Paranoid Passionby D4RTH4NN3ChaptersAsking Her OutThe Next Events"You don't need it."DetoxAsking Her OutNervous, that's how I felt as I made my way slowly towards the only girl I've ever had a crush on; Scootaloo. I've had a crush on her since I first met her in school. Whenever I'm near her I get a feeling of happiness and trust and well, love. First, let me tell you a little about myself, I'm younger than Scootaloo by about a year. I'm 13 and she's 14. My name is Turner, Jake Turner. I'm funny, at least I think so, and i have a natural talent at video games . I'm good at sports, and I'm really good at doing tricks on my bike and riding it and stuff. I'm also schizophrenic. I hear things, sometimes good, sometimes bad, but It's been like that since I was 7. I take medicine, and it helps but it makes me feel like there's something wrong with me, like I'm 'broke'. The kids at school have mad fun of me for a long time because I talk to myself a lot. Sometimes I yell out loud at random objects and the kids will see me and call me names. I get beat up a lot at school because I scare the kids. It really hurts my feelings, I just wish they would listen and try to understand. Scootaloo was the only one who ever stood up for me, she was there whenever I got beat up or whenever the other kids would make fun of me. She actually listened when I explained my odd behavior and would be empathetic towards my feelings. She never got scared when I would yell at the voices or talk to myself. The only time she seem truly nervous was when the voices began talking to me all at once, and I would stay in the courtyard talking feverishly to myself, trying to calm the people in my head. But even with all my imperfections, she still stayed with me, always helping when I needed a friend. So it was today that I decided to confess my feelings towards her and ask her out. I was walking towards her, feeling nervous, and getting really sweaty. She was talking to Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, thinking up new ideas to get their cutie marks. I asked if I could join once, but she said it was only for fillies without their cutie marks. I have no idea what she meant by that, and I don't know what a 'cutie-mark' is. Must be an inside joke. “How about we try programming?” said Sweetie Belle. “No, we tried that last week, and It's WAY too complicated.” Apple Bloom replied. “Yea, but I think I almost got the hang of it.” “How about we try piano tuning?” Asked Scootaloo. “We've never tried that before.” “Sure, lets meet up at the clubhouse tomorrow.” “OK! It's a plan.” Said Sweetie Belle. “Allright, I gotta go. See you then!” Scootaloo said. She turned around and bumped into me. “Oh, I-I'm sorry Scootaloo, I didn't mean to bang into you, but I needed to ask you a question.” I said, feeling extremely nervous. It was now or never. Time seemed to stand still and everything was quiet, even the voices were being quiet. “Sure shoot, but be quick about it, I gotta be home by 5:00” Scootaloo said. “Uh well Scoots, um uh, well I uh...would. You. Go out. With me. I've had a crush on you for like 3 years, andyou'rejustthemostamazinggirlandIreallylikeyou, but you probably don't like me and that's ok I understand so never mind this was stupid, I'll just leave, goodbye.” I turned around to leave and felt a hand on my shoulder. “Hey wait up! Don't leave, It's ok. I like you too, A LOT. And uh I'm glad you asked because I've had feelings for you for a while, but I didn't know you felt the same way.” Scootaloo stated, smiling sheepishly. “Really, you do?! This went way better then expected. So uh, I don't really know how this works, are we like, boyfriend and girlfriend now?” I asked, wanting to jump in joy and scream. “Well I guess so Jake, I think that's how it goes. Hey wanna walk home with me? We can tell my parents the good news when we get home.” “Uh, sure, I'd like that. But let me go get my stuff from my gym locker.” I told Scootaloo. “Sure but be quick, remember I gotta be home soon.” Scootaloo replied. I turned around and ran down the corridor, taking a left at the corner, and opened the gym door. And that's when I saw him, Featherweight, the biggest bully in school. He was also the strongest kid in school. He and his two goons, Snips and Snails, have beaten me up and harassed me for as long as I've known them. And lo and behold, there he was blocking the path to the gym locker room. I was just gonna leave and tell Scoots that I'd get my stuff later, but when I turned around I saw Snips and Snails were blocking the exit. “Uh hey guys, could you uh please move out of the way so I could leave?” I asked hopefully. “Nah, we're pretty happy right where we are, aren't we Snails?” Snips said, grinning stupidly. I had to get out of here before things got bad. And that's when the voices started getting talking to me. “Hey listen up Jake, calm them ugly names, say they need to move their asses out of the way or you're gonna beat the living hell out of them. Come on, you can take them.” “No I don't want to do that, don't you know what happened the last time I tried to fight them, I woke up in a ditch.” I spoke. “There he goes again, talking to thin air,” Featherweight said. “You ever gonna act like a normal human Turner? Or do I need to beat some sense into you again?” Featherweight grinned. He might not be good when it came to schoolwork, but there was one thing Featherweight was good in, and that was anything that involved brute strength. “Haha yea Turner, are you gonna act like a normal human Turner?” Snips repeated. “Yea or do we need to give you the 'specialty' again?” Chimed in Snails. “Uh that won't be necessary fellas, I'm just heading out, so let's just act like this never meeting never happened and we can get on with our lives.” “That's just like you Jake, running away, what would Scootaloo say? She'd probably be like 'OMC what a loser, I can't believe I ever had feelings for a wimp like you.' Fight them, beat them till they run home crying.” “No way am I fighting these losers again, no thank you.” I replied angrily. Sometimes the voices can be pretty stupid. “Huh, who the fuck are you calling losers Turner. That's it, you creep me out you little freak.” Featherweight started walking towards me and I panicked and that's when I blacked out. When I woke up I saw Scootaloo looking down at me, smiling sadly. “Hey, you ok boyfriend?” She said. “You took a long time so I walked down here wondering what was taking you so long and that's when I saw Featherweight and his goons laughing and giving each other high-fives so I knew something bad must've happened to you. I ran in here and saw you on the floor so I thought maybe they beat you up again.” “No, not this time, I passed out before they did anything.” I looked down in embarrassment. “Hey that's ok sweetheart. Come on, let me help you up.” Scootaloo grabbed my hand and then pulled me up on my feet. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 4:45. “Oh no, It's almost 5, and it takes like 30 minutes to get to your house from here, you're gonna be late. I'm sorry.” I said feeling upset that I made her late. “Don't worry we can explain the situation to my family, they'll understand. OMC I can't wait for you to meet my family and tell them that we're dating!” Scootaloo squealed in joy. “Come on Jake, lets get going.” We exited the gym and walked out of the school, hand in hand, and I began to sweat up a storm in anticipation of meeting her folks. Author's Note My first SFW story and my first story with chapters! please be kind if that's ok. If i offended anyone with schizophrenia i apologize. I know some people that have it and i tried my best to understand what it was like. The Next EventsWalking, I always hated walking, it gave the voices time to fester in my head. Yet I continued to walk, hand-in-hand with my now girlfriend Scootaloo. This time though, the voices stayed at bay as though they understood this was a moment, a good moment, that was not meant to be disturbed. I glanced to my left, 'just to be sure' I thought. Yep, she was still there, it hadn't been a dream. She was still chatting about her dream to fly a plane. I stared at her, loving how her purple hair, which always looked so well done, flowed in the wind, ruining the hard work she had spent on it. "Don't you think that'd be cool?" She asked, interrupting your thoughts. "Well, don't you?" She persisted. "Uh, don't I think what would be cool?" I asked. "Ugh you weren't even listening. I said, wouldn't it be cool to be the first person to do a solo flight across Equestria?" She said, seriously invested in this conversation. It was cute. "Uh yeah, I think that'd be awesome, especially if it was you Scoots." I said. "Don't be ridiculous Jake, I'm too much of a chicken." She laughed. "Hey, is that your place up ahead?" I pointed towards a big burgundy house down the road. "Yeah, that's it. I hope they're not out