Done With You
by ShowShine
First published
When Filthy Rich finally has enough, he divorces Spoiled
When Spoiled Rich takes her abuse too far, Filthy Rich divorces her and puts himself out there
This story contains child abuse
We’re Done
Filthy Rich sat in his office, reading over some papers. He picked up his pen with his mouth, writing something down. He spun around on his chair, looked at his calendar. He spun back around and pressed the intercom button on his desk.
“Amethyst, can you please set my meeting with Fancy Pants for the twenty third.” Filthy Rich said into the intercom. From the other side of the intercom, the sound of a quill on paper.
“Yes Mr Rich.” Amethyst Star answered. Filthy Rich took his hoof off of the intercom and let out a sigh, leaning into his soft cushioned chair. He looked over to the clock on his wall to see that is was 2:45. He looked at his calendar again. It was filled to the brim with meetings and interviews.
“When was the last time I took a break?” Filthy Rich asked himself. He pressed the intercom button, leaning in close to it.
“Amethyst, take the rest of the day off, we’re closing for the day.” Filthy Rich said with a smile. Their was the sound of papers shuffling and a bag being unzipped.
“Yes Mr Rich!” Amethyst Star exclaimed happy. Filthy Rich took his hoof off of the button and chuckled to himself. He got out of his chair, stretching out a bit. He looked around his office to see that it was very neat, just how he liked it.
“I’ll surprise Spoiled and Diamond Tiara. I’m never home this early.” Filthy Rich stated happily, walking out of his office. He had a large smile on his face, happy to see his family.
Filthy Rich walked down a stone path, making his way home. He had bought a house on the outskirts of Ponyville so nopony could interrupt their peace and quiet. The closest house was a ten minute walk.
“It’s great to be home.” Filthy Rich said to himself, standing in front of his door. He reached his hoof out to open the door, but froze when he heard faint yelling coming from inside. It sounded like Randolph and Spoiled arguing. Filthy Rich raised in eyebrow in confusion. Spoiled has yelled at Randolph before but he had never yelled back. Filthy Rich slowly opened the front door, peaking inside his house. The living room had books and magazines scattered all over the floor. A small wooden table had been flipped over to its side. A few feet from the table, there was a smashed glass and wine.
“This place is a mess.” Filthy Rich muttered to himself, silently closing the front door behind him. He followed the sound of yelling, walking down the hallways of his large house. Their was the sound of crying and yelling from the kitchen.
Filthy Rich’s slow walk turned into a light trot, concern washing over him. He walked into the kitchen, stopping at the entrance. Spoiled Rich stood in front of Randolph with a scowl on her face, which was red from anger. Randolph stood in a defensive pose, with a black eye and had a large bleeding cut on his cheek. Diamond Tiara laid under Randolph with a large bruise on her cheek and a bloody nose. Her tiara was broken into pieces and she sobbed into the floor, clinging onto her butlers leg.
“Mrs Rich it was an accident, you’re taking this too far!” Randolph shouted. Spoiled stomped her hoof onto the tiled floor.
“I’m not taking this too far in the slightest, she knocked over my wine glass! That was the expensive type too!” Spoiled responded angrily.
“Spoiled?” Filthy Rich asked in disbelief. Spoiled and Randolph quickly turned around in surprise. Spoiled eyes darted around for a few moments before she ran over to Filthy Rich.
“Honey, Randolph attacked me and is holding our dearest daughter hostage!” Spoiled exclaimed, wrapped her arms around her husband and leaning into his chest. Filthy Rich looked at Diamond Tiara who clung onto Randolphs leg.
“Get out.” Filthy Rich stated in a cold voice. Spoiled gave a smug smile at Randolph.
“You heard him, out!” Spoiled shouted, pointing out of the kitchen door. Randolphs ears flattened, and he slowly made his way to the door.
“Not you Randolph, you’ve been a great help and you’ll be getting a raise.” Filthy Rich said. He turned to Spoiled, pushing her off of him.
“You, get out!” Filthy Rich shouted, pointing out the kitchen door. Spoiled looked at him with wide, shocked eyes.
“Me?! What did I do wrong? If anything it was Diamond Tiara who stepped out of line!” Spoiled shouted, pointing to her cowering daughter.
