My eyes were still open as dawn graced the horizon, and I hadn’t gotten even a wink of sleep the night before. I looked to my side and saw the small, black box. In there was Rarity's dashing new necklace she was going to receive. Now, all I had to do was wait for the time. The party was at three, and it was eight… it was going to be a while. My brother wasn't home, like always, and so I spent the morning alone. I grabbed a purple shirt and put on my black jeans. I watched TV, had cereal, and listened to tunes on my phone. I listened to the calmest and most happiest songs, just to keep me at my happy state, which can be lost pretty fast due to my chronic depression and anxiety. But time moved fast.

After a couple of shows, the time finally reached close to three in the afternoon. My phone buzzed and I looked at it to see a text from Rarity.

“Coming?” it read. I opened my messages and started texting another message to her.

“Yep,” I texted, “see you in a little bit.”

With that, I started to get ready. I pulled on a hoodie, slid my feet into my shoes, and grabbed the jewelry box. I really hoped Rarity would love this gift… it cost me all of my money and a necklace from my deceased parents, which is pretty harsh. This meant a lot to me, and hopefully it would all be worth it. Checking my phone and pulling up the address, I noticed it was fairly close to my own house.

I walked out the door and took a nice walk to the address. The wind picked up and gave a nice breeze, ruffling my dark hair and causing me to shiver slightly under my hoodie. Along the way, I plugged in my earbuds and played music, nodding my head to the beats coming from the device. The looks of this area were nice, and it brought even more of a fresh smile to my face. This was going to be a good day.

I finally walk and see a big, white house with a balloon in front of it, as well as another kid knocking at the door before stepping inside. Walking to the porch and checking the address, I confirmed that yes, this was the house. I opened the door and stepped inside, where there was already a number of conversations going on. My eyes caught a clock hanging on the far wall, reading quarter past three. My eyes began scanning the immediate area before a hand clamped onto my shoulder, startling me.

"Hey, Soul!" said a high, energetic voice, which caused me to jump and almost drop the present that was in my hand. I looked behind me to see a friend I forgot to mention. She’s energetic, funny, and fascinated by just about everything. She's pink with poofy hair, and her name was Pinkie Pie. "How are you doing? I didn’t think I'd see you here, to be perfectly honest." Well, you and me both…

"I'm doing fine. Rarity invited me yesterday, and I hope this is going to be a good time." With that I give off a little smile, hiding the present in my hoodie pocket. But Pinkie notices it.

"What's that?" she asked, pointing down at my hoodie pocket. I looked down at the hoodie pocket where my hand was shoved, and I decided to show it real quick. Just the box, of course, I didn’t want to give anything away.

"Here," I said, pulling out the box. "It's... Rarity’s present. It cost me all my money… I just hope she, you know, likes it…” Pinkie tilted her head to the side, leaning in to take a closer look. I pulled at the collar of my hoodie nervously. "Listen, just... please let me be. I just need go find where Rarity is. Just… to give her this right now or something."

Pinkie then gasps, confirming my fear that she would know what it was. "You got her jewelry?" she asked, pointing at the logo on the box. "That's so sweet of you. Surely she'll love it!" I turned around, but she got me again, pleading with puppy-dog eyes. "And—please don't be mad—but can I just take a little, eensy-weensy, teeny-tiny, quick look at what's inside?"

I sigh heavily. Sure, she was a friend who made me laugh, but at times she was a definite pest. A very hyper pest, at that.

"Alright, fine,” I conceed, pulling out the box again. We moved into a place where nobody would see us, and I opened the box in front of Pinkie. She saw the stunning design of the diamond necklace with the sparkling, violet hearts in the middle. I then closed the box five seconds later. "There." I said. "I mean, I've been next to Rarity for a long time, and she's nice and caring. So, I thought of giving her this, and it cost just about everything, so I really, really hope she loves it.” I had a quick mental debate with myself, ultimately deciding to tell Pinkie the next part as well. “Matter of fact, I'm going to even ask her to be my... well, you know, girlfriend."

"Aw!" Pinkie squealed, pulling me into a bone-crushing hug. "That is so nice! That must have cost a fortune! Surely Rarity will absolutely love you!" Hopefully…

I looked around. "Pinkie," I asked, making sure the box was hidden in my hoodie once more. "Have you seen Rarity anywhere?" She nods.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I've seen her," she said, putting her finger on her chin and looking off into space. "Hmm... oh! Yeah, I remember.” Pinkie pointed behind us and turned towards the living room. “She was over there, on the couch." I turned around to see a mass of kids talking and laughing in the living room. My anxiety reared again but I forced it down, swallowing.

"Thanks, Pinkie." I said.

"No prob, Soul." she said. "Hope everything works out!"

I turned around and entered the fray of teens, trying to move with the flow of the crowd, hoping I wouldn’t bump into anyone on accident. I had the present still in my pocket, and tried to look for the pale girl with violet hair, probably wearing a fashionable dress.

I finally see a flash of violet, and I knew very well that it was Rarity. I opened my mouth to call to her, but as the crowd cleared I got a sight that stopped me in my tracks.

“No... This isn't possible…”

As I looked over to Rarity on the couch, there was someone else sitting with her. Blueblood the douche. And he was kissing her... on the lips. I... Why?

I clutched my chest and backed up a step, feeling tears starting to fight their way out and travel down my cheeks. I pulled out my present, and stared at it. Rarity had Blueblood by her side... Blueblood, the bastard, was Rarity's boyfriend. I had feelings for Rarity, and I wanted her as my own... but out of all the people she could possibly be dating now, it had to be him. Blueblood... the one who gave me hell.

I backed out and placed the small, black box on an end table, flinging open the house door and running down the steps. I sobbed, running as far away from the house as I could. I ran. I couldn't stop but keep thinking about all of this... depression and how much shit I had to put up with in life. I get bullied, picked on, my parents are dead... it was hell. And now, the angel of my life, the one who has kept me alive, Rarity, is now making out with Blueblood. Fuck me…

I ran faster and faster until I see my house. I quickly swing the door open, kicking myself for forgetting to lock it, and slam the door shut again. The house was totally silent. I sat down hard in a chair and use my fingers to nervously brush my black hair. I kept talking to myself, crying heavily, just thinking about the kiss. It's like I lost Rarity...

As I got up to look in the mirror, all I saw was my pathetic face. I had tears running down my cheeks constantly, my hair completely all messed up, I looked like I was gonna... finally do it. I had tension and hatred boiling up inside of me, finally making me snap. I smashed my forehead into the mirror, screaming as my reflection cracked and shattered.

I stepped back from the mirror, taking one look at what I had done. Shattered... broken... barely any glass left on it. Damn, my head hurt. I felt my head with my one hand, feeling a sharp sting where my hand met my forehead, and looked at my own hand.

Blood.

So much of it... I would look at myself again, but I felt like I might do it again. I was losing it, and I was in so much pain. Blood, pain, thoughts... fuck... I couldn't c-control myself...

But then, as I just grabbing my face, feeling like I was going to just rip my skin off, I saw something shiny... the reflection of a giant shard of glass. I felt like the world was violently shaking as I looked at it... I couldn't handle it anymore...

Back then, there was Rarity. Now, there was nobody.

That's what it felt like. I bent down, grabbing the giant shard of glass. I fell back against the wall, grasping the shard tightly, feeling the sharpness cutting into my palm.

And then...

Author's Note

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