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Music Therapy, Alternate (Forbidden) Ending
By pentaponyCreated: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-03-21 07:31:34
Expiry: Never
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>Eri climbs down from the couch to you and throws her hooves around your neck. Her mane presses into your face, burying you in her scent.
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>In all your time here, you've never gotten to smell a pony before. It wasn't even something you'd considered.
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>But hers is just so... sweet. There's no other way to describe it.
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>Your cries die down as she holds you reassuringly. She pulls back only once you're suitably assuaged.
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>You wipe your eyes.
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"This isn't going to work. If we did this, and it didn't work out... I don't want to lose you. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to end up breaking your heart. I don't want you to regret loving me. You've gone through so much suffering already. I'd rather die than cause you any more pain."
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>Silently, she looks into your eyes.
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>Eight nights ago, you fell in love with those eyes.
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>Six nights ago with her words.
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>Four nights ago with her humor.
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>Two nights ago with her mind.
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>Tonight, you're just in love with her. There's no more denying it. You love her.
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>But you can't do this.
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>You'll never be able to do this.
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>She doesn't say anything. There's nothing left to be said.
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>So she kisses you.
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>You submit to it immediately, pushing back into her lips with all the want in your heart.
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>Behind this kiss is the intense passion of every night you've spent with her, every laugh you've shared, every cry you've endured.
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>It is everything you've ever wanted, everything you thought you'd never get.
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>Slowly, she pulls back, still close enough to feel her breath on your face, her forehead leaning against yours.
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>She looks you in the eyes one last time, with tears streaming...
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>And runs out of your office.
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>Heartbroken.
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>By your hand.
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>Was it ever going to go down any other way?
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>Deny her, and drive her away. Accept her, and the inevitable fall will be so much higher.
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>Because you're not fit to love. Not the way you are.
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>She deserves so much better than what you can offer.
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>There you sit, brought to your knees, on the floor of your office...
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>And you are all alone.
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>Absolutely,
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>Entirely,
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>Incorrigibly alone.
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>The storm of your relationship has passed, leaving nothing but a trail of destruction in its wake.
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>Both of you felt it coming in the previous nights. Both of you, terrified of what it'd do to you.
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>And here it is.
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>Everything you ever held dear, reduced to dust. Your relationship with her is over.
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>This is it.
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>The true end of the line.
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. . .
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Eri
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Anon
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Tell me, reader, what does it matter now?
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The internal monologue is the same.
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They don't want to do this anymore.
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The two of them put it all on the line for each other.
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Each didn't think they were good enough for the other.
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All they wanted was to be loved. And they were loved, as much as the darkness permits.
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They just couldn't accept it. Failed to communicate the way they needed to.
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So if they'll never be loved...
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Why bother, right?
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Because after all the sleepless nights and fixated thoughts,
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After getting a taste of the sanctity that is love,
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Each would sooner die than lose the other.
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Little do they know,
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It's already too late.
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So stop reading here.
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Delude yourself into thinking they could ever be happy.
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As if "star-crossed lovers" holds any weight in the real world.
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As if it was ever going to turn out any other way than this.
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When you began this journey, you knew there was this gnawing feeling in the back of your head.
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You were afraid that it would end this way.
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You wanted them to get better. As validation.
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If they could do it, then maybe you could, right? Right?
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But darkness doesn't disappear.
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If you're going to go on, then you need to accept what really happens.
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She left his office. That much is true.
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But she never came back.
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They didn't get their happy ending.
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It was all just a pipe dream.
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A comforting fantasy, a reverie of everything they wanted.
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An illusion designed to console your insecurities.
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You and I both know the truth.
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They were doomed from the start.
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. . .
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>It's better this way.
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>You were meant to be alone.
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>You can play your games and live out your fantasies.
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>Have those cute little chats on the couch.
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>But happiness? Real contentedness, not just some fleeting fun?
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>You are never going to find that.
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>The darkness is inside of you and it infects everything you touch.
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>Even the one you love more than anything in the world.
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>There will never be a happy relationship.
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>You will never feel safe.
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>You will never find that warm security you long for.
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>All there is for you is pain.
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>You were born into pain, and unto pain you shall pass.
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>There is no hope. No comfort. No love.
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>If it can't happen now, in the face of someone who actually, finally knows you...
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>Then it's never going to happen. You accept that now.
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>There is no point in living anymore.
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>You are, and forever will be,
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>Unlovable.
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>You get back to the apartment and slam the door behind you.
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>Sitting on your office floor. She's gone. She's not coming back. For real this time.
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>Pacing angrily. He doesn't fucking love you, you are nothing, you are—
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>—a mess. She doesn't know what she wants, she doesn't realize you can't be loved, that you'll inevitably break her—
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>—neck. That's what you should do. Just fucking hang yourself, you bitch. You should have died before ever meeting him.
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>You leave your office. It's not worth it anymore. Friend. Lover. No matter what you are, you're just going to cause her more pain.
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>There's no point in going on. He knows you more than anypony has and even he doesn't want you. Nopony ever will.
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>Down the hall you walk. The building feels like death row. There's only one way to ensure you'll never hurt her again.
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>A moment of weakness, into the bathroom. There it is, right where you left it. All this time it's been waiting for your return.
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>Up the decrepit stairwell you ascend. Every night, one way or another, you pushed her into something uncomfortable.
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>You take the razor blade between your teeth. There will be no dream this time.
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>Hand on the railing. Climbing higher. You made her share when she didn't want to. Touched her when she didn't ask.
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>Trembling as you bite down on it. You will succeed. You will succumb. You will leave him better off. He won't endure your misery.
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>Burst through the door to the roof. Ten stories up, one for each night of hers you've ruined. Fucking poetic.
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>The steel is cold. Princess Luna will not find you. You will submit to the darkness. Get what you deserve.
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>Each nervous step to the edge, peering down to the ground far below. Your death will be her freedom.
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>There was no meaning behind any of it. There never was. The iPod.
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>The vampires.
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>The dancing.
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>The crying.
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>The kiss.
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>The blood.
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>I am unlovable.
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>I am unlovable.
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>A waste of life. You bring the razor down to your skin.
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>An angel of death. You step up onto the ledge.
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>I love you, Anon.
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>I love you, Eri.
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>But I'm no good for you.
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>I am nothing but darkness.
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>I can't be the one you love.
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>I'm not your messiah.
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>I'm just some dead bitch.
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>The asshole who gave you false hope.
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>You sink the blade into your flesh.
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>You step forward over the edge.
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>If I can't be loved...
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>...I'm better off dead.
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