“I don’t care what she did, you should never hit her. I can handle the abuse you do to me and I can handle you being a gold digger but you will never hit our daughter. Now I’m going to say it again. Get. OUT!” Filthy Rich shouted angrily, pointing to the door. Spoiled looked around in a panic, thinking of an excuse. She glared at Diamond Tiara and pointed her nose to the air, stomping out of the kitchen.
“Fine, but you’ll be hearing from my lawyers if you’re thinking about kicking me out of my house!” She shouted, stomping out of the house. The sound of front door slamming shut shook the whole house.
“Diamond Tiara, are you okay?” Filthy Rich asked in concern. Diamond Tiara ran over to him, jumping into his arms.
“I accidentally knocked over her wine and she started to hit me and....” Diamond Tiara trailed off, sobbing into her fathers chest. Filthy Rich stroked his daughters mane, trying to calm her down. He reached over to the counter and grabbed a napkin.
“Everything is going to be okay, I won’t let her hurt you again.” Filthy Rich stated, wiping the blood from Diamond Tiaras nose.
“Randolph, go get yourself cleaned up. When you’re finished I’d like to speak with you.” Filthy Rich said. Randolph nodded his head, walking out of the kitchen. Filthy Rich wiped the tears off of Diamond Tiaras face.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Filthy Rich swept through the living room, cleaning it up. He had cleaned up the broken glass and picked up the turned over table. Diamond Tiara had gotten cleaned up, ate her favorite meal for dinner, and was sent to bed.
“Mr Rich, that’s my job to clean, please sit down and let me do my job.” Randolph said, entering the living room. He had a bandage on his left cheek and an ice pack over his eye. Filthy Rich shook his head.
“You’ve been through enough today, I just need to ask you some questions.” Filthy Rich stated. Randolph nodded his head and sat down in the couch.
“How long has this been going on?” Filthy Rich asked.
“Since she was a young filly. It started off small with just a little insults but since Ms Tiara stood up to Mrs Rich, she has been getting more violent. It’s never gotten this bad before. This is the first time she’s ever hit Ms Tiara.” Randolph explained. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened.
“This has been going on for years?” Filthy Rich muttered in disbelief. Tears welled up in his eyes.
“I didn’t realize how much Spoiled was hurting her, I was so caught up in my work.” He said to himself. He shook his head.
“From now on I’ll spend less time with work and more time with my family. I just need to start dealing with Spoiled.”
Kicked Out
Filthy Rich walked around his room, picking up various items like jewelry, mare’s clothing, and perfume.
“Mr Rich, are you sure this is a good idea?” Randolph asked, holding up a garbage bag. Filthy Rich nodded his head, throwing out a pile of clothing.
“I bought Spoiled these things and now she doesn’t deserve them.” Filthy Rich stated dryly as he threw out expensive bottles of perfume. Randolph gave a worried look.
“Mr Rich, I think you should take a break. You’ve been up all night cleaning up Mrs Rich’s mess. You look exhausted.” Randolph said in concern.
“I’m not going to sleep until I make sure Diamond Tiara is safe. I’m going to go out, of Spoiled comes hit her with a broom until she leaves.” Filthy Rich ordered. Randolph nodded his head and tied up the garbage bag. Filthy Rich handed Randolph a box of matches.
“Take this out in the backyard and burn it.” He ordered. Randolph nodded his head and left the bedroom, dragging the heavy bag behind him. Filthy Rich let out a sigh and looked over at the clock on his wall. He had some work to do.
Filthy Rich walked through town, getting stares from ponies. He looked like a mess, his mane was messy, his tie was uneven, and he had heavy bags under his eyes. He never looked messy in public.
“Mr Rich, I’ve been looking all over for you.” A mares voice said. Filthy Rich turned around to see Amethyst Star walking next to him. “I showed up to work and you never showed up, is everything alright? You don’t look so good.” She asked.
“I’ll explain later.” Filthy Rich said. Amethyst Star gave look of worry.
“Where are you going?” She asked, wanting to know more of what had happened. Filthy Rich never acted like this. He was always cheerful, even during the worst days.
“I’m going to Town Hall to get divorce papers.” He stated casually. Amethyst let out a gasp of surprise.
“You’re divorcing Spoiled!?” She exclaimed in shock. A few ponies looked at them in confusion because of the sudden outburst.