looking for me, It's already 5:45. I was supposed to be home 45 minutes ago!" She sighed. Somehow just seeing her upset pained me. When we reached the building, she opened inside and looked around. "Huh, no ones home. Well, you can meet them tomorrow, that is, if you feel like walking me home again." "Of course," I said. "Isn't that what couples do? Anyways, i gotta go. See you tomorrow." "Wait, aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?" She asked. "Isn't that what couples do?" "Oh yea, I guess they do." I said nervously. The only person I'd ever kissed was my mom. I leaned in to kiss her, and tripped over my shoelace. My forehead smacked right into her nose. "God," I thought. "I'm such a klutz." "Yeah, no kidding, you're a fucking disaster." "Shut up." I yelled. "Huh?" Scootaloo said, perplexed. "Never mind, sorry I tripped, can we try that again?" I asked hopefully. "Sure." I leaned in to kiss her, and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Uh, how was that?" I asked. "Horrible, come on, like this." Scootaloo said, and she leaned in and our lips embraced. This lasted a full minute until we broke-off. "Uh, that was awesome, but i gotta go. See you tomorrow." And with that I turned around and walked away. "You're being followed" I glanced over my shoulder. No one there. "You're being followed and they're going to hurt you." I quickly turned "Who's there?!" I yelled. No answer. "You're being watched, they're watching us! Run, RUN!" I turned around and ran, paranoia sweeping through me. The voices could be lying, but i was so sure that something was following me. When i got home, I unlocked the door and stepped inside. My mom was passed out on the couch, her favorite mixture of vodka and apple cider on the table in front of her. Let me tell you about my family. My dad is non-existent, he abandoned me and my mom when I was three, giving my mom the sole task of raising me. My mother works at the Flim and Flam apple factory as a maintenance worker. They need a lot of those since they do everything by machine, We don't buy from them anymore though, we buy from the apple farm down the street. We live in an apartment at the edge of town, and, unfortunately, so does Featherweight and his goons. I've lived here all my life. Featherweight moved here when I was five. We used to be friends, but once he met Snips and Snails things changed. I walked past the kitchen into my room. I walked towards my shelf and picked 2 CD's at random. 'Twelfth Step' by A Perfect Oval and 'Fighting The System' by Rage Against Celestia'. Both good albums. I decided on Rage Against Celestia, popped it into my boombox and sat down on my bed. I thought back to what had happened today, me asking out Scootaloo, nearly getting beat up again, passing out. I went to the kitchen and made myself dinner, then went back to bed. The next day, my alarm went off. I got up and headed to the kitchen and went to the counter, opened my pill jar, took out my meds and swallowed them with a glass of water. My mom was still dead asleep on the coach, so i decided to make some toast since it was quiet. Once I finished eating, i grabbed my stuff and headed out the door. "You forgot something." "Shut up!" I yelled. I kept walking to school, when i heard people talking. I looked to my left and down the street I saw Featherweight, laughing along with Snips and Snails. "Ooh it's them again. You should probably leave. No he should fight them. No he should-" "Shut up," I yelled. "They don't even see me." "Hey look guys, it's the freak." "Oh no," I thought. "They definitely heard me." I turned and ran, but when I glanced behind me I noticed that they were running too, and gaining on me. "Geez these fuckers can run." I said out of breath. Suddenly I tripped, falling face first in the dirt. That's when Featherweight caught up. "Get up and fight these pricks." "No, I don't want to." I said. "There he goes again. It's a constant thing with you isn't it?" Featherweight asked antagonistically. I didn't answer. "Come on, lets beat him." Snips said. "Yeah, it'll be fun." Snails agreed. I tried to get up and run and that's when Featherweight kicked me straight in the face. I saw starts and tasted blood. Snips kicked me in the chest and I gasped, the wind knocked out of me. Snails kicked me in the crotch and I puked. "Gross. Come on, lets go to school guys." Featherweight said. I was coughing, lying on the ground in the fetal position. Featherweight took my backpack and ran off with Snips and Snails in pursuit. I lay there, mouth bleeding, face swollen, trying to catch my breath. When I did, I slowly got up, wiped the puke from my mouth, and slowly made my towards school. "You don't need it."I ran down the sidewalk, mind racing. Thoughts poured into my brain, making it hard to focus. "Son of a bitch, if I'm late again I swear to Celestia! Ms. Cherilee is gonna be so pissed at me, as if she doesn't have enough reasons already." I looked up into the sky and saw the sun rising, painting the sky with glorious hues of yellow and red. Seeing this would normally fill me with joy, but I was too stressed to feel anything other than panic. I ran past houses, cutting through yards, stepping in puddles, skin freezing in the autumn weather. "Damn, they didn't have to take my backpack this time." I thought, refering to how Featherweight and his goons brutally beat me and then made off with my stuff. I might have lost my notes, but i have a spare binder and notebook in my locker. "At least this time they didn't give me the 'specialty'. Those jerks actually gave their form of punishment a name, how cliche." I looked ahead and saw the school. My school goes from grades 6th to 12th. I'm in 9th, same as Scootaloo. Featherweight is in 10th, along with Snips and Snails. Ms. Cherilee teaches history, math, and english. Me and Scoots are both in her class together. My science teacher is Orange Glow, and Rainbow Dash (we all call her Dash) is the coach. Gym is Scoots favorite class. I swear, sometimes I think she's in love with the coach. History is my favorite subject, we're learning about how the Celestia family came into power. Celestia the Fifth is our queen now, along with her sister Luna the Fifth. Celestia the First Conquered King Sombra 450 years ago and became the ruler of Equestria as it is today. Many kingdoms popped up across the land later on as people became independent, but the Celestia family is still the ruler of all Equestria. I ran to the front door of the school and rushed inside. "Thank Celestia for air conditioning." I thought, embracing the heat like a convict embraces parole. I walked past the office and made my way upstairs. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I washed my face, cleaning the dirt and blood, then glanced through the mirror at my shirt. It's stained with mud and blood and puke. "Oh well," I think. "Not much I can do there." I exited the bathroom and headed down the hall towards my locker. I unlocked it and took my binder out from it, turned around and closed it behind me. I walk to my classroom and reach for the door and hesitate for a second, then shrug and open the door. "Uh, hey Ms. Cherilee. Sorry I'm late...again." I said pathetically. "Sorry won't cut it this time Turner, this is the 5th time this month. Care to explain?" "I uh, tripped." I said, looking down in embarrassment. "Well that explains why you look like such a mess, but then again, you always look like a mess. Now take your seat and quit wasting our time!" She exclaimed. I headed over to my desk. I could hear everyone whispering about me. "Look at him. He must have gotten beat up again. What a loser. Late again? Probably jerking off at home like a perv." I hunched forward in shame, covering my head. I felt my phone vibrate through my pocket so I took it out and checked to see who was messaging me. It was from Scootaloo. It said: 'What happened!?! You look like shit!' I looked up and saw her staring at me intently. I shook my head and mouthed 'later'. She rolled her eyes and smiled. I turned my head and listened to Ms. Cherilee, taking notes as she spoke. "And that's where Chrysalis comes into play. She has been trying to get our absolute hereditary monarchy to become an elective monarchy. She plans on becoming elected as queen and helping workers, middle, and upper class citizens. While Celestia and Luna mainly support upper class citizens, unlike the communist government in the Crystal Kingdom governed by Princess Cadence and Prince Armor, Chrysalis plans on cutting off all taxes to the lower class, effectively eradicating it so that everyone is upper class. She also plans on re-establishing trade with the Crystal Kingdom, ending the 5 year embargo. Chrysalis fully agrees with Princess Cadences decision to equally distribute money in her kingdom, ridding of classes. What is your opinion class?" I raised my hand. "Jake, we already know your opinion on