Asta El Dinero Nos Separa (Until Money Seperates Us)

by GatoYBeans

Rating: everyone
Tags: Tragedy, Dark, Sad, Romance
Length: 664

One cannot live on love alone as love needs to prosper between both lovers and thier desires however it is not always assured between Dragon and Pony.

Spike has finally achieved the girl of his dreams however just like money love comes at a price as we will read how that love was forged and how it had ended tragically.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-12-23 21:57:46 UTC

Epilogue

Somebody told me

for everything she wants is everything she sees

I guess I must have loved you

because I said you were the perfect girl for me – baby?...

With inadequate reaction Spike moves his clean shot glass amongst the other endless piles of Scotch that had collectively grew as the night progressed. With no emotion he quietly sat at the bar as with conflicting thoughts circling against his better judgment. He grew old and was tired with being sad as he decided to drink himself until his body can rot as he could bear no more fruits of joyfulness. It has been over 8 months after that night she had left him, he just could not keep bottling his feelings and with no hope in sight he began to slowly erase what little life he had started as he was now homeless drinking this shit that he vowed to never drink. Then a sudden wave of guilt washed over spike as he cried as he can still remember what Twilight once told him.

“Greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return, never lose sight in those you love and remember those that love you back”

With great wrath he jerked forward his right arm as the mountain of brimming glasses smashed against the wall staining the fine tapestry. As Spike turned against his seat he fell forward as he hit the ground breaking his ruby that he held on for so many years that she had once given him.

“CELESTIA YOU FUCKING BITCH! WHY DID YOU HAVE to TAKE HER! WHY LEAVE ME ALONE. I LOVED HER AND SHE WAS MY ONLY TRUE LOVER OF A FRIEND AND NOW I MUST LIVE WITH THIS PAIN, OH GOD I HATE YOU”

Spike Yelled through the emptiness of his quite home that had once possessed the furniture that he had to sell in order to keep up with the never ending cuts in his credit. As spike tiressly crawled through the hallways he finally arrived at the broken picture of his once beautiful Pony that he knew as Rarity. He than grabbed the picture through the sharp glass and with blood drawn from his search he held the only other possessions that the repo-men hadn't taken away. Tears then made its way down the small picture of the photograph of Rarity and Spike at their Wedding. As he scanned the picture he looked down at his claws to see were the ring once was placed as they had long lived those happier moments 5 years ago.

“Now Everything has gone too shit no thanks to that bitch!” Spike told himself but with sudden realization he cursed his arrogance and held the picture against his beating heart as the cold barrel of his 9mm was held in the grip of his left claw. It was over for a Dragon like him and if she was dead there was no point in living if everything he once loved had abandoned him because of his fault.

“I’m Ugly, no I am terrible person, I had worked my soul and heart out for her and these are the thanks I get.”

As spike began slowly began to raise the barrel of the Gun up against his mouth quick images of his life began to speed up as he could remember the many adventures that he had lived from helping Cadence save the Crystal Empire to the very day he had proposed to Rarity his only love he had lived for. Now she was with Fancy and I will be doing everyone else a favor.

A loud gunshot was heard as the beautiful night sky covered what little reminiscence the household had once had, the love it had once prospered and how it had unfolded to drive it to the point of depression and betrayal of Young Spike.

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I remember touch.......