“Great, now the whole town knows.” Filthy Rich muttered. Amethyst’ ears flattened.
“Let me make it up to you. I can help you get the papers while you get a little rest.” Amethyst Star suggested. Filthy Rich thought to himself for a moment. He had been up all night burning his ex wife’s stuff.
“Thank you.” Filthy Rich said, stopping in his place. Amethyst stopped walking with him and gave him a sympathetic smile.
“Mr Rich, you should go home and take a nap. I’ll come over to give you the papers.” She said. Filthy Rich gave a small smile.
“Thanks Amethyst, you’re the best assistant.” Filthy Rich thanked. Amethyst Star smiled happily and waved her boss off.
“Now go home and get some rest.” She commanded. Filthy Rich chuckled and turned around. He was looking forward to taking a nice long nap.
Filthy Rich approached his house to see Spoiled laying on the ground. Randolph stood over her, hitting her with a broom.
“If you don’t stop hitting me, you’re fired!” Spoiled exclaimed. Filthy Rich walked over to them and raised his hoof to make Randolph stop. Spoiled stood up and trotted over to Filthy Rich.
“Sweetheart our pitiful butler attacked me! Fire him this instant!” Spoiled exclaimed, hiding behind her husband. Filthy Rich shook his head and pushing her back.
“I told him to do that.” He stated. Spoiled gave him a look of surprise.
“I thought you had forgiven me. I was ready to come home and take a nap. I had to sleep in a one star motel! A rat stole my ruby necklace!” Spoiled exclaimed, trying to prove her point on how terrible she had it.
“I don’t care what type of hotel you went to, you’re not stepping a hoof in this house.” Filthy Rich stated, standing firm on his decision.
“If you’re kicking me out, I at least want my stuff back.” Spoiled said. Filthy Rich shook his head.
“I burned all of your stuff.” He stated. Spoiled eyes got wide.
“I bought all of that stuff with my money!” She shouted, her face turning red from anger.
“You bought stuff with my money.” Filthy Rich answered back. Spoiled cheeks puffed up with anger.
“I’m going back to Business Savvy!” Spoiled shouted. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened.
“I always suspected you were cheating on me but I could never figure out with who.” He said in disbelief.
“He almost makes as much as you and actually can spend time with me.” Spoiled said smugly. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened.
“I want a divorce.” Filthy stated. Spoiled let out a gasp of shock and turned her nose to the air.
“Well I didn’t love you anyway, I just wanted to be with you for the money.” Spoiled admitted. Filthy Rich let out a sigh because deep down he knew that she never truly loved him.
“Come back tomorrow at noon and we can sign the divorce papers. After that, don’t come back. I don’t want you to be near my child.” Filthy Rich said coldly. Spoiled Milk flipped her hair and turned her back.
“Fine and I’ll move to Manehatten with Business Savvy. He has his own company.” Spoiled boasted before walked off with a sly grin. Once she was out of sight, Filthy Rich let out a tired sigh.
“Are you okay Mr Rich?” Randolph asked in concerned tone. Filthy Rich sniffles and his eyes filled up with tears.
“I was a fool to think that she ever loved me.” He muttered to himself, quickly wiping the tears from his eyes. He felt so alone and broken. Randolph gave him a comforting pat on the back.
“Spoiled was a no good spacklehole. Pardon me for the dirty language.” Randolph said with a small blush. He moved his hood from his bosses back.
“I’m make you some sleepy time tea and wake you up when Ms Tiara gets home.” Randolph said before walking into the house. Filthy Rich smiled happily. Randolph was very helpful.
Filthy Rich sat on the couch next to Diamond Tiara. She had walked in not too long ago. Filthy Rich inhaled, ready to break the news to his daughter.
“I know you might not be happy about this but me and your mother are getting a divorce. She won’t be coming over or living with us.” Filthy Rich explained. Diamond Tiara eyes filled up with tears and she broke into a sob. Filthy Rich held her tightly.
“It’s going to be okay, I promise.” He reassured. Diamond Tiara let out a sniffle.
“I’m so happy!” She exclaimed, continuing to cry. That took Filthy Rich by surprise. “I don’t want to see her ever again, I just want to be with you.” Diamond Tiara said, hugging her father tightly. Filthy Rich let out a smile. Everything was going to be alright.