*Scootaloo POV*

Rumble snatched Scootaloo's other arm and flung the sleeve up on that one as well.

Cuts....... Cuts run down her arms..... They were like little reminders of tragedy..... One cut for each sad feeling...... That's how many there were.....

"R-Rumble....." Scootaloo started, taking her arms away slowly, the sleeves falling back down to her hooves.

"Scootaloo....... Y-...... You cut?" The colts face was damp with fresh raindrops and twisted with shock.

Scootaloo could feel her head nodding up and down, to signify a small yes....... She closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at the other foals face. She could feel her eyes weld with tears, although she didn't try to hide them...... What was the point? She couldn't hide them if she was trying..... Besides, he already knew.....

"But...... why.......?" His voice came out tiny and shaky. Scootaloo didn't answer.......

"WHY CELESTIA DAMN IT!?!?" Scootaloo could hear him shout. Her eyes shot open, and before her stood Rumble. His hair was soaked with rain, falling around his head. But the thing that caught her attention was his eyes........

He..... HE WAS CRYING.........

Now, not only did HE wonder why, but so did SHE. ~Why is he crying? Why does he care? Why didn't he just leave me alone? Why did he even think about this situation at all? Why isn't he running to tell the entire world?~

"I....... I........" Scootaloo shivered at the sight of the colt, her thoughts suddenly drenched of him and only him. She wasn't even concerned about her arms anymore, only him.

The colt suddenly wrapped his arms around the filly, his warmth transferring to her. It was at that moment Scootaloo sobbed into his hug, eventually hugging him back.

"I.... I don't.... I mean..... I can't......" Scootaloo stuttered.

"Shhh..... It's ok....." Rumble whispered, sending an ice cold chill up Scootaloo's spine.

"N-no...... No it's not....." Scootaloo mumbled, opening her eye's.

"Yes it is Scoot...... I understand....." Rumble said, still hugging her as if she were a baby.....

Scootaloo ripped herself out of the hug, leaving a confused Rumble behind. Her eyes turned angry.....

"WHY are you HERE Rumble?! Are you just here to leave me like everyone else?!" She snapped, causing the grey colt to flinch in shock.

"Wha..... What?"

"I shouldn't be so surprised! I mean, THAT ALWAYS HAPPENS!!! Ponies get close, and then BOOM! They're ripped away from you! Is that what you want RUMBLE?! DO YOU WANT TO GET 'CLOSE'?! DO YOU WANT ME TO HURT?! MY HEART TO SHATTER AND FALL?! LIKE IT ALREADY HAS?!?"

Rumble stared at the young mare, she was going on and on.... "But, Scoot-,"

"DO YOU WANT ME TO BE UNLOVED?! BECAUSE IF THAT'S THE TRUTH THAN....... than....." Scootaloo sobbed louder than before, her cries echoing off the buildings around them. "THAN YOU WON!!!! YOU WON!!! I..... I......." Scootaloo suddenly screamed out in anguish. Her little body threw itself to the ground.

"You won.... I am unloved.... how could anyone love me.... I'm too useless....." She whispered.

"Scootaloo you are NOT useless....."

"Yes I am!" She replied sitting up.

"No you are not!!" Rumble said a bit louder, staring into her flooded eyes.

"Than why....? Why does nopony care for me, the way that they do for others..... Why am I the only one without love......?" Scootaloo asked.

Rumble sighed, and pulled Scootaloo in for another hug. "Scootaloo don't say that, I lo...... I'm sure that someone loves you..." He mumbled.

Scootaloo couldn't help but smile at that sentence, it has been a while since she has been reassured like that.

"Thank you....." She deepened into the warm hug, as the rain fell around them.

"Now lets get you cleaned up." Rumble said, pulling away.

~*~*~*~

*Sweetie Belle POV*

"Rarity? Did you finish yet?" Sweetie asked, trotting down the white stairs.