this subject." She stated. "But hear me out, Chrysalis could really help change this country. She would make such a difference and help out the poor. Plus, I agree with re-establishing trade with the Crystal Kingdom. Ever since Princess Cadence decided to make their government a communist government, Queen Celestia and Queen Luna shut off trade with their kingdom and it's really caused them to suffer. Besides, the Celestia family has been in power for too long, it's time for a new form of government to come into play!" I shouted proudly "Traitor!" Someone shouted from the back. Everyone laughed. "Sounds like you want an overthrow of the government, or as you've previously stated, a 'peaceful revolution'." Ms. Cherilee said mockingly. "Yeah, that'd help a lot of people." I stated "People such as yourself?" She asked. "Uh, yea." I mumbled. "Very well Jake, if that's what you believe will help." She rolled her eyes. "Ok class, next subject." She turned and erased the board. "Hey, you should get up and curse her out! Call her a slut. Yeah, screw this shit Jake, just leave." "No," I whispered, "I can't do that." "You're such a pussy. Look at her, I bet she fucks her students." I laughed out loud. Ms. Cherilee was probably the hottest teacher I know, but thinking of her fucking her students was the funniest thing you'd ever thought of. "Do you find post-modernism funny Jake?" Ms. Cherilee asked, annoyed at my outbreak. "Uh, sorry, It's just the voices." I said sheepishly. "Again? Look I know you have a condition, but can't you keep it under control, or did you forget your meds?" That crossed the line. I got up, tears in my eyes, fists clenched, and left the room. "Son of a bitch, why'd she have to say that?" I thought angrily. I heard the door open, then close behind me. "Hey, wait up!" I turned around and saw Scootaloo walking towards me. "Go back, you're gonna get in trouble." I said. "Screw that bitch, I want to be with you." She said, smiling. "Don't listen to her, she's with them. She's a traitor, a liar, don't listen!" The voices were screaming in my head. "Get out of my head, get out of my head, get out get out!" I shouted repetitively. I began pacing back and forth, the voices overwhelming my thoughts. I twitched uncontrollably, and yet Scootaloo stayed. When I yelled at nothing, she stayed. When I called her a bitch, she stayed. When i began sobbing uncontrollably, she stayed. And when I began to calm down, she walked towards me, hugged me, kissed my cheek, and held me. The voices began to fade, and soon it was just me and Scootaloo. "God I love you." I said, and then immediately regretted it. "Shit sorry, way to soon, WAY to soon! Sorry!" "Jake relax!" Scoots said, gently shaking me. "Well we've only been dating for 2 days and I just said I love you." "Yes, but we've known each other for 5 years." She replied. "But we've mainly only hung out at school or the mall, but never at each others houses, hell I've never even met your folks and you don't want to meet my mom and-" I said, rambling on. "Relax," She said, interrupting me. "I love you too." I instantly relaxed, filled with happiness. "Speaking of my folks, wanna meet them today?" "I can't, i gotta watch over my mum, sorry." I answered sadly. "Oh, maybe tomorrow then?" She asked hopefully "If my moms not stone cold drunk." We both laughed and looked at each other. I leaned in to kiss her, and then the bell went off startling me. Kids poured into the halls, surrounding us. "Walk me to class?" I asked. "Sure." She replied, and she reached down and grabbed my hand. "Oh, duh, I just remembered me and the other cutie-mark-crusaders are gonna be thinking of ways to get our cutie marks today, so we couldn't hang out anyway." She said, looking relieved. "Ok, what the FUCK is a cutie-mark?" I asked, puzzled. "It's just a code-name we have for our talents. We try to find one thing that we're really good at, you know, for like hobbies or careers." She answered. "And what did you mean by I had to be a 'filly' to join?" I asked, intrigued. "Oh, that's an inside joke me and Apple Bloom made up. A filly is a young female horse, so we think of ourselves as fillies. It's sorta a silly thing now that I think about it." "That explains SO much. Oh look, we're here." I said as we arrived Orange Glow's classroom. Orange Glow is probably the creepiest teacher I've ever met. He has a deep voice and has bags under his eyes as though he doesn't get enough sleep. He looks like a serial killer. "Allright, bye." I leaned and kissed her on the cheek and headed into class. I dozed off through most of his class and decided to skip gym. Scootaloo would wonder where I was, so I made a mental note to send her a text explaining where I was. I decided to walk home since I was skipping gym, that way i wouldn't cross paths with Featherweight. I walked home slowly, enjoying the sun on my skin. A breeze rolled in and I shivered. I kept walking until I reached my apartment complex. I opened the door and a waft of smoke flew through the opening, "Oh no, I thought mom quit smoking." I said with a grimace. I hate the smell of cigarettes. I entered the room and closed the door behind me. I saw my mom in the kitchen, bending over, searching through the cabinets, muttering to herself. She had a bottle of jack in her hand and she picked up a Tupperware container and placed it on the counter. She turned around and saw me. "Oh hey sweetie, you're home early." "yeah, school let out early." I lied. "Hey why are you smoking, I thought you quit?" She took the cigarette out of her mouth and walked over to the sink. She turned on the water and placed the cig under the water, extinguishing it. "Sorry, I was depressed." She said, turning off the water and then throwing the butt in the trash. She had a sort of glazed look in her eyes, and I could tell she'd been drinking for awhile. She hiccuped and took a swig from her bottle. I walked over to the cabinet to take my afternoon meds, but when I looked through the medicine bottles, I couldn't find mine. "Hey mom, where are my pills?" I asked, getting worried. I needed those pills, otherwise i would start seeing things. They are anti-psychosis pills that help with the voices and seeing things. I haven't seen things in a long time, thanks to the meds. "Oh those, I threw those away. You don't really need them. Besides, I don't trust the doctor that prescribed them." She slurred. "Mom, you're drunk again. You know I need those pills to help me!" I yelled. "Don't yell at me! You don't need those pills, you'll do fine without them. They are a waste of money. And I'm not dr-drunk." She hiccuped and took a big gulp from her bottle, downing the glass. I clenched my fist in anger and left to my room. I grabbed my phone and dialed the number of my psychiatrist. "Hello, this is Nurse Redheart. The Doctor is currently unavailable right now, please call back later. Goodbye." "Shit, voicemail. I was hoping to order a refill of my prescription." I said after hanging up. I placed my head in my hands and sighed. I laid back on my bed and fell asleep. I woke up 2 hours later and looked around my room. I saw a man standing in the corner, all dressed in white. He had red sunglasses on, a purple tie, and green shoes. He looked in my direction and took a step towards me. "I'm just seeing things. He's not real." I thought. I blinked, and he was gone. "Jake, Jake, Jake." The voices whispered. This could only get worse. I stepped out of my room and saw my mom sitting on the coach, smoking a cig. There was a bottle of ciroc on the table in front of her. She took a huge inhale and coughed. She then took a huge gulp of the vodka, drinking the whole bottle. "Honey, get me some more vodka. Pl-please. I need another dr-drink." She stuttered. I went over to the fridge and pulled out some apple cider and vodka. I grabbed a up from the cabinet and mixed the two drinks. "Hey, pour the glass on top of her. Grab her wallet and spend all her cash." I just ignored the voice and handed my mom the glass. "You know, I've been thinking. I realized why your father left us." She said, taking a drink from the glass. She got up and wobbled, grabbing the couch for support, and looked at me with anger in her eyes. "He left because of you. He never wanted a kid and you just had to show up, didn't you? It's all your fault you ass." Mom only cusses when she talks about dad. "I hate you. You're a family wrecker. You destroyed my love life you shit!" She threw the glass at me then grabbed me and pushed the cigarette on my arm. It burned like nothing I've ever felt. I screamed and pushed her off of me. I ran out the door, and I could hear her shouting behind me, yelling insults and obscenities. I started crying and tripped, tears clouding my vision. I took the damp part of my shirt, damp from the vodka in the glass she threw at me, and patted my burn with it. It was red and inflamed and the alcohol made it sting, but it cooled off a bit. I sat in the dirt crying, holding my shirt on my burn, and when I looked up, I saw the man in white. He frowned and held a hammer in his hand. He took of his shades and I saw that he had no eyes, just two black holes. He opened his mouth and spoke. "Go back, kill her. Take this, or better yet, kill yourself. Freak" I looked to my left and saw a black figure. It looked like a shadow and it moved swiftly. It spoke to me, sounding as if it was in my head. "You're a failure, a loser. Everyone hates you. Kill yourself." I looked to my right and saw another figure. It spoke as well. "Everyone's against you, they are all traitors. Don't listen don't listen! Run, hide!" I got up and turned around, ready to run, but when I did, three more figures were standing in front of me. The one in the middle looked just like my father from the pictures my mom has of him. HE screamed and said: "You're a bastard, I hate you!" I yelled, fear and hysteria taking control of me. Darkness began to surround me and my heart felt like it was going 100 miles a minute. