My Equestrian Archives Ch.9

Good Brothers

"Hey David. Are you okay?"

I looked up from my chair in the library to see Twilight looking at me with a frown on her face. I sighed.

"Its nothing Twilight." Of course, this was a lie. Something was bothering me.

Twilight trotted over to me, levitating the book I was reading away. "I'm fine Twilight," I tried to say again.

Twilight shook her head. "Ponyfeathers. You are not. Something is troubling you, and it's bothering me."

"I want to help, but I need to know to help. If you want to share that is."

I looked at her. I debated in my mind. What I had to say was deeply personal. Could I really tell her?

(A/N: Hi Everyone. Fair warning, we are about to veer into an exceedingly difficult subject matter. You have been warned.)

"I won't tell anypony," Twilight promised.

I decided and gestured her to sit in the chair next to mine. She sat; her attention focused on me.

"Twilight, what I told Rarity three weeks ago was true. I am afraid of messing up. But I am also afraid of what could happen to me. I'm afraid of Sunset hurting me."

Twilight gasped. "I mean, Sunset made her mistakes, but she would never hurt you."

Twilight then frowned. "What makes you say that?"

I looked down, focused on the hippie color design of my shorts. I decided to let the band aid off. No drawing it out.

"Twilight, I have a tough time getting close to anyone. It is a miracle that I'm close to you, and Sunset like I am. Its not just because of my fears of messing up. I had something happen to me multiple times when I was six. I keep a guard around myself to try to protect myself."

"What happened?" Twilight asked softly. I looked to her, tears forming in my eyes.

"I was molested several times. Me and my brother both were."

It was as if everything stopped. The world stood at a standstill as me and Twilight stared at each other. Twilight's eyes watered, and she flung herself at me, burying me in a hug.

For several minutes, we did not speak. We cried our hearts out. I had had many releases over the years, but this was an important one. If my future held a relationship, I had to come to terms.

Come to terms with something no one, especially kids, should ever deal with.

After a while, Twilight dried her eyes and looked at me. I had removed my glasses and was looking at her.

"This is why I'm scared. I like Sunset, Twilight. Quite a lot. But I need this. I need to talk about this."

Twilight handed me a tissue. "Do you need a therapist?"

I nodded. "It would help a lot," I admitted.

Within seconds, an appointment had been made with Doctor Hooves for five days from then. Our heads turned as Sunset, and Starlight entered the room.

Wordlessly, they walked over and joined the hug. "I knew," Sunset revealed.

I was speechless. "How?" I asked. Sunset smiled.

"When I touch someone, I can see their pasts. Do you remember it?"

I shook my head no, quickly mind you. "No. The worst of it all is that the guy was never brought to justice."

This revelation floored the three. Sunset's face contorted and turned red in anger. "WHAT?!," she exclaimed.

I nodded, looking away sadly. "My brother would not talk. And they refused to believe me because of my Autism."

Sunset pulled me into a hug. "Tirek would even be appalled at that," Starlight commented.

"I mean. Draining magic of ponies and imprisoning them is bad, but yes. That is appalling," Twilight said disgusted.

I nodded. "But hey. At least I'm on the road to healing now."

It was a while later that I found myself in my room. I had needed some time to think about things. One thing was for certain though.

Friendship is Magic.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts that for a moment, I did not hear the door open. Rarity trotted in, holding a plate of chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies.

"Darling?" she called. I turned to her and sat up, smiling.

"Hi Rarity. What's up?"

She smiled, trotting over, and handed me the plate. "Sunset thought these would help improve your mood."

I smiled. "Yeah...she's amazing."

Rarity giggled. "So, I have an idea for tomorrow that may help you. Would you like to go with me tomorrow to the Ponyville Spa?"

I gave a nod, my mouth full of cookie.

And May I say, spas are awesome.

A/N: I need to be frank here. That was a tough chapter to write. Even 20 years later, it is hard to think that something so evil happened to me and my brother. But its made worse that it was not taken seriously. We all need to do a better part in listening to the dog that howls in pain, but not loud enough that they are heard.

As to those out there that have ever had to deal with these things, I would give you all hugs if I could.

But we also must remember that the troubled times do not last. There is always someone out there that will listen. A helping hand.

There is reason to hope.

I will see you guys next time.