The Relapse

I must be going crazy. I I’m sending you this right after I’ve written it so you can know exactly what happened when I show up tomorrow. Like every Saturday morning, I slept in, or tried to before Dew Star woke me up.

“Hey,” I yawned as I greeted her at my door, “what’s up?”

“Can I borrow your place for a little while?” she asked.

“Uh… What for?” I asked, my sleepy state keeping me from thinking straight.

“It’s a surprise.”

“…Okay.”

“Thank you! You can keep sleeping in my bed,” she said as she trotted in with stuffed saddlebags. With a sleepy shrug, I walked over and into her place, making a beeline for her bedroom. Once inside, I fell onto her cloud-mattress and slid under the covers. Taking a deep breath of Dew Star’s chamomile scent from her pillow, I drifted back to sleep.

A few hours later I woke up wondering where I was until I remembered the short conversation from earlier. Leaving Dew Star’s place, I headed back over to mine where I found Beth leaving with a bunch of my stuff on her back.

“Oh, there you are,” she said as she closed the door behind her and held my clothes up to me, “here you go.”

“…Thanks,” I said as I took my pants and slid them on, “what’s going on?”

“Well, I know how much you hate working on weekends, but-”

“Auuggggg.”

“Yeah.” I took a moment to rub my temples before taking the rest of my clothes, putting them on, and following Beth to the office without a bath. Saying I was pissed after getting there and finding out there wasn’t any work to do, is putting it lightly, but Beth made up for it by taking me to brunch. I’m still kind of mad to be honest. I didn’t get back home until around four and by that time, I had forgotten about Dew Star. In hindsight, I should have known something was off when Beth didn’t come back with me. When I got to my door, the first thing I noticed was a smell: roses. Opening the door, the scent hit me in the face before I noticed how strangely dark my place was even though the sun was still up. Taking a step inside, I nearly slipped and killed myself on the rose petals littering the floor and making a path over to my bedroom.

“Oh Jesus,” I sighed as I stepped up to the door, “please don’t be what I think it is.” Steeling my nerves, I opened the door and followed the path up to the foot of my bed, keeping my head down the whole while. With another sigh, I finally looked up and only saw part of what I expected. Laying on my bed surrounded by rose petals was Dew Star, dressed in some rather provocative clothes that admittedly got a bit of a rise out of me. I still don’t understand how I reacted that way. Eyeing me with a look of seduction I never thought Dew Star would or could make, she greeted me.

“Hey there, Comet,” she said, her words dripping with desire.

“H-hey,” I replied, my eyes unable to look away, “w-what’s going on here?”

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said as she stood up and slowly walked towards me, an exaggerated but effective swing in her hips, “I’ve been waiting so long.”

“I-uh,” I stuttered, my mouth not able to form sentences from the mess of words in my head, “You-what-I-”

“I-I…” she started to say bashfully before shaking her head and putting on a determined face, “…I love you Comet.” No words, for a long while.

“…What?”

“I love you,” she repeats without hesitation.

“…H-heh. Heheh,” I chuckled as I brought a hand to my face, “Haha, you almost got me there. Woo, did Beth put you up to this? She must have, that’s why-” My words were cut off by a pair of hooves grabbing my face.

“Does it look like I’m joking?” she asked as she stared into my eyes with a straight face.

“…You two must have practiced this quite a bit huh?” I asked as I removed her hooves, “I must say, I expected you two to know how I felt about pranks, but I guess I was wrong. Good try though, I guess.” We sat in silence for a few moments before she dropped her head and sniffled.

“…Wha-”

“So you believe her?” she muttered as I saw a tear hit the floor.

“…W-wha-”

“You can believe that that griffon loves you, but not me?!” she exclaimed, making me flinch and stare at her with wide eyes, “That griffon who you’ve only know for a few weeks, over me?! After all the things we’ve been through, after all that you’ve done for me; when I finally start to repay you and show you how I feel, you think it’s a joke?!” Once again, I didn’t have any words.

“I’ve loved you since you said you didn’t deserve love on Hearth’s Warming Eve; I’ve loved you since you helped me that night at the club; I’ve loved you since you promised to always be there for me when we first met. I-I’ve loved you for so long and I waited for you to realize, to notice, to acknowledge me in some way. At first, I thought your friendship would be enough and it was, but as you’ve slowly changed into the stallion you really are; being just your friend is too painful. I’d rather go through the pains of rejection than to be so close to you and not have my feelings understood!”

With her words said, she let her actions do the rest. Putting her hooves on my shoulders, she quickly leaned in and kissed me, her soft lips wiping away whatever thoughts I had running through my head. I raised my arms to hold her, but they froze at my sides, unable to hold and reassure my dear friend that things would be alright. In that moment of hesitation, she separated from me and dropped back down on all fours before heading towards the door.

“W-wait, Dew Star!” I exclaimed, getting her to stop at the open door, “I-I…I…” Nothing.

“Goodbye Comet,” she said sorrowfully before looking back at me with tearful eyes, “I’ll be waiting.” On second thought, I think I’m going to take that trip I’ve been meaning to tomorrow.