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I went through the contacts and found Scoots name and i sent her a text, 'HELP ME!!!' My eyes rolled in my head and darkness enveloped me like a blanket and I fell, unconscious. Author's Note Yes, Orange Glow is a reference to my other story "Even Gods Must Work" get over it. If you can't view it, it's because it's mature (like most of my stories.) DetoxNoise, that's all I heard when I woke up. The noise was deafening and it surrounded my entire being. I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like they were glued shut. "Where am I?" I asked, my voice sounding like I was speaking into a jar. The noise continued, but suddenly, a bright light shined in my face. The noise lessened and I began to hear voices, as though people were speaking from far away. "Put some on his legs and get an I.V. in him." I couldn't tell who or what it was that was speaking, but the voice seemed urgent. I felt a sharp prick in my left arm and felt someone pressing objects on my chest and legs. I tried again to open my eyes, and they did, gradually, and as they opened, bright light splashed across them like an ocean wave. I reached towards my face with my arm to shield my eyes and it stopped, being held by something. I tugged a little harder and I felt a hand on my arm. "Don't yank your arm, you'll pull the cords out." I turned to the voice and saw a man dressed in royal blue scrubs. I look around my environment and notice that I'm in an ambulance. Scootaloo is sitting to my left, her face in her hands. I look back to the man in scrubs, and in a flash, the man turned into the man in white. He looked directly at me, and then makes a slicing motion across his neck with his finger. I blink and he was gone, replaced by the man in scrubs. I was terrified, but to tired to show it, or do anything about it. I turned to my left and that's when Scootaloo yells. "Holy shit! You're awake!" I look at her and see tears dripping down her face. I try to speak again, but it comes out like a mumble. "Mmf!" She strokes and kisses my forehead. "I got your text and went looking for you. When I found you, you were having like a seizure, so I panicked." Scootaloo spoke. The paramedic then turned and faced me. "I'm gonna ask you some questions, shake your head once for yes, twice for no. Ok?" I shook my head. "Good, do you faint frequently?" I shook my head. "Ok, do you have narcolepsy?" I shook my head twice. "Ok, is this your first seizure?" I shook my head once. "Ok, we're almost at the hospital so don't worry." The paramedic said, jotting down some notes on a clipboard. I leaned back further on the gurney, just enjoying the ride. It was quiet, but the voices like quiet. "Pull the I.V. out of your arm Jake." I heard the voice to my left, so I looked and that's when I saw the man in white, his red sunglasses gleaming in the light. In his hand was a pair of scissors. His mouth moved and the words seemed to come from inside my head. "Cut it, cut the cord Jake." I reached forward, and then the ambulance jolted to a halt. The man in white turned into a puff of smoke and moved in my direction. I gasped and inhaled it. I began to cough and my eyes watered. They pulled the gurney out of the ambulance and rushed me inside. I heard Scootaloo behind me telling me she'd meet me in the room. I saw tons of patients in their rooms and tons of nurses wandering the halls. I heard various things like people crying or yelling. Everything else was pretty basic. The doctor re-informed me that I was a Paranoid Schizophrenic with visual and auditory hallucinations. He also informed me that the sudden absence of my meds is what triggered my panic attack and seizure. I did not mention the episode with my mother and when they asked me for my information I filed everything under my mother's name. I, however, did not provide them with her number. The doctor left me with a prescription on the counter for me to get some new meds. When the doctor and nurses finally left me alone, I told her everything that happened with me and my mother. I cried and she held me. I leaned in and kissed her, with no distractions to interrupt us. I felt something against my push against my lips and realized it was Scoot's tongue. I opened my mouth, allowing her to explore. I took my hand and pushed her hair behind her ears. I took my other hand and felt down her back. She moaned and we both pushed away from each other. I guess I'm a better kisser than I thought. "Woah, uh, haha, Let's get out of here. The doctor has all my mother's information so they can bill her, and there's no way in Hell that she's gonna pick me up. What about your folks? Do they know where you are?" I asked. "My mum and dad think I'm still with the Cutie-Mark-Crusaders." She says. "I left telling them I was gonna go find you, but it's 11:40 now so I doubt that their still up. We do still have school tomorrow, unless you forgot!" She says jokingly. "Let's just go to your clubhouse and sleep their, hows that?" I asked "Sure, but let's leave quickly." She turns and grabs my arm and we rush out the room. We turn a right at the end of the hall and find an elevator. I reach down and grab Scootaloo's hand and she looks at me and smiles. "Thanks for getting me Scoot." I said, my face getting red. "Of course, I mean, I love you Jake." The elevator door opens and we step inside, pressing the first floor button. The door closes and the elevator lowers. When it reaches the bottom floor and the door opens, we rush out and sprint through the exit. The parking lot is filled with cars, yet we ignore them all as we make our way across it to the road. We cross streets and lawns and make our way to Applejack's farm. We find the clubhouse and walk inside. There are pictures of almost everyone in town and a lot of pictures of our coach Dash. There are 3 bean bags and a table and near the table there are some purple capes with a little pony on each of them and the letters C, M, C in bold. "Woah, this is a neat place." I say, bewildered. "Yeah, don't tell Sweetie Belle or Apple Bloom I let you in here, Ok? Were just here for the night." She jumps onto a beanbag and gets comfy. I get onto the beanbag with her and we stare at each other. She leans in and kisses me and all I want is to make her happy. And we kiss and cuddle and then the voices come into play. "She's a traitor. She's with them." I push her away. "You're with them aren't you?!" I yell, demanding an answer. "Jake it's the voices, you need to ignore them." Scoots tries to speak but I don't listen. "Run Jake, run away." And I do. I turn out the door and run down the ramp. I hear Scootaloo's shouts behind me but I don't listen. I know she's evil, she's always been. The voices speak truth. I run until I come unto a restaurant and then I hear a familiar voice. "Look Snips, it's the freak. Go grab Snails." I shake my head in disbelief. Then, the voices take control of my mouth, speaking for me. "HEY FEATHERWEIGHT, CUT THE SHIT. I'M GONNA BEAT YOUR BITCH ASS!" I reach down and grab a rock. I chuck it and it hits snips in the shoulder. "You're dead!!" He says and rushes towards me. "BRING IT ON DUMBASS!" Snails sees Snips running and does the same. Snips throws himself at me and I dodge but then Snails jumps too and begins brutally punching me. Featherweight takes out his phone and begins taking pictures. My mouth begins bleeding and I spit blood. They get up and walk away and I get up and run towards Featherweight and tackle him. The voices begin speaking in my head, yelling, telling me to do horrible things. I kick and punch and spit on him and then I run away, not looking back. I run to a pharmacy and hand the pharmacist the paper and he goes behind the counter looking for some meds. I shake my head, and when the pharmacist comes back with my medicine, I leave the store and walk home, awaiting the next day.
