Sweetie Belle's new life

It was late at night in a small town known as Ponyville, all was quiet. There were no ponies in the streets, no animal life, not even the bars were open. In the small town, the lights to every home were off, every home except one. By a small lake on the outskirts of Ponyville lived a small family. The family was like other families, they ate supper together, they sat by the fire when it got chilly and they would go out together for grocery shopping. There was one thing that they had to go through that nopony else in town knew about.

The father of this small family was abusive.

“Please calm down, Magnum.” Inside of the two story lake-side house were two ponies, a mare and stallion.

“Oh so I have to do what you say now!? Fuck you!” The stallion said, throwing a vase at the poor mare named Pearl. Pearl was a pink unicorn mare who loved her husband very much, she always had her doubts and was scared of him when he got angry, but she knew it was all just stress from having to support their family. She always wore clothes on for she loved fashion, but her socks were a different story. When Sweetie belle was only seven years old, she had found out what her husband was doing to Sweetie Belle one night when he left the door unlocked. When she threatened to call the guard he became enraged, and threw a few glass cups and plates on the floor. Soon after he picked up a broken shard of glass and grabbed her, he told her that if she ever told anypony what she saw that he would cut off her cutie marks and feed them to her daughter. Completely terrified her mother agreed and stayed quiet but he wasn’t done, he took the shard and cut a mark square through her cutie mark, a blue dress that sparkled showing her talent of dressmaking. She never thought of speaking to anypony after the pain she had felt and stayed quiet to the day.

His name was Magnum, and his cutie mark was three footballs lined up like a triangle. Magnum had never been a violent pony in the past but ever since their second daughter, a small unicorn filly with curly hair and no cutie mark named Sweetie Belle, had been born he started to become distant to his wife. The weeks after Sweetie Belle’s sixth birthday he had gotten worse. He started beating Sweetie Belle for no apparent reason.  Soon magnum was ignoring and abusing her verbally, physically, and sexually. Magnum soon stopped caring about what possible things that could happen to him. Then after a few more weeks he decided to take his wife on vacation and, not wanting to raise any suspicions, left Sweetie Belle with her sister Rarity the unicorn, a prissy white unicorn, with three gems as a cutie mark. She was also a fashionista who often dreamed of living and selling her dresses in Canterlot for the most renown ponies of Equestria. Her mane and tail were both a dark shade of purple that curled up, covering one side of her face. Rarity was Magnum and Pearl’s first daughter. They were extremely proud of her, loved her, and cherished her very much. Magnum never thought of doing anything to hurt her, for she was his pride and joy.

“Mmmm just a little more blue Fancy Pants,” She mumbled in her sleep as smoke started filling the room, “Mmmm and the smell of smoke.” She said to herself, not realizing what she had said until a few seconds later, “Mmm yes I-WAIT SMOKE!?” She yelled, leaping out of bed and galloping down stairs as fast as she possibly could, falling down at the top step from her speed.

“Rarity!” Sweetie Belle yelled from inside the kitchen “Grr you ruined the surprise! I was gonna serve you breakfast in bed!” Sweetie exclaimed stopping her hoof on the ground for good measure. Rarity sighed from the stress.

She started marching over to Sweetie Belle with a look that could beat fluttershy’s stare. She was about to let loose on Sweetie Belle before her father interrupted.

“Well good morning, Rarity.” He said in the cheery tone he always used whenever he went out.

“Father, Mother?”

“I’ll have you know that Sweetie Belle here cooked this yummy looking breakfast here all on her own,” He said putting emphasis around the word yummy, “So don't eat it.” He mumbled under his breath.

“Uhhh figured,” Rarity said, sniffing one of the cups on the table that had smoke arising from it, “I didn’t know you could burn juice.”

“I’ve been giving her lessons. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s got a cutie mark in fancy cooking by the time we come back from our vacation.” Her mother said with a smile on her face. She knew it was fake and so did Sweetie Belle.

They both learned to smile when they were around guests or others inside the family, or else HE would do something to make it come back. Rarity was uncertain if the smiles were real but she kept it to herself.

“Vacation? Is that this week!? As in starting this very instant this week!?” Rarity asked worriedly, “Uhh let me guess, applesauce?” Rarity asked again as Sweetie Belle brought a bowl of burnt muck to the table.

“Nope, toast.” Sweetie Belle squeaked. “We’re gonna have the bestest time two sisters could ever have. I’m gonna go grab my stuff from dad’s wagon.” Sweetie said, trotting off to her father's wagon.

“So, now when you say a week. Is that uhh, hmm, seven whole days?” Rarity asked, very nervous.

“And six nights. I know, such a short time to spend with your little sis.” Pearl said putting her right forearm on the table and waving her hoof around.

“You gonna eat that?” Magnum asked, pointing to a plates of burnt peaches that could pass as fake moustaches.