"Er...... 5 more minutes Sweetie..... I still have to add the finishing touches....." Rarity replied, working hard on the ensemble.

Sweetie groaned. "You said that like, 5 MINUTES ago!!!!"

"Well it isn't MY fault you gave me only an hour to design, buy fabric, and complete this!" Rarity jeered, not looking up from her work for even a second.

Sweetie Belle groaned again, sitting at the bottom of the steps. Rarity ignored her sister's rudeness and continued to stitch the leather straps together.

"Isn't this your fifth date? In..... 2 days?" Rarity asked, needle in mouth.

"Well..... ya but......"

"FINISHED!!"

At that word, Sweetie FLEW from the stairs to see her sisters creation. It was going to be so spectacular!!!

AND OH, IT WAS!!!!!

It was a flowing light green dress with a brown leather belt. Perfect for a day in the park! Sweetie immediately grabbed the dress and threw it on. It looked so pretty on her! The green perfectly matched her eyes and the fabric complemented her curves very nicely.

"Rarity it's beautiful!" She squeaked, rushing towards the door.

"GET BACK HERE BY 5!!!!" Rarity called loudly, but Sweetie could barely hear her.

~*~*~*~*~

Bubbling with excitement, Sweetie made the short little journey to the park, which was big and a beautiful sight. By the time she got there though, Pip wasn't there. And as usual, Sweetie started to worry, even though the colt was always fashionably late.

~Ugh! Where is he? Did he forget? Was he kidnapped? *LE GASP!* DID HE DIE?!?! OH MY CELESTIA HE'S DEAD ISN'T HE!!! Oh jeez Sweetie...... You're as bad as Rarity....~

She had somehow managed to calm herself down, and by then Pip was already standing there.

"Hey.... Sweets" She whispered bashfully before giving him a nuzzle on the cheek. But Pip pushed her off like she was a big glob of disgusting green sludge. It was weird, but Sweetie passed it off. But, before she could say anything else, Pip interrupted her presence.

"Don't call me that...." He mumbled without so much as a sideways glance.

"What?" She giggled. "Is Sweets my nick-name only?"

Pip suddenly smirked, and stared into Sweetie's eyes. "Oh Sweetie Belle.... Did you honestly think this would last forever?"

What? What did he mean by that? Was she supposed to answer?

"Um.... Maybe?" She answered, wondering what was going on.

But Pip just guffawed at her statement, and turned away from the bench.

"Really Sweetie Belle? Do you know how popular I AM? All the girls swoon over me! And you honestly think I would settle on YOU?" He started to walk away, but Sweetie scrambled off of the bench and started after him. This was so confusing! Did she mean nothing to him?

"Wait! Where are you going?!" She called after him.

"I'm going on a date with Sunny Days!" He called back, and Sweetie Belle stopped in her tracks.

"Wait.... What?! But you're dating me!!!" Pip turned around, still smirking.

"Not anymore. I'm moving on. After all, you may be pretty, but you're just a stupid blank flank! And you don't even have any friends! Why should I date you?"

Sweetie stared at her former coltfriend, her eyes on the brim of tears. "P-please.... no....." Was all she could muster up to say until the tears rolled down her soft face, staining her dress. Pip didn't say anything, he just walked away.

Was this real? Why did it happen so quickly? Did he ever care? Why.....? Just..... WHY??

"I thought you loved me......" She mumbled, and Pip seemed to flinch a bit, but he kept on walking.

Sweetie fell to the ground in sobs. She could literally feel her heart being ripped out of her chest. She didn't even care if her dress was ruined. The only thing she could focus on was her deep sorrow....

"Sweetie Belle...? SWEETIE BELLE!!!!"

Author's Notes:

YEAH YEAH I KNOW THIS CHAPTER SUCKS!!!! But don't worry, the next chapter is going to be SOOOOOO MUCH BETTER!!!!

And I'm feeling so inspired right now, it might be out TONIGHT! But don't take it too seriously.... I'm not making any promises!