Asking Her OutNervous, that's how I felt as I made my way slowly towards the only girl I've ever had a crush on; Scootaloo. I've had a crush on her since I first met her in school. Whenever I'm near her I get a feeling of happiness and trust and well, love. First, let me tell you a little about myself, I'm younger than Scootaloo by about a year. I'm 13 and she's 14. My name is Turner, Jake Turner. I'm funny, at least I think so, and i have a natural talent at video games . I'm good at sports, and I'm really good at doing tricks on my bike and riding it and stuff. I'm also schizophrenic. I hear things, sometimes good, sometimes bad, but It's been like that since I was 7. I take medicine, and it helps but it makes me feel like there's something wrong with me, like I'm 'broke'. The kids at school have mad fun of me for a long time because I talk to myself a lot. Sometimes I yell out loud at random objects and the kids will see me and call me names. I get beat up a lot at school because I scare the kids. It really hurts my feelings, I just wish they would listen and try to understand. Scootaloo was the only one who ever stood up for me, she was there whenever I got beat up or whenever the other kids would make fun of me. She actually listened when I explained my odd behavior and would be empathetic towards my feelings. She never got scared when I would yell at the voices or talk to myself. The only time she seem truly nervous was when the voices began talking to me all at once, and I would stay in the courtyard talking feverishly to myself, trying to calm the people in my head. But even with all my imperfections, she still stayed with me, always helping when I needed a friend. So it was today that I decided to confess my feelings towards her and ask her out. I was walking towards her, feeling nervous, and getting really sweaty. She was talking to Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, thinking up new ideas to get their cutie marks. I asked if I could join once, but she said it was only for fillies without their cutie marks. I have no idea what she meant by that, and I don't know what a 'cutie-mark' is. Must be an inside joke. “How about we try programming?” said Sweetie Belle. “No, we tried that last week, and It's WAY too complicated.” Apple Bloom replied. “Yea, but I think I almost got the hang of it.” “How about we try piano tuning?” Asked Scootaloo. “We've never tried that before.” “Sure, lets meet up at the clubhouse tomorrow.” “OK! It's a plan.” Said Sweetie Belle. “Allright, I gotta go. See you then!” Scootaloo said. She turned around and bumped into me. “Oh, I-I'm sorry Scootaloo, I didn't mean to bang into you, but I needed to ask you a question.” I said, feeling extremely nervous. It was now or never. Time seemed to stand still and everything was quiet, even the voices were being quiet. “Sure shoot, but be quick about it, I gotta be home by 5:00” Scootaloo said. “Uh well Scoots, um uh, well I uh...would. You. Go out. With me. I've had a crush on you for like 3 years, andyou'rejustthemostamazinggirlandIreallylikeyou, but you probably don't like me and that's ok I understand so never mind this was stupid, I'll just leave, goodbye.” I turned around to leave and felt a hand on my shoulder. “Hey wait up! Don't leave, It's ok. I like you too, A LOT. And uh I'm glad you asked because I've had feelings for you for a while, but I didn't know you felt the same way.” Scootaloo stated, smiling sheepishly. “Really, you do?! This went way better then expected. So uh, I don't really know how this works, are we like, boyfriend and girlfriend now?” I asked, wanting to jump in joy and scream. “Well I guess so Jake, I think that's how it goes. Hey wanna walk home with me? We can tell my parents the good news when we get home.” “Uh, sure, I'd like that. But let me go get my stuff from my gym locker.” I told Scootaloo. “Sure but be quick, remember I gotta be home soon.” Scootaloo replied. I turned around and ran down the corridor, taking a left at the corner, and opened the gym door. And that's when I saw him, Featherweight, the biggest bully in school. He was also the strongest kid in school. He and his two goons, Snips and Snails, have beaten me up and harassed me for as long as I've known them. And lo and behold, there he was blocking the path to the gym locker room. I was just gonna leave and tell Scoots that I'd get my stuff later, but when I turned around I saw Snips and Snails were blocking the exit. “Uh hey guys, could you uh please move out of the way so I could leave?” I asked hopefully. “Nah, we're pretty happy right where we are, aren't we Snails?” Snips said, grinning stupidly. I had to get out of here before things got bad. And that's when the voices started getting talking to me. “Hey listen up Jake, calm them ugly names, say they need to move their asses out of the way or you're gonna beat the living hell out of them. Come on, you can take them.” “No I don't want to do that, don't you know what happened the last time I tried to fight them, I woke up in a ditch.” I spoke. “There he goes again, talking to thin air,” Featherweight said. “You ever gonna act like a normal human Turner? Or do I need to beat some sense into you again?” Featherweight grinned. He might not be good when it came to schoolwork, but there was one thing Featherweight was good in, and that was anything that involved brute strength. “Haha yea Turner, are you gonna act like a normal human Turner?” Snips repeated. “Yea or do we need to give you the 'specialty' again?” Chimed in Snails. “Uh that won't be necessary fellas, I'm just heading out, so let's just act like this never meeting never happened and we can get on with our lives.” “That's just like you Jake, running away, what would Scootaloo say? She'd probably be like 'OMC what a loser, I can't believe I ever had feelings for a wimp like you.' Fight them, beat them till they run home crying.” “No way am I fighting these losers again, no thank you.” I replied angrily. Sometimes the voices can be pretty stupid. “Huh, who the fuck are you calling losers Turner. That's it, you creep me out you little freak.” Featherweight started walking towards me and I panicked and that's when I blacked out. When I woke up I saw Scootaloo looking down at me, smiling sadly. “Hey, you ok boyfriend?” She said. “You took a long time so I walked down here wondering what was taking you so long and that's when I saw Featherweight and his goons laughing and giving each other high-fives so I knew something bad must've happened to you. I ran in here and saw you on the floor so I thought maybe they beat you up again.” “No, not this time, I passed out before they did anything.” I looked down in embarrassment. “Hey that's ok sweetheart. Come on, let me help you up.” Scootaloo grabbed my hand and then pulled me up on my feet. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 4:45. “Oh no, It's almost 5, and it takes like 30 minutes to get to your house from here, you're gonna be late. I'm sorry.” I said feeling upset that I made her late. “Don't worry we can explain the situation to my family, they'll understand. OMC I can't wait for you to meet my family and tell them that we're dating!” Scootaloo squealed in joy. “Come on Jake, lets get going.” We exited the gym and walked out of the school, hand in hand, and I began to sweat up a storm in anticipation of meeting her folks. Author's Note My first SFW story and my first story with chapters! please be kind if that's ok. If i offended anyone with schizophrenia i apologize. I know some people that have it and i tried my best to understand what it was like.
