I will catch you a thousand times

by Fictionfilly

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Sad, Romance
Length: 1150

Diamond knew that it was her time to go. Nobody wanted her. Even her dad hated her now. Everybody's lives would be better if she just left. Everybody, accept one.

Diamond went from having it all to having nothing. She had become a bully, and gained wait because of the depression after she realised it. And because of her size, she then was bullied. She had nothing left, even her dad hated her now. She knew that nobody wanted her now. Everybody, accept one.

(This is an entry for the chubby diamond fanfic contest)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-04-15 02:40:03 UTC

Every time you fall I will catch you

There I stood, looking down at the seemingly bottomless chasm that is ghastly gorge. But, of course, there had to be some floor in that black pit. I had walked all the way through the everfree forest to get there. Mind you, I didn't hear the strange noise coming from celestia knows what around me as I walked. I guess I just... Didn't get scared anymore. I had just gave in to the depression. So if a random man suddenly jumped out of a bush and tried to kill me, I wouldn't have cared. I spent so much time thinking and longing to end my life, it would probably have been a relief anyway.

I wondered what it would feel like when I hit the ground. I wondered if I would feel the pain before I died, or my vision would just go black... And that would be the end.

It all started when I was playing with silver on the swings one day. Apple Bloom came over to us and started shouting at me. Said I was a little rich bitch and a bully. Started to tell me that her and the rest of her crusader gang thing had had enough of me. Told me that I had drove scootaloo almost off the edge by making fun of the fact that she was an orphan. Said that the only talent I had was making other's lives miserable. I just laughed as she stormed off, but after a while I started to realise that I was a bully. Anybody that I came near coward away from me. Then I realised that all my life, I had just been making fun of people. The only purpose I seemed to have in life was bully and torment those less fortunate than me.

Soon I sank into a deep depression. I shut everybody else around me out. The only thing I could do was eat, sleep and cry. Boy did I eat alot. I ate and ate until I got very overweight. I got fat. Which didn't help things at all. In fact, it actually made me even more unhappy. And because I was unhappy, I ate.

At school, some of the more bolder kids saw I had become vulnerable, and decided to get revenge on their old bully by taking a jab at her weight. Of course, I ignored it, even though it hurt. But then the whole school joined in with their teasing. They started to do stuff like compare me to the elephant sculpture in our classroom, and ask me to stand on scales so they could bet whether I'd break them or not. One day they threw a load of rotten eggs at me as I walked into school, because apparently I'd 'eat anything'. I went to Apple Bloom and her friends for help but all they said was "it's not nice being the victim is it?" And walked off.

By this time Silver had transferred to a different school because her grades had improved rapidly. We met every Wednesday at surgery cube corner for milkshakes. I never told her about the bullying, or the depression, or the fact that I argued with my dad on a daily basis and now he spent more time at the pub than at home to escape the sobbing, angry, fat mess that was his daughter. I just had fun with her.

Those visits were the only relief I had from hell.

So I decided to commit suicide. I thought it would be just better for everyone if I went away and jumped off a cliff. I didn't even bother to write a suicide note. I knew nobody would want to read it.

So, there I was. I decided to count to three. Three seconds to relish in my misery one last time. And then after three, I would jump.

"One"

I remembered all the lives I made miserable.

"two"

I remembered the depression and weight gain.

"three"

I remembered the bullying and my horrible life.

"go"

With tears streaming down my face I remembered the suicide, and stepped off.

I closed my eyes, waiting for the blow that would end my life...

It never came...

Instead I found two slim tan arms wrapped around my pudgy body in an iron grip. I turned my head to see who they belonged to, although I already knew. A tanned and silver haired girl. Silver Spoon.

We just stood there in silence for a minute, me taking in what had just happened, and her waiting for me. "I'm sorry..."  She said eventually. "Why?" I asked turning to face her, but stumbling. I realised I was still at the edge of the drop. Silver smiled lightly at me and led me away from the edge so we could talk without the risk of falling to our deaths.

"Why are you sorry? You saved my life!" I asked, confused. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you sooner." She smiled sadly at me. I smiled back but then remembered everything everybody else had said. "You should have just let me fall. Every one else would be happier." I turned away from her.

As soon as I said the Silver twirled me back around to face her. "Not everybody would have been happy! Can you honestly believe somebody dead is a good thing? No! Especially not if it's an amazing, beautiful girl like you!" I guess I still didn't look convinced because she took my hand and gave them a helpful squeeze. "I will catch you a thousand times. Every time you fall I will catch you. I will always be there for you. If you need help just call for me, because I will come. I love you Diamond, and I always will." And she hugged me. She just said she loved me. "I... I love you too Silver..." I whispered, bearly hearable. She hugged me tighter. After a few seconds of holding each other she pulled away from the embrace.

And then she kissed me.

I had never been kissed before. I didn't know what it was supposed to feel like but that one sure felt good. We kissed until finally we had to break away for air. I was still a but shocked but I had recollected most of my senses to remember what that kiss felt like. I still do. She looked at me grinning and said "come on you doughnut, it's getting dark!"

So we walked back to my place, laughing and recollecting old times all the way. When we got back we were so tired we didn't even bother to set another bed up. Not like we wanted to.

I woke up the next morning face to face with an already awake Silver Spoon. She grinned at me, and I smiled back.

"Want some breakfast?"