Broken

Moxi shakily walked the coffee shop where she had gotten a job, she had to quit using her recreational drugs for a year so she could pass the drug test. The bell above the door tinkled, looking up she saw a group of ponies walking up. "Good evening welcome to The Grind! What can I get for you?" a unicorn stallion walked up, I'd like a grandè Cookie Crumble Mocha."

"Name for the order?"

"Writer Rhyme"

"I'd like to get a grandè iced coffee with a double shot of espresso."

"name for the order miss?"

"Moonlight Spell"

"I'd like a mango smoothie with apricots blended in and an apple fritter."

"Name?"

"Stormlight"

"I'd like a grandè Chai tea lattè iced and a Danish........." looking at the screen the pony saw her order was skewed. "I said you empty-headed earth pony ICED CHAI TEA LATTÈ!" Moxi cringed and fixed it.

"Name miss?"

"Ire Heaven..............do I have to spell it for you!" Moxi wished that her partner for the counter hadn't gone on break! Once the orders were ready she began to carry them to the booth where the others had gone and began a round of what was like Dungeons and Dragons. She made it to the table, well almost and she tripped on her prosthetic as its hinge locked up. Coffee went everywhere and as Ire stood up she bumped into Moxi and ended up with coffee on her.

"You idiot Klutz! Why can't you be careful?" Ire gave Moxi a hard shove to the floor. Ire went on in a tirade and Moxi just curled up and whimpered and was mumbling about the incident being an accident. When Writer bent down, Moxi went into a fetal defensive position and was crying. Ire backed off and began to get curious. This mare was acting odd, upon closer examination noted under a very thin layer of fur three scars that she had assumed were from a griffin. The curious thing was the reaction to Writer Rhyme, this small mare was doing her best to stay from him now and had tensed up. Moxi cleaned up the mess and brought out a replacement for everypony.

"Ire, you didn't need to be so rough with her."

"I know Stormlight, do you all want to do some digging up on her? Something was off, I saw claw marks above her left eye and I am beginning to get curious about her." Ire spent the night watching Moxi, she saw Moxi be cordial with the griffin customers but could tell that Moxi was scared to be that close to them. When Moxi went on her break she cried, it had been to the day five years since she had been violated, she cried, and once again like other times, she felt like killing herself. The scars on her forelegs which at the moment were covered by the sleeves of the uniform shirt which she wore for work.

Moxi saw that the group of ponies were busy at their game except for the one she remembered was named Ire. Ire she noted was watching her, she felt depressed again, rehab centers didn't help shrinks weren't any hell either. When the time to close up came, her coworker left early and she got stuck with the cleaning.

The bell tinkled and Moxi not turning around said, "Sorry we're closed. We open at 5:30 tomorrow morning."

"Really sis? Is that how you greet me? By the way, I brought an old friend." Moxi froze, realizing she was in the backroom and the camera system was down she feared for the worse. The worst did happen and she did her best to recover her senses and finished her job. Once completed she went to the bus stop and noted that she missed the last bus for the night. Quickly as possible, she walked home. Tears made streaks on the fur of her cheeks and sobbing, she had the consolation that she had some stuff that made bet happy and stuff to calm her nerves; which drug she had to choose to use before bed.

The next morning she awoke to the sun shining and her cellphone was lit up from texts saying she sad late for work. She hustled and made it there and saw her boss glaring daggers. "You're late Moxi!"

"I'm sorry Columbia, I won't let it happen...happen again, sir." Columbia caught the stutter and noticed that Moxi was not her usual self. Her coworker a mare named Sumatra snickered.

"Had fun last night? Those boys you knew gave ya a good time?"

"No Sumatra, they didn't! Those boys are creatures I never wanted to as again, my injuries were caused by them! Tonight you're cleaning up the joint!" Moxi never used the ice-cold tone that she just used before, it was cold and yet packed a venom behind it. Her anger was boiling and she was in a bad mood.

Meanwhile

Windy was going was digging through old police files and finally found her target, she began to read Moxi's file and became appalled at what she read. She texts Moonlight who had found news articles about Moxi and her incident. Ire in the meantime read her texts, and she had found records in the Las Pegasus archives, her heart stopped, Moxi Moonlight was a six-time roller skating champion and still held the highest speed record ever recorded for skating. Then she paused and wept as she sat alone in the archives, she found the portion about Moxi's hospital records and court hearings; Moxi she realized was a train waiting to derail! She called her friends and told them what she had learned, she just hoped she wasn't too late to make things right.

At "The Grind"

Moxi saw her brother Ash and her ex-boyfriend Graphite sipping mochas and giving her subtle smirks as they walked out. She was able to slip to the restroom and stuck a needle into her foremen and proceed to inject her cocaine into the vein. Feeling more stable she went back to work. Her mane had a few strands that found a way under her hairnet and she could see that Columbia was watching her closely and saw a look of concern on his face.

She had to play it cool and act as if nothing was wrong; at least keep it together until she got home.