The Next EventsWalking, I always hated walking, it gave the voices time to fester in my head. Yet I continued to walk, hand-in-hand with my now girlfriend Scootaloo. This time though, the voices stayed at bay as though they understood this was a moment, a good moment, that was not meant to be disturbed. I glanced to my left, 'just to be sure' I thought. Yep, she was still there, it hadn't been a dream. She was still chatting about her dream to fly a plane. I stared at her, loving how her purple hair, which always looked so well done, flowed in the wind, ruining the hard work she had spent on it. "Don't you think that'd be cool?" She asked, interrupting your thoughts. "Well, don't you?" She persisted. "Uh, don't I think what would be cool?" I asked. "Ugh you weren't even listening. I said, wouldn't it be cool to be the first person to do a solo flight across Equestria?" She said, seriously invested in this conversation. It was cute. "Uh yeah, I think that'd be awesome, especially if it was you Scoots." I said. "Don't be ridiculous Jake, I'm too much of a chicken." She laughed. "Hey, is that your place up ahead?" I pointed towards a big burgundy house down the road. "Yeah, that's it. I hope they're not out looking for me, It's already 5:45. I was supposed to be home 45 minutes ago!" She sighed. Somehow just seeing her upset pained me. When we reached the building, she opened inside and looked around. "Huh, no ones home. Well, you can meet them tomorrow, that is, if you feel like walking me home again." "Of course," I said. "Isn't that what couples do? Anyways, i gotta go. See you tomorrow." "Wait, aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?" She asked. "Isn't that what couples do?" "Oh yea, I guess they do." I said nervously. The only person I'd ever kissed was my mom. I leaned in to kiss her, and tripped over my shoelace. My forehead smacked right into her nose. "God," I thought. "I'm such a klutz." "Yeah, no kidding, you're a fucking disaster." "Shut up." I yelled. "Huh?" Scootaloo said, perplexed. "Never mind, sorry I tripped, can we try that again?" I asked hopefully. "Sure." I leaned in to kiss her, and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Uh, how was that?" I asked. "Horrible, come on, like this." Scootaloo said, and she leaned in and our lips embraced. This lasted a full minute until we broke-off. "Uh, that was awesome, but i gotta go. See you tomorrow." And with that I turned around and walked away. "You're being followed" I glanced over my shoulder. No one there. "You're being followed and they're going to hurt you." I quickly turned "Who's there?!" I yelled. No answer. "You're being watched, they're watching us! Run, RUN!" I turned around and ran, paranoia sweeping through me. The voices could be lying, but i was so sure that something was following me. When i got home, I unlocked the door and stepped inside. My mom was passed out on the couch, her favorite mixture of vodka and apple cider on the table in front of her. Let me tell you about my family. My dad is non-existent, he abandoned me and my mom when I was three, giving my mom the sole task of raising me. My mother works at the Flim and Flam apple factory as a maintenance worker. They need a lot of those since they do everything by machine, We don't buy from them anymore though, we buy from the apple farm down the street. We live in an apartment at the edge of town, and, unfortunately, so does Featherweight and his goons. I've lived here all my life. Featherweight moved here when I was five. We used to be friends, but once he met Snips and Snails things changed. I walked past the kitchen into my room. I walked towards my shelf and picked 2 CD's at random. 'Twelfth Step' by A Perfect Oval and 'Fighting The System' by Rage Against Celestia'. Both good albums. I decided on Rage Against Celestia, popped it into my boombox and sat down on my bed. I thought back to what had happened today, me asking out Scootaloo, nearly getting beat up again, passing out. I went to the kitchen and made myself dinner, then went back to bed. The next day, my alarm went off. I got up and headed to the kitchen and went to the counter, opened my pill jar, took out my meds and swallowed them with a glass of water. My mom was still dead asleep on the coach, so i decided to make some toast since it was quiet. Once I finished eating, i grabbed my stuff and headed out the door. "You forgot something." "Shut up!" I yelled. I kept walking to school, when i heard people talking. I looked to my left and down the street I saw Featherweight, laughing along with Snips and Snails. "Ooh it's them again. You should probably leave. No he should fight them. No he should-" "Shut up," I yelled. "They don't even see me." "Hey look guys, it's the freak." "Oh no," I thought. "They definitely heard me." I turned and ran, but when I glanced behind me I noticed that they were running too, and gaining on me. "Geez these fuckers can run." I said out of breath. Suddenly I tripped, falling face first in the dirt. That's when Featherweight caught up. "Get up and fight these pricks." "No, I don't want to." I said. "There he goes again. It's a constant thing with you isn't it?" Featherweight asked antagonistically. I didn't answer. "Come on, lets beat him." Snips said. "Yeah, it'll be fun." Snails agreed. I tried to get up and run and that's when Featherweight kicked me straight in the face. I saw starts and tasted blood. Snips kicked me in the chest and I gasped, the wind knocked out of me. Snails kicked me in the crotch and I puked. "Gross. Come on, lets go to school guys." Featherweight said. I was coughing, lying on the ground in the fetal position. Featherweight took my backpack and ran off with Snips and Snails in pursuit. I lay there, mouth bleeding, face swollen, trying to catch my breath. When I did, I slowly got up, wiped the puke from my mouth, and slowly made my towards school.
"You don't need it."I ran down the sidewalk, mind racing. Thoughts poured into my brain, making it hard to focus. "Son of a bitch, if I'm late again I swear to Celestia! Ms. Cherilee is gonna be so pissed at me, as if she doesn't have enough reasons already." I looked up into the sky and saw the sun rising, painting the sky with glorious hues of yellow and red. Seeing this would normally fill me with joy, but I was too stressed to feel anything other than panic. I ran past houses, cutting through yards, stepping in puddles, skin freezing in the autumn weather. "Damn, they didn't have to take my backpack this time." I thought, refering to how Featherweight and his goons brutally beat me and then made off with my stuff. I might have lost my notes, but i have a spare binder and notebook in my locker. "At least this time they didn't give me the 'specialty'. Those jerks actually gave their form of punishment a name, how cliche." I looked ahead and saw the school. My school goes from grades 6th to 12th. I'm in 9th, same as Scootaloo. Featherweight is in 10th, along with Snips and Snails. Ms. Cherilee teaches history, math, and english. Me and Scoots are both in her class together. My science teacher is Orange Glow, and Rainbow Dash (we all call her Dash) is the coach. Gym is Scoots favorite class. I swear, sometimes I think she's in love with the coach. History is my favorite subject, we're learning about how the Celestia family came into power. Celestia the Fifth is our queen now, along with her sister Luna the Fifth. Celestia the First Conquered King Sombra 450 years ago and became the ruler of Equestria as it is today. Many kingdoms popped up across the land later on as people became independent, but the Celestia family is still the ruler of all Equestria. I ran to the front door of the school and rushed inside. "Thank Celestia for air conditioning." I thought, embracing the heat like a convict embraces parole. I walked past the office and made my way upstairs. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I washed my face, cleaning the dirt and blood, then glanced through the mirror at my shirt. It's stained with mud and blood and puke. "Oh well," I think. "Not much I can do there." I exited the bathroom and headed down the hall towards my locker. I unlocked it and took my binder out from it, turned around and closed it behind me. I walk to my classroom and reach for the door and hesitate for a second, then shrug and open the door. "Uh, hey Ms. Cherilee. Sorry I'm late...again." I said pathetically. "Sorry won't cut it this time Turner, this is the 5th time this month. Care to explain?" "I uh, tripped." I said, looking down in embarrassment. "Well that explains why you look like such a mess, but then again, you always look like a mess. Now take your seat and quit wasting our time!" She exclaimed. I headed over to my desk. I could hear everyone whispering about me. "Look at him. He must have gotten beat up again. What a loser. Late again? Probably jerking off at home like a perv." I hunched forward in shame, covering my head. I felt my phone vibrate through my pocket so I took it out and checked to see who was messaging me. It was from Scootaloo. It said: 'What happened!?! You look like shit!' I looked up and saw her staring at me intently. I shook my head and mouthed 'later'. She rolled her eyes and smiled. I turned my head and listened to Ms. Cherilee, taking notes as she spoke. "And that's where Chrysalis comes into play. She has been trying to get our absolute hereditary monarchy to become an elective monarchy. She plans on becoming elected as queen and helping workers, middle, and upper class citizens. While Celestia and Luna mainly support upper class citizens, unlike the communist government in the Crystal Kingdom governed by Princess Cadence and Prince Armor, Chrysalis plans on cutting off all taxes to the lower class, effectively eradicating it so that everyone is upper class. She also plans on re-establishing trade with the Crystal Kingdom, ending the 5 year embargo. Chrysalis fully agrees with Princess Cadences decision to equally distribute money in her kingdom, ridding of classes. What is your opinion class?" I raised my hand. "Jake, we already know your opinion on this subject." She stated. "But hear me