"Come now Twilight," Rarity said calmly as she did her best to pick Twilight up off the floor. "Darling come on..." she continued to whisper in her elegant voice to her friend. She picked Twilight up with her arms and magic. Twilight was then laid on her side with a pillow on her back to keep her from rolling over. Rarity blew a lock of hair out of her face, which gently draped back down.
Twilight lay, utterly passed out on her bed. Rarity stood beside her and examined Twilights new body. Greasy mane, coat hasn't been tended to in days and most of all, hundreds of tiny little holes everywhere. Trails of black from within her skin, identifying broken veins, covered her arms and legs. Twilight was deathly thin and had hardly any signs of life in her anymore.
Rarity looked to the back of Twilight's neck once she walked around the bed to adjust the pillow. This part of her was her favorite. It looked like it did before. It looked like it did before she began her experimentation with drugs. It looked the way it did when she first saw her come into her boutique. It looked the way it did back before Twilight went through the depression of losing Spike in the accident.
Rarity found out through Applejack that Twilight began taking drugs. Knowing Applejack was too busy, Fluttershy was too timid, Rainbow doesn't have the patience and Pinkie was too loud, Rarity and Applejack agreed that Rarity would check on Twilight throughout the night before they could settle on a way to make her stop.
For now, Rarity spends the night with Twilight. Not the whole night. She'd put on her favorite hat, walk to the library at 11:30 and make sure Twilight was in bed. Half the time, Twilight would be on the floor. Other times she'd be standing still, wobbling side to side deep in a high.
Soffix (Soff-exe) was a new drug. One that Twilight first found out about as she was walking outside and saw some not much younger fillies trying it. She scolded them for doing drugs; of course they told her it wasn't drugs. She took some for herself, brought it home to research it. After finding no chemicals inside that she had ever heard of, she decided to try it for herself.
Rarity saw her reflection in Twilight's mirror. She saw her messy mane and baggy eyes and let out a scoff. The white unicorn walked to the mirror and with her magic, levitated around her hair to try and fix it up even a little. She rubbed her eyes with her hoofs and muttered to herself, "how ever did I get into this..." she turned back to check on Twilight one more time. As she turned her eyes glanced over Spike's bed. It was made neatly, with a pillow and a blanket. She frowned and narrowed her eyes, "Oh Spikey Wikey..." she whispered to herself.
Upon speaking she heard Twilight groan as she shuffled around weakly. Rarity walked over to her quickly and put her hoof on the side of her head. She gently caressed the purple unicorn to calm her down. Twilight continued to groan, her hoofs slowly kicking and her eyes were squinted tight together. She whimpered and shuffles around in her bed. Rarity shushed her and whispered comforting words to her.
"Shh now Twilight it's okay, Rarity is here...you can sleep...it's alright..." she whispered in her elegant voice. Twilight slowly began to settle down. "Oh...how did it come to this, darling..." she whispered one more time. She turned and saw Twilights room. The place was a mess, along with the whole library. It was as silent as it could be. The only sound was the subtle sound of the clock ticking. No sound of Spike snoring, no tiny giggled from Twilight. Just the sound of the two unicorns breathing. Rarity repeated herself with her eyes squinted, a sullen look upon her face.
"How did it come to this..."