“But I’ve got such a long todo list. Oh well, I suppose. 'Spend time with your sister' will just have to be added to the list.” Rarity said, pushing the plate of burnt moustache-like peaches to her father and turning her attention to a loud crash that came from the doorway.

“Just a few necessities.” Sweetie Belle said closing her eyes and giving a fake smile that could pass for a real one as a few bags and suitcases fell from their precarious spots on the pile.

Rarity just smiled nervously, looking back at her parents as they walked outside to a cab that was waiting for them. The four said their goodbyes, Magnum shooting Sweetie Belle a hidden glare, Sweetie knew by now that, that glare meant for her to stay quiet. Sweetie was fighting an internal battle: she could tell somepony about what her father does and possibly suffer the consequences, or keep quiet and let what was happening to her keep happening to her. There was one thing that she knew for sure though… it’s going to be a long week.

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The days went by too fast for Sweetie Belle and she knew that the monster she called father was due to return home today, which made her scared. She didn’t know what to expect, it was her father's first vacation alone with her mother and if it went well then she might not have to be scared for what her dad might do to her at night. Sweetie was waiting with her sister, a fake smile on her face as she hugged Rarity.

“I hope Dad’s relaxed for once.” Sweetie murmured under her breath.

“What was that Sweetie belle?”

“Nothing ,Rarity, just hoping they enjoyed their week alone together.” Sweetie lied as the carriage pulled in front of the house, Magnum and Pearl coming out both with smiles on their faces.

“There’s my little filly.” Magnum said with a smile on his face and his arms extended for a hug. Sweetie could tell that there was a hidden meaning to her Dad’s words but she wouldn’t dare say anything, instead she just went up to him and hugged him.

Magnum put Sweetie Belle to the side before going and hugging Rarity. “Thanks for taking care of Sweetie Belle this past week.” He said walking away with Pearl before Rarity could voice a response.

The three ponies got into the carriage and started heading down the road to their home.As the carriage was pulled to the house not a word was said, they all stayed quiet, Sweetie was thinking and hoping that there vacation had gone well. Magnum was thinking of the terrible vacation they just had and Pearl was thinking of the horrid things that were to come for poor Sweetie Belle. She couldn’t help but re-live the seven days.

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The carriage slowly started leaving Ponyville as the two ponies stared at each other, Magnum was smiling while Pearl was looking away.

“What’s wrong honey?” Magnum asked looking genuinely concerned for the first time in years.

“N-nothing, dear.” Pearl said giving an extremely fake smile.

“You know I don’t like it when you lie to me.” Magnum said his smile fading and a glare taking its place.

“I’m sorry dear, I’m just, I’m worried about Sweetie Belle. What’s she gonna grow up to be, living like this? I’m just I don’t want her to grow up feeling that the world hates her.”

“So you’re still thinking about that little whore, even on our vacation. How about you just forget about the little bitch and enjoy yourself for once.” He said completely vexed.

“But she’s my daughter and... and I want you to stop doing what you’re doing!” Pearl Shouted out of a surge courageousness as the carriage pulled through the streets of Fillydelphia.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about dear, I’m not doing anything to her. Let’s just enjoy our vacation, in fact ,driver, can you stop the carriage in fillydelphia?”

“Uhh, yes, sir” The brown earth pony with a carriage cutie mark said, in a rough, scratchy voice.

“Thank you, and I’m sure you’ll be happy to know that you’ll get an extra twenty five bits to keep our personal life personal. Correct?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m sure you will, now we have an hour before we arrive, let’s just relax for a little bit. What do you say, Pearl?”

“Umm, sure, honey.” Pearl slowly and hesitantly leaned into Magnums awaiting arms.

“Just wait until we get to Fillydelphia, honey[i/].” Magnum whispered in Pearl’s ear. That’s when Pearl felt the actuality behind his action as his grip constricted around her throat, and soon she started falling unconscious from the lack of Oxygen.

When Pearl woke up again, she felt terrible. She had a ball gag in her mouth and she felt like something had been done to her that she never wanted to do, then it hit her. Like a pile of bricks crashing down from the heavens, it hit her, what her husband did. She couldn't believe it but she had to, he had done it before, but never like this, never in the one spot she always pleaded him not to. The one spot where she did her business, where she thought he would be at least considerate enough to avoid, but he didnt. What made matters worse was that her fetlocks were tied to the bed posts, so she had no way out of her situation. He had her, he could do whatever he wanted to her, and she couldn't do anything even if she wanted to do something, she had no say in the matter, unlike before when she could at least plead him to go down another route.

“Well, well, well... my little slut is awake.”

“Magnum please l-let me go.” Pearlie cried. She knew it was hopeless but she had hope that it would work.

“Oh, you don’t like being my little slut. Guess the little whore is going to have to take your place.”

“No, wait...! I’ll do it,” Pearlie sighed one last sigh before muttering her final thoughts for the week, “This is going to be a long vacation.”