out, Chrysalis could really help change this country. She would make such a difference and help out the poor. Plus, I agree with re-establishing trade with the Crystal Kingdom. Ever since Princess Cadence decided to make their government a communist government, Queen Celestia and Queen Luna shut off trade with their kingdom and it's really caused them to suffer. Besides, the Celestia family has been in power for too long, it's time for a new form of government to come into play!" I shouted proudly "Traitor!" Someone shouted from the back. Everyone laughed. "Sounds like you want an overthrow of the government, or as you've previously stated, a 'peaceful revolution'." Ms. Cherilee said mockingly. "Yeah, that'd help a lot of people." I stated "People such as yourself?" She asked. "Uh, yea." I mumbled. "Very well Jake, if that's what you believe will help." She rolled her eyes. "Ok class, next subject." She turned and erased the board. "Hey, you should get up and curse her out! Call her a slut. Yeah, screw this shit Jake, just leave." "No," I whispered, "I can't do that." "You're such a pussy. Look at her, I bet she fucks her students." I laughed out loud. Ms. Cherilee was probably the hottest teacher I know, but thinking of her fucking her students was the funniest thing you'd ever thought of. "Do you find post-modernism funny Jake?" Ms. Cherilee asked, annoyed at my outbreak. "Uh, sorry, It's just the voices." I said sheepishly. "Again? Look I know you have a condition, but can't you keep it under control, or did you forget your meds?" That crossed the line. I got up, tears in my eyes, fists clenched, and left the room. "Son of a bitch, why'd she have to say that?" I thought angrily. I heard the door open, then close behind me. "Hey, wait up!" I turned around and saw Scootaloo walking towards me. "Go back, you're gonna get in trouble." I said. "Screw that bitch, I want to be with you." She said, smiling. "Don't listen to her, she's with them. She's a traitor, a liar, don't listen!" The voices were screaming in my head. "Get out of my head, get out of my head, get out get out!" I shouted repetitively. I began pacing back and forth, the voices overwhelming my thoughts. I twitched uncontrollably, and yet Scootaloo stayed. When I yelled at nothing, she stayed. When I called her a bitch, she stayed. When i began sobbing uncontrollably, she stayed. And when I began to calm down, she walked towards me, hugged me, kissed my cheek, and held me. The voices began to fade, and soon it was just me and Scootaloo. "God I love you." I said, and then immediately regretted it. "Shit sorry, way to soon, WAY to soon! Sorry!" "Jake relax!" Scoots said, gently shaking me. "Well we've only been dating for 2 days and I just said I love you." "Yes, but we've known each other for 5 years." She replied. "But we've mainly only hung out at school or the mall, but never at each others houses, hell I've never even met your folks and you don't want to meet my mom and-" I said, rambling on. "Relax," She said, interrupting me. "I love you too." I instantly relaxed, filled with happiness. "Speaking of my folks, wanna meet them today?" "I can't, i gotta watch over my mum, sorry." I answered sadly. "Oh, maybe tomorrow then?" She asked hopefully "If my moms not stone cold drunk." We both laughed and looked at each other. I leaned in to kiss her, and then the bell went off startling me. Kids poured into the halls, surrounding us. "Walk me to class?" I asked. "Sure." She replied, and she reached down and grabbed my hand. "Oh, duh, I just remembered me and the other cutie-mark-crusaders are gonna be thinking of ways to get our cutie marks today, so we couldn't hang out anyway." She said, looking relieved. "Ok, what the FUCK is a cutie-mark?" I asked, puzzled. "It's just a code-name we have for our talents. We try to find one thing that we're really good at, you know, for like hobbies or careers." She answered. "And what did you mean by I had to be a 'filly' to join?" I asked, intrigued. "Oh, that's an inside joke me and Apple Bloom made up. A filly is a young female horse, so we think of ourselves as fillies. It's sorta a silly thing now that I think about it." "That explains SO much. Oh look, we're here." I said as we arrived Orange Glow's classroom. Orange Glow is probably the creepiest teacher I've ever met. He has a deep voice and has bags under his eyes as though he doesn't get enough sleep. He looks like a serial killer. "Allright, bye." I leaned and kissed her on the cheek and headed into class. I dozed off through most of his class and decided to skip gym. Scootaloo would wonder where I was, so I made a mental note to send her a text explaining where I was. I decided to walk home since I was skipping gym, that way i wouldn't cross paths with Featherweight. I walked home slowly, enjoying the sun on my skin. A breeze rolled in and I shivered. I kept walking until I reached my apartment complex. I opened the door and a waft of smoke flew through the opening, "Oh no, I thought mom quit smoking." I said with a grimace. I hate the smell of cigarettes. I entered the room and closed the door behind me. I saw my mom in the kitchen, bending over, searching through the cabinets, muttering to herself. She had a bottle of jack in her hand and she picked up a Tupperware container and placed it on the counter. She turned around and saw me. "Oh hey sweetie, you're home early." "yeah, school let out early." I lied. "Hey why are you smoking, I thought you quit?" She took the cigarette out of her mouth and walked over to the sink. She turned on the water and placed the cig under the water, extinguishing it. "Sorry, I was depressed." She said, turning off the water and then throwing the butt in the trash. She had a sort of glazed look in her eyes, and I could tell she'd been drinking for awhile. She hiccuped and took a swig from her bottle. I walked over to the cabinet to take my afternoon meds, but when I looked through the medicine bottles, I couldn't find mine. "Hey mom, where are my pills?" I asked, getting worried. I needed those pills, otherwise i would start seeing things. They are anti-psychosis pills that help with the voices and seeing things. I haven't seen things in a long time, thanks to the meds. "Oh those, I threw those away. You don't really need them. Besides, I don't trust the doctor that prescribed them." She slurred. "Mom, you're drunk again. You know I need those pills to help me!" I yelled. "Don't yell at me! You don't need those pills, you'll do fine without them. They are a waste of money. And I'm not dr-drunk." She hiccuped and took a big gulp from her bottle, downing the glass. I clenched my fist in anger and left to my room. I grabbed my phone and dialed the number of my psychiatrist. "Hello, this is Nurse Redheart. The Doctor is currently unavailable right now, please call back later. Goodbye." "Shit, voicemail. I was hoping to order a refill of my prescription." I said after hanging up. I placed my head in my hands and sighed. I laid back on my bed and fell asleep. I woke up 2 hours later and looked around my room. I saw a man standing in the corner, all dressed in white. He had red sunglasses on, a purple tie, and green shoes. He looked in my direction and took a step towards me. "I'm just seeing things. He's not real." I thought. I blinked, and he was gone. "Jake, Jake, Jake." The voices whispered. This could only get worse. I stepped out of my room and saw my mom sitting on the coach, smoking a cig. There was a bottle of ciroc on the table in front of her. She took a huge inhale and coughed. She then took a huge gulp of the vodka, drinking the whole bottle. "Honey, get me some more vodka. Pl-please. I need another dr-drink." She stuttered. I went over to the fridge and pulled out some apple cider and vodka. I grabbed a up from the cabinet and mixed the two drinks. "Hey, pour the glass on top of her. Grab her wallet and spend all her cash." I just ignored the voice and handed my mom the glass. "You know, I've been thinking. I realized why your father left us." She said, taking a drink from the glass. She got up and wobbled, grabbing the couch for support, and looked at me with anger in her eyes. "He left because of you. He never wanted a kid and you just had to show up, didn't you? It's all your fault you ass." Mom only cusses when she talks about dad. "I hate you. You're a family wrecker. You destroyed my love life you shit!" She threw the glass at me then grabbed me and pushed the cigarette on my arm. It burned like nothing I've ever felt. I screamed and pushed her off of me. I ran out the door, and I could hear her shouting behind me, yelling insults and obscenities. I started crying and tripped, tears clouding my vision. I took the damp part of my shirt, damp from the vodka in the glass she threw at me, and patted my burn with it. It was red and inflamed and the alcohol made it sting, but it cooled off a bit. I sat in the dirt crying, holding my shirt on my burn, and when I looked up, I saw the man in white. He frowned and held a hammer in his hand. He took of his shades and I saw that he had no eyes, just two black holes. He opened his mouth and spoke. "Go back, kill her. Take this, or better yet, kill yourself. Freak" I looked to my left and saw a black figure. It looked like a shadow and it moved swiftly. It spoke to me, sounding as if it was in my head. "You're a failure, a loser. Everyone hates you. Kill yourself." I looked to my right and saw another figure. It spoke as well. "Everyone's against you, they are all traitors. Don't listen don't listen! Run, hide!" I got up and turned around, ready to run, but when I did, three more figures were standing in front of me. The one in the middle looked just like my father from the pictures my mom has of him. HE screamed and said: "You're a bastard, I hate you!" I yelled, fear and hysteria taking control of me. Darkness began to surround me and my heart felt like it was going 100 miles a minute. