When Every Pony is Against her, how can she get out alive?

When Every Pony is against her, how can she get out alive?

Another day another sorrow, she woke up thinking. Just like any other day. She had to force herself out of her bed. Almost falling over into her mess of stuff. ‘Great grand wonderful’ she thought to herself. ‘How am I ever going to find all my stuff in this mess? I really should clean my room. Granny smith is going to tell me to do so.’ Yet like always Applejack managed to find everything she needed and didn’t bother with correcting the order of her room. She liked it a mess. Or so she told herself. ‘Sides what does it matter if it’s clean? I’ll just end up messing it up again, like everything else in my life’ She had to stop her thoughts before they really began to get to her, just like every other day she woke up and realized she was still walking on this forsaken place. She went to go head out of the door to take a walk through the apple field and probably do a little bit of work for the farm. In hopes that she didn’t get in trouble with her brother about it. Speaking of the devil as soon as she turned to head out the back, because she refused to use the front because she might run into her annoying little sister apple bloom, she crashed into Big Mac.

In a deep voice he asked, “Where are you heading off to already? Can you never spend any time here?”

*sigh* “I’m heading out to the field. I'm going to walk around, and maybe fill a few apple baskets. What do you have objections to it? I'm staying on the grounds.”

“Why yes I do have objections. You’re never home! You always go out, whether it’s to the field or what. I don’t care. You need to learn the value of actually being home. When’s the last time you spent true time with Granny Smith, Apple Bloom, and I?” He started to raise his voice, but seem to caught himself and began to quiet down in order to not wake anyone else, “ I’m sorry but honestly you should be home more often and not always running off.”

“Well, you should stop trying to act like my father, and get out of my way. Otherwise trees won’t be the only things my hooves are kicking.” She exclaimed and turned around and stormed out the front, not caring if she woke anyone else.
She was so sick and tired of him. What didn’t he understand? He was her BROTHER, NOT her father. Just because he was the only male did not mean ANYTHING! Gosh! She headed off for town. Knowing she wouldn’t run into anyone, yet hoping she would. As she was lost in the thought process of what had just happened with her “brother” she ran into Caramel. She truly hoped he wouldn’t notice the look of pain on her face, or the gloss over her eyes from crying. See, it didn’t matter if she cried, or how much, her eyes never turned red. Yet they would gloss over, and she hoped he didn’t notice. Mainly because she didn’t want him to be the one she cried in front of. She didn’t want him thinking she wasn’t strong, because being strong was the only thing she had left anymore.

“Hey Apple!” He seemed to pause and take a double look at her. “Hey are you… are you alright?”

“Yea, I'm fine,” Considering the fact that Fine meant; fucked up, Insecure, Neurotic, and Emotional. Then she wasn’t at all lying.

“Are you sure? You know you can tell me what’s going on. I’m here for you. I’m not going to go anywhere no matter what you tell me.” He gave her a complete look of acceptance and understanding. One filled with so much compassion and caring she couldn’t take to look into his eyes any longer. She ran off without saying another word to him. She wouldn’t let him see her cry. No she wouldn’t. She couldn’t. He could never know, could never understand. Would only be like all the rest. Listen to her story, pretend he cared, yet when she tried to turn to him again, he’d walk away. Walk away and leave her in the dust and never come back around again. She’d already lost so many people. She refused to open up to caramel because she couldn’t stand the thought of losing him. She turned and ran from him. Hoping he wouldn’t chase her. She couldn’t stand that. She couldn’t subject him to that.

“APPLE WAIT!” He yelled out to her. And he started running after her. She could hear his hooves behind her. He was catching up. So she kept running. Faster and faster. Though it seemed no matter how fast she went he was always only a little bit behind her. She remembered the trail to her favorite spot was a little bit ahead. She decided to do something to catch him off guard. She moved slightly towards the right, as so she was out of his path. She came to a sudden stopped. Yet as soon as Caramel had already realized she stopped he was 10 hooves ahead, and stopped himself. He turned around. Yet he saw no sight of her. He called out.

“Apple ! Where did you go. I want to talk to you, please? I don’t want to see you hurt. I care about you.”
She could hear him from where she was. Yet she didn’t care. Tears filled her eyes, but she choked them back. She kept running to her secret place. Somewhere that absolutely no one knew about. She finally made it there and sat down with a loud thud. ‘Damn, I can’t believe he actually managed to notice. I wish I could just open up to him, I wish I could at least tell him how I feel. But I can’t manage that, I'm too afraid of being rejected by him. I would be crushed. There’s no way I could ever tell him.’

But maybe maybe she could tell him. Maybe Applejack could finally open up to someone about her feelings about her fears and her hopes. Maybe Applejack could admit to Caramel how she felt. If only she knew how he would react. If only she knew that he truly cared, and liked her back. Yet she was to blinded by a veil of pain and brokenness to realize it. And it would take a hundred pounds to lift that veil from her eyes. Will caramel be willing to try?