Sparity (A MLP FanFiction)

Chapter 8: Why Pinkie Why

I awoke in a dark room my eyes strained to see anything but there was nothing there nothing but darkness. I could feel the dried up blood coming from my legs. It feels like they had been bandaged up to prevent the infection of the wounds or the lost of too much blood causing me to pass on or die. I was sat up in a chair my arms tied behind the chair to prevent my arms from escaping and my legs were also tied together to prevent me from moving. I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket and the ringing filled my ears. When the ringing stopped the lights in the room where on the blinding light hurt my eyes. I squinted my eyes the searing pain from the light filling them the water from my tears filling my eyes and running down my face. "Why. Why me why do you want me Pinkie I am nothing special I'm just a person" I say the tears stinging my eyes and falling from my face. I could see the sympathy in her face but also the lust in her eyes made her untrustworthy. If I ever get out of here I know that I will never be able to talk to her again. "I love you Spike I really do I want you to be mine and only mine and as you see I will do anything to make that happen" her eyes fill with tears I couldn't tell if they were sad or happy but her straight hair made me feel a weird tug at my heart cords. I could not just sit there and see her crying without feeling sorry it was Pinkie she was always there for me. She always made me laugh when I cried I just couldn't see her sad and I never wanted. Even though she kidnapped me and has me tied in only she knows where I am I decided that she deserves this. "Pinkie I use to have a crush on you to I just didn't want to tell you" I say to her. She turned off the lights as she walked out the room with tears in her eyes. Pinkie was always the type of girl that never held secrets. Well I suspected that but sitting here in this room tied to a chair my beliefs were wrong. My eyes went up to the ceiling I could feel the moisture in them. If only I would have told Pinkie how I felt I wouldn't be in this situation. The burning in my legs had subsided and there was nothing but a tingle left. I noticed that there was light from the moon shining in form somewhere so that must mean that there is a window somewhere. Being mantled to the floor was not helping me in this situation. I strained my neck turning to see if the window was behind me but I couldn't. I sat there and I let my mind wonder I couldn't even reach in my pocket for my phone. Then it hit me maybe I could. If I got my phone out my pocket I could use my feet to call for help. I struggled against the ropes getting scrapes and bruises all over my wrist. I bite back the pain of the rope burns forcing myself to keep going. I forged in my pocket pulling out my cell phone and letting it drop to the floor. I forced my foot back getting it onto the phone sliding it to my front. I use my feet to take off my shoe and sock of my left foot so I can get at least one call in. I use my big toe to put in my simple swipe pass code and searched through my contacts. I clocked the first contact and it was Apple Bloom. I put the phone on speaker and let it ring hoping and praying that pinkie would hear and come down here. It rung and rung until a heavy country accent answered it. "Howdy Spike this is Applejack Apple Bloom can't talk right now she is helping granny smith with the decorations for big Macintosh's party" her voice came of tired. "Help...me...A.J....I'm...trapped...Pinkie...snatched...me...up" I said tired my voice coming out shaky and sad. I could hear the footsteps coming "hurry she is coming" I said as the door open. I left the phone running letting everything go into the mic. "Who were you talking to spike" says pinkie with an angry look upon her face. "N-n-nn-no one pinkie" when those words came out I could feel her hand across my face and it hurt I cried out and then the phone hung up. Apple jack had hung up I was doomed.