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I went through the contacts and found Scoots name and i sent her a text, 'HELP ME!!!' My eyes rolled in my head and darkness enveloped me like a blanket and I fell, unconscious. Author's Note Yes, Orange Glow is a reference to my other story "Even Gods Must Work" get over it. If you can't view it, it's because it's mature (like most of my stories.)
DetoxNoise, that's all I heard when I woke up. The noise was deafening and it surrounded my entire being. I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like they were glued shut. "Where am I?" I asked, my voice sounding like I was speaking into a jar. The noise continued, but suddenly, a bright light shined in my face. The noise lessened and I began to hear voices, as though people were speaking from far away. "Put some on his legs and get an I.V. in him." I couldn't tell who or what it was that was speaking, but the voice seemed urgent. I felt a sharp prick in my left arm and felt someone pressing objects on my chest and legs. I tried again to open my eyes, and they did, gradually, and as they opened, bright light splashed across them like an ocean wave. I reached towards my face with my arm to shield my eyes and it stopped, being held by something. I tugged a little harder and I felt a hand on my arm. "Don't yank your arm, you'll pull the cords out." I turned to the voice and saw a man dressed in royal blue scrubs. I look around my environment and notice that I'm in an ambulance. Scootaloo is sitting to my left, her face in her hands. I look back to the man in scrubs, and in a flash, the man turned into the man in white. He looked directly at me, and then makes a slicing motion across his neck with his finger. I blink and he was gone, replaced by the man in scrubs. I was terrified, but to tired to show it, or do anything about it. I turned to my left and that's when Scootaloo yells. "Holy shit! You're awake!" I look at her and see tears dripping down her face. I try to speak again, but it comes out like a mumble. "Mmf!" She strokes and kisses my forehead. "I got your text and went looking for you. When I found you, you were having like a seizure, so I panicked." Scootaloo spoke. The paramedic then turned and faced me. "I'm gonna ask you some questions, shake your head once for yes, twice for no. Ok?" I shook my head. "Good, do you faint frequently?" I shook my head. "Ok, do you have narcolepsy?" I shook my head twice. "Ok, is this your first seizure?" I shook my head once. "Ok, we're almost at the hospital so don't worry." The paramedic said, jotting down some notes on a clipboard. I leaned back further on the gurney, just enjoying the ride. It was quiet, but the voices like quiet. "Pull the I.V. out of your arm Jake." I heard the voice to my left, so I looked and that's when I saw the man in white, his red sunglasses gleaming in the light. In his hand was a pair of scissors. His mouth moved and the words seemed to come from inside my head. "Cut it, cut the cord Jake." I reached forward, and then the ambulance jolted to a halt. The man in white turned into a puff of smoke and moved in my direction. I gasped and inhaled it. I began to cough and my eyes watered. They pulled the gurney out of the ambulance and rushed me inside. I heard Scootaloo behind me telling me she'd meet me in the room. I saw tons of patients in their rooms and tons of nurses wandering the halls. I heard various things like people crying or yelling. Everything else was pretty basic. The doctor re-informed me that I was a Paranoid Schizophrenic with visual and auditory hallucinations. He also informed me that the sudden absence of my meds is what triggered my panic attack and seizure. I did not mention the episode with my mother and when they asked me for my information I filed everything under my mother's name. I, however, did not provide them with her number. The doctor left me with a prescription on the counter for me to get some new meds. When the doctor and nurses finally left me alone, I told her everything that happened with me and my mother. I cried and she held me. I leaned in and kissed her, with no distractions to interrupt us. I felt something against my push against my lips and realized it was Scoot's tongue. I opened my mouth, allowing her to explore. I took my hand and pushed her hair behind her ears. I took my other hand and felt down her back. She moaned and we both pushed away from each other. I guess I'm a better kisser than I thought. "Woah, uh, haha, Let's get out of here. The doctor has all my mother's information so they can bill her, and there's no way in Hell that she's gonna pick me up. What about your folks? Do they know where you are?" I asked. "My mum and dad think I'm still with the Cutie-Mark-Crusaders." She says. "I left telling them I was gonna go find you, but it's 11:40 now so I doubt that their still up. We do still have school tomorrow, unless you forgot!" She says jokingly. "Let's just go to your clubhouse and sleep their, hows that?" I asked "Sure, but let's leave quickly." She turns and grabs my arm and we rush out the room. We turn a right at the end of the hall and find an elevator. I reach down and grab Scootaloo's hand and she looks at me and smiles. "Thanks for getting me Scoot." I said, my face getting red. "Of course, I mean, I love you Jake." The elevator door opens and we step inside, pressing the first floor button. The door closes and the elevator lowers. When it reaches the bottom floor and the door opens, we rush out and sprint through the exit. The parking lot is filled with cars, yet we ignore them all as we make our way across it to the road. We cross streets and lawns and make our way to Applejack's farm. We find the clubhouse and walk inside. There are pictures of almost everyone in town and a lot of pictures of our coach Dash. There are 3 bean bags and a table and near the table there are some purple capes with a little pony on each of them and the letters C, M, C in bold. "Woah, this is a neat place." I say, bewildered. "Yeah, don't tell Sweetie Belle or Apple Bloom I let you in here, Ok? Were just here for the night." She jumps onto a beanbag and gets comfy. I get onto the beanbag with her and we stare at each other. She leans in and kisses me and all I want is to make her happy. And we kiss and cuddle and then the voices come into play. "She's a traitor. She's with them." I push her away. "You're with them aren't you?!" I yell, demanding an answer. "Jake it's the voices, you need to ignore them." Scoots tries to speak but I don't listen. "Run Jake, run away." And I do. I turn out the door and run down the ramp. I hear Scootaloo's shouts behind me but I don't listen. I know she's evil, she's always been. The voices speak truth. I run until I come unto a restaurant and then I hear a familiar voice. "Look Snips, it's the freak. Go grab Snails." I shake my head in disbelief. Then, the voices take control of my mouth, speaking for me. "HEY FEATHERWEIGHT, CUT THE SHIT. I'M GONNA BEAT YOUR BITCH ASS!" I reach down and grab a rock. I chuck it and it hits snips in the shoulder. "You're dead!!" He says and rushes towards me. "BRING IT ON DUMBASS!" Snails sees Snips running and does the same. Snips throws himself at me and I dodge but then Snails jumps too and begins brutally punching me. Featherweight takes out his phone and begins taking pictures. My mouth begins bleeding and I spit blood. They get up and walk away and I get up and run towards Featherweight and tackle him. The voices begin speaking in my head, yelling, telling me to do horrible things. I kick and punch and spit on him and then I run away, not looking back. I run to a pharmacy and hand the pharmacist the paper and he goes behind the counter looking for some meds. I shake my head, and when the pharmacist comes back with my medicine, I leave the store and walk home, awaiting the next day.
