it had everything she would ever need, other than two cribs. Everything she owned took up about half of the room. Plus the cribs and other baby things. The room was pretty much perfect.

Rainbow Dash had her heart set on keeping them, even if "He forced those kids into you," as Apple Jack put it when they talked about it.
"Keeping them is a bad choice Dash," Said Twilight sending a letter to Celestia about the situation.
"Dashie is right! We should keep them! They would be cute but maybe we should ask Helphappy about it! She knows all sees all! An-" Pinkie was cut off by the amazing Helphappy who wanted the story to not go full on deadpool.
"Darling, should we ask Scootaloo?" Rarity said looking at the young spaced out mare. Rainbow Dash looked at her sister. She was staring at her stomach. She didn't explain that one of them my not be right. It may die, the booze was just too much for it. She needed to believe in her foals she needed to love them. Who else will? Her father hated her, her mother died in child birth. Her grandmother died when she was young. She needed to raise them. Or else they might end up in the same situation as her.
"Let her decide." Fluttershy said in a whisper. Dash nodded. It was up to Sccotloo. It was her life, not Dashes.

The next three months went by in a blur of motion. Wake up eat, sleep, talk with Dash and sleep. She quit school. Her grades were amazing but he just couldn't face those foals. She hates being riddled with "It's okay," or "I'm so sorry." They don't mean it they don't even know her. The only ponies she talks to are the mane six and her former friends who don't want to talk to her at all. Her stomach exploded, it's so big she can balance a beer on it. Not that she can drink it, she wants her foals to be healthy and safe. She doesn't want them to face the same obstacles she did, it haunts her every single night she would wake up in a wet bed. All because of her upbringing. Those two semesters were total hell.
"It's not your fault, it's just a bad dream it's all over now. You can come sleep in my bed tonight," Dash was always nice, never mean or rude. Whenever Scootaloo slept with her she felt safe, her and her foals will always be with Dash. No matter what.
"Thank you sis," she would always reply rubbing her eyes. It was unbelievably adorable, but Dash never told her that. She hated being sappy. Some nights Scootaloo would wake up and cry uncontrollably, yelling and screaming.
"Dash it hurts! Fix it! It hurts help me!"
"Scoots! It's okay nothing is there nothing is hurting you." She would reply stroking the young mares purple mane. It crushes her soul to see her little sister like this.
"Dash, Dash it hurts," She would whisper through clenched teeth. Dash knows what she is talking about. The pain was all mental, it didn't hurt her physically anymore but she can never sleep without an episode.

"Look Dash, I know it's hard to see her like this but the stress is hurting the foals. We need to get an ultra sound. I know she might not keep them and you don't want her attached but we need to do this," Twilight said getting the spell ready. It would bring up a picture of what's inside Scootaloo, the gender and due date will pop up as well. This will be fun. Even though Twilight was a responsible princess, who cared ever so deeply for Scootaloo, she still wanted to try out this spell.
"I'm going to let her Dash," she said quietly. Twilight looked up from her book to see a crappy looking Scootaloo. She had big bags under her eyes, scars and ruffled wings, a swollen stomach, she looked like utter shit. She felt like utter shit, and just the fact that they thought she couldn't hear them made her feel worse. She is keeping them. She is already attached.

"Okay, it's not going to hurt." She said when Scootaloo laid down on Twilights bed. The room looked like any other room, other than the fact that the walls were filled with bookshelves. Books of all sorts were there, big ones small ones, pink and blue as well. It was the total egg head room, everything was just so brown and bland. The bed sheets were blue, that was a start. Twilights horn started to glow a magenta like color. Her stomach felt ticklish as she saw the picture pop up in front of her. There were two foals, one was a earth pony an the other a pegasus. They were so big, not nearly big enough but big. She wondered how they fit inside her. She saw their muzzles touch ever so slightly as they moved around a little bit. She loved them. Even if they were forced into her, she just loved them.
"It seems that everything is okay, heart rate is normal..." Twilight trailed off mumbling nonsense. "Scootaloo! You half to start sleeping better and eating more! Those two need more nutrients." she announced after Scootaloo and Dash were just heading off.
"What gender?" Dash asked wanting to get the shopping done.
"One colt and one filly," She answered giddily. Scootaloo smiled, a genuine smile something she hasn't done in forever. It felt great.

"Dash we need to talk," Scootaloo said sitting at the table with a letter. It had the Wonder Bolts crest on it. Dash knew this was coming, she tried to hide it but Scootaloo has been home all the time, barely leaving. She slept in Dash's room almost every night she was bound to find it eventually.
"Scoots," she started trying to muster up a good exude for not joining. That was a letter of acceptance. Scootaloo just sat there blank faced as she read the contents of the letter for Dash, The disappointment in her violet eyes as she read it hurt Dash more than anything.

Dear Rainbow Dash, it has come to my attention that you are one of the best fliers on all of Equestria, as you probably know Violet Sunset is going on maternity leave, we are going to need another pony to fill on and I just know you can do the part. If you can please us enough you may jut become a new member. With care, Spit Fire

"Why in buck did you not go! That was your big shot! Your dream and your wasting it all on me! Why? I'm useless! I'm brining two foals into your household, I'm going you another responsibility! If I don't already feel like such a burden I will after they push their little heads out!" She yelled throwing the letter to the ground. Dash flinched she had never seen Scootaloo so angry. She wanted to say why she didn't accept the offer. She wanted to tell her sister she isn't a burden. But when she tried to speak she couldn't, her throat felt dry. Scootaloo was now crying in a orange pile of fur and rage.
"Why!" She yelled over and over again punching the cloud ground, I it was any other material she would have hurt herself badly.
"Scootaloo. I didn't take the job because you need me more than they do. I need you more than anypony else and if I was away for a while everything would fall apart for you and for me. I'm sorry that I didn't follow my dream, but I have a new one." She replied grabbing Scootaloo's hoofs and hugging her. "My new dream is to take care of you and your foals. Auntie Dash sound a pretty fancy hey?" She said pulling Scootaloo's chin up to look her in the eyes. Scootaloo smiled a little,
"I'm sorry," she whispered. She was forgiven. Who couldn't forgive her? She was just a filly.

Author's Note

I know this chapter was on the sweeter side but Scootaloo needs it. Man she overcame lots of bad things only to have such horrible news! She just deserved a break and that's what this chapter is.