Please, Don't Take the Girl
Author's Note
So, this isn't the story I've been working on for the past two months but I thought of this yesterday and it was short enough that I went ahead and wrote it.
It's just a drabble but I hope y'all like it all the same and hopefully I'll have my first smut story out soon... if my damn brain co-operates.
Enjoy!
-Dawn
1993-2016
A cool fall breeze blew around Rainbow Dash as she sat crisscrossed in front of a polished, marble headstone.
The leaves in the trees flitted around above her while she fiddled with the plain white envelope in between her fingers.
She hadn’t said a word since she’d sat down, finding that every time she opened her mouth to say something, a strangled cry escaped her throat instead.
She focused her attention ahead, blurrily reading and rereading the words that were etched into the cold stone.
JACQUELINE JEANNE APPLE
1993-2016
BELOVED DAUGHTER
& SISTER
Short and simple.
Nothing at all like what Applejack actually was. She had been so much more than that.
A hard worker, a good listener, an honest woman, a friendly face and most importantly, Rainbow’s best friend.
The funeral had been a month ago. Four long weeks.
Macintosh had found her out in the fields unconscious. She passed away on the way to the hospital.
The doctor said that it was from a brain aneurysm that had gone undiagnosed, which explained why Applejack had been having headaches a few weeks before, when she normally didn’t have them.
Rainbow bit back a sob as she remembered answering the door the day her friend died. Mac clung helplessly to her body as he wept, explaining what had happened, and they spent a long while after just holding each other and crying over their loss.
The funeral was quiet. All of her family was there, friends too. They buried her next to her parents which Applejack would have liked.
Rainbow pulled herself out of her thoughts and wiped her face with the back of her hand.
She hadn’t planned on staying this long, she had wanted to read her letter and leave, but she couldn’t seem form a sentence.
So she had sat down and reminisced about old times until the sun started to set.
She thought about the good and the bad. Like when they went hiking together and spent the day in the sunshine, or when Rainbow accidentally got Applejack’s arm broken when she bumped into her on the stairs, making her tumble down.
She also thought about how Applejack laughed when Rainbow got tangled up in her lasso, and how they argued over everything but somehow still managed to stay friends.
The cold air nipped at her nose and fingers reminding her of where she was. She shakily got to her feet and dusted off her jeans before walking up to the tombstone and squatting down so that she could nestle the envelope with her friend’s name on it in the green grass, leaning it against the base of the gray marble next to a fresh bouquet of sunflowers.
She leaned forward and kissed the face of the stone before standing up and turning away, fresh tears forming in her eyes as she stuck her hands into her jacket pockets and slowly walked to her motorcycle without looking back.
Dear Applejack,
I know it’s too late for you to read this, but I had to write it down before it drove me crazy.
I love you. And I have for some time. I can’t remember exactly when it started, but God, it’s been months now. I never told you because I was scared that I’d lose you, but now I’ve actually lost you and I have no idea what to do.
Fuck. I miss you so much, Jacks. Every single minute has been hell for me and it’s making me sick.
You were, are, my best friend and nobody, not Pinkie, not Flutters, not Twi, can ever replace you. You made everything better and I miss watching cheesy movies together, racing through the woods, making faces behind Rarity’s back while she talked about clothes.
I miss your bright smile and perfect green eyes. Your alluring accent and cute freckles. I miss you throwing your arm around my shoulders sportingly when I lost a challenge, I miss the way you opened up to me when we were alone and you told me things that no one else knew.
I miss your stupid nickname for me, and how you drawled it out when I annoyed you. I miss the way you tucked your jeans into your boots and the way you bit your lip when you were nervous.
I miss you, Applejack. I could go on and on about all of the things I miss about you and about us and I wish I could give you one more hug, feel your strong arms wrap around me and for you to tell me that everything’s going to be okay even though I don’t feel like anything is going to be okay again.
I wish I could’ve told you how I felt. I’d been planning out how to tell you for weeks but I was too much of a pansy to say anything and now you’re never going to know how much I love you.
I never felt this way about anyone before. I didn’t think I could, but of course you could make me. You could always get me to do things that others couldn’t and that’s what I love about you.
Not having you around anymore makes me feel like part of my soul is missing, like I’m not complete without you. I know it sounds lame, but you were my soul mate, my other half and I’m so fucking lost without you. Nothing’s ever going to be the same, but some day I’ll join you and everything will be alright again.
I’ve got one more thing to say before I end this letter... Applejack, you were the kindest, bravest, most beautiful woman I have ever met and it was an honor to have you as my best friend, even if I selfishly wanted more. You touched my life in so many ways and I will never forget everything you did for me.
And I hope that one day I can become even half of the woman you were and make you smile down on me.
I love you Jacks, and I know I’ll never stop.
XXX,
Rae
