Chapter Nineteen (Derpy`s Point of View)

(Listen to "Leave Out All the Rest: Linkin Park)

I flew as fast as possible into my room and proceeded to sob against my pillow. I had thought I loved him, but even worse, I thought he loved me...

"Mommy...?" Dinky asked from my doorframe.

"Please... leave me alone," I cried.

"No, Mom, you`re there when I cry, I`m here when you cry." She came up and sat next to me on my bed. "What happened?"

"The Doctor... He..."

Dinky waited patiently for an answer and I began to cry harder.

"I thought he loved me... I thought I loved him... why did he lie?" I asked myself. "I thought we shared the same feelings for each other... what ever happened to him promising 'I`ll never let anything happen to you?!'"

"It`s alright, Mom, just let it out, just cry..." She patted my back and I looked up at her, wrapping a wing around her.

"I love you, Dinky... Just stay away from Doctor Whooves, okay?" I asked her, although the words hurt me to say it.

"Was he being mean to you?"

"Yes, he was..." Dinky snuggled against me, but the doorbell rang. "If that`s Sweetie Belle, let her in... I`ll only be a minute."

Dinky nodded, kissed my cheek, and shut the door behind her. Sweetie Belle`s voice rang throughout halls.

My crying picked up and I stayed like that for half an hour.

That liar, I thought to myself. That stupid, mean liar! He thinks he can cheat on me with another mare! I knew it... I knew it! My dream was right for once!

He`s probably kissing that mare right now! Not heartbroken at all!

"Miss Hooves...?" Sweetie Belle asked.

The word "Hooves", although it wasn`t the proper spelling, made my crying situation worsen.

"Sweetie Belle...?" I asked, picking up my head to look at her.

"Are you okay?"

"No, I`m not," I frowned weakly, "But you shouldn`t worry about me. Are you fillies' hungry? I should probably make some lunch, shouldn`t I? Yes, lunch would take my mind off of things." I sniffled and wiped my tears, slowly getting off of my bed. My pillow was thoroughly soaked from all of the tears I had just shed.

"Oh, hey mom, are you alright now?" Dinky asked from downstairs when she saw me coming downstairs.

I nodded solemnly and headed for the kitchen. I didn`t have the heart to bake, but it would get my mind off of things.

And I almost burnt down the kitchen... twice.

"Now, now, Ditzy, don`t burn your muffins! What`d they ever do to you?" The Doctor`s joking voice echoed in my head.

"No, don`t think about him," I swallowed back tears.

"You can always use the oven in the TARDIS, you know, you don`t have to leave and go to your house," The Doctor reminded me.

"No, stop it!" I yelled at myself, causing the girls to look up at me. "I`m alright," I promised them. "Just go back to your coloring."

"What are you drawing, Sweetie Belle?" Dinky asked.

"I`m drawing my sister, Rarity, making a dress... It`s so pretty, I wish she would let me model it in a show!" Sweetie Belle sighed happily. "What are you drawing?" Dinky moved a paper in her direction. "Who is this?"

"A big meanie head," Dinky pouted.

"Why is he mean?"

I walked over to the table.

"He made Mommy cry."

And there, on the white sheet of paper, was a perfectly drawn picture of Doctor Whooves. I was flying around in the background.

"I made a few more, too!" Dinky smiled.

The last two papers consisted of this: in one, Doctor Whooves and I were entering the TARDIS. In the other, we were hugging in the living room.

"Did you love him, Ditzy?" Sweetie Belle asks. "You two are so cute together."

I covered my mouth with my hoof and ran off to the kitchen.

"I feel like I`m going to throw up," I cried.

Author`s Note:

So, a bit of a misunderstanding, huh? Ugh, these chapters... I literally feel so many feels when I reread the past chapters (17-19)... why must I write? And the song for this made me cry. And it gets better from here... *evilly smirks*

- GothicPegasister