Author's Note

The next chapter will be less deep but I just wanted to establish some background and a realation

Coming down

Spike was once again awoken a ringing and rolled over and tossed his phone to the other side of the room, closing his eyes and waiting for the ringing to stop. When it didn't, he jumped out of bed and walked over to answer it. He held it up to his head.

"This is Spike, speak now or forever suck a–" he was interrupted by a stomach-curdling scream and the sound of glass breaking. He almost dropped his phone. "What the fuck! Who is this?!" He was now panicking.

"Hi, Spikey-Wikey..." He froze on the spot, the sound in the background fading out as he registered who was on the other side of the phone. He tried to reply but could only seem to stutter out hello.
"Listen, Spikey, I need your help with something..." His shock was now replaced with anger as he realized why she called.

"Oh does petty petty princess Rarity need a dick to hop on? Sorry but I don't boldly go where many men have gone before." He was about to hang up when he heard a purse open.

"Please Spikey, I'll–I'll pay you for your time." Her voice as shaking and sickly. It made his stomach turn, but a small part of him still wanted to help people... even if those 'people' were crack whores.

"How much do you have?" He kept his voice low and cold.

"Umm..." she trailed off and went digging through her purse. "Twenty-two... twenty-three... twenty-three bits." she answered as if that number made her feel gross.

"I'm on my way... do I need something?" He answered dryly.

"No. I have eve-everything yo-you need." she sounded excited and still somehow sad. He didn't ponder in this too long before he hung up and began his walk. While he was walking, he remebered the sound in the background and wanted to call her back to see what was going on, but by the time he had her number dialed he was all ready there. He walked in and his nostrils were met with a terrible smell, something he could only imagine as the smell of death. He thought about running but ventured on into her room anyway.

"Rarity, are you here?" he said out loud, hoping for a response. When nothing came he decided to turn on the lights to see if she had fallen asleep. When he did, he was met with the most disturbing images ever.

There were needles, blood, and piss stains everywhere. Dirty clothes, molded food, and he could only guess that the stains scattered on various things were the secretions of a male. He threw up and looked up to see rarity naked with a motioning finger. He was disgusted when he saw her.

She had bruises and scabs all over her body, she was slender and sickly looking, and her hair was now a disgusting mix of yellow and purple. He was at a loss for words. He just stood there and started crying as she moved towards him slowly. He wanted to run and scream for Twilight to save him and tell him it was ok, but this wasn't a fairy tale.

"I've waited for this for so long Spike..." She took his hand and placed it on her exposed breasts. He began to openly sob.

"Please! No..." He spit out between sobs. She only smiled more. She rubbed his member to find it was soft.

"You knew what was gonna happen so stop being such a little queer and show me that cock!" He only saw one way out of this. Spike pushed her away and ran out the door crying loudly. He ran until he collapsed. Spike laid there and cried like a child and rocked back and forth for hours.

A few hours passed before he could even stand. When he did, he looked around to see he was a block away from Sugarcube Corner and walked over to the counter.

"Hello, and what can I- Spike?" Pinkie turned around to see him a complete wreak. Dried tears stained his cheeks; his shirt was soaked with sweat and his eyes were lifeless and sad.

"What happened!?" She hopped over to hug him, and they went to her room upstairs. He began to tell her everything, and hugged her as if she were the only safe thing around. She hugged him back, rubbing his spikey hair until he was done. They stayed that way for what seemed like hours, until Spike spoke.

He looked her in the eyes. "Did I make her that way?" She was completely speechless. How could he blame himself for what she turned her self into? It outraged her. She stood up and grabbed his hand.

"Spike, we're going to Rarity's." Her voice was firm and calm.

He deadpanned and stood up. "Wh-where?" Spike's voice was light, almost like a child's.

"Rarity's." They walked to her car and started it up.

"Umm... I... she... were you listening just now!" He shouted and pulled his hair, tears welling up in his eyes again. He began to panic until Pinkie turned to him and stared him down, forcing him to comply. The drive there was silent, and darkness hung in the air like a deep fog. When they arrived Pinkie told Spike to walk in first. He tried to say no, but all that he could manage was a complying grunt. He opened the door to see her standing there as if she were waiting.

"Don't be a bitch this time and take off your pants!" she yelled and grabbed him, pulling him inside, When she turned to shut the door, Pinkie punched her in the face so hard it knocked her out cold and most definitely broke a few teeth. Well, the ones she had left any way. Spike was relieved until he realized Sweetie was still here. His shock quickly turned to worry. He ran and opened her door to see her room empty.

"Pinkie, where is sweetie!?"

Pinkie placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. "She's been in her parents custody since last year. If I had known rarity was this messed up I would have done something sooner." Pinkie pulled Spike into a loving embrace. "I'm so sorry Spike!" She began sobbing and he wiped away her tears.

"There was no way of knowing and I don't blame you... I blame myself. I knew she was completely fucked up, and I still came." Spike breathed deeply. "Let's just go. There's nothing for us here." They left and drove back to Pinkie's. They laid on her bed staring off into space, until Spike put his hand on her stomach and cuddled her tightly. She blushed, but let it happen.

"I don't know what I would be without you." His words caused pinkie to smile and she put her hand on his. They stayed like that before drifting of to sleep.