A Dazzling Trio

Chapter XVIII: Use Your Head

Chapter XVIII: Use Your Head

The blue light emanating from my phone grows irritating after a while. In truth, it isn't because of the phone itself. It's because I'm waiting for a text. A call. Something. Anything from her. It's been about an hour since she walked away from me and all I want to do is apologize. Waiting for something is torture. I guess I brought this on myself for lying so much to her, but... still. Sometimes I forget that the one thing I want in this world is her happiness. Taking away that happiness makes me upset in equal measures.

"Hey, Dagi. Wake up," Dash tells me with a slight slap to my head. Sighing, I put my phone away to look at everyone else. "That must have been the twentieth time you checked that thing." Without hesitation, Dash swallows a big bite of noodles. The table we sit at is located in the corner of a Chinese restaurant, Rarity making the recommendation due to her history with Chicago.

"Do ya blame her? She had a fight with her girlfriend. I'd be in the same situation if I had a fight with Rares," Applejack tells Dash with an explanatory tone, gaining the attention of Rarity.

"You would?! Aw, that's so sweet, Darling!" Rarity practically gasps in admiration, clearly affected by Applejack's words. A blush appears on Applejack's face before she hides her face under her hat.

"What exactly was their fight about anyway?" Pinkie asks before quickly emptying her bowl of rice.

"Could we stop talking about my personal life? It's making this wait even more unbearable," I state with a small sigh, shaking my head. I avoided ordering anything for myself, because I knew it would make me feel sick. Everyone else seems to have a big appetite however. I can't exactly blame them.

"We could talk about the souvenirs they have in the city. I got a pretty interesting snow globe that I think Spike will like. It depicts the city's skyline, so I think it will be great to spruce up my place~" Twilight pulls out her phone and shows everyone a picture of the snowglobe in question. I can agree that it would add a little bit to her house's decoration. However, that's not saying much. Twilight doesn't have a lot of stuff in her house that looks good. If anything, she has clutters of research material rather than framed pictures.

"Oh, that looks interesting," Fluttershy mentions as she points to a shirt in the background of Twilight's photo. "What shop did you get that at?" Twilight looks at the photo again before putting her phone back in her pocket.

"Souvenir City. It's just a few blocks from here." Twilight points behind her to give Fluttershy a general direction of where the shop is located.

You still should have told Twilight instead. It would have worked better. Will you shut it? I needed to tell Sunset at some point... Better now than wait even longer. I just wish I could know what she is thinking. I hurt her. The most important thing for me to do is to cast aside my ego and to own up to that. To show her I mean it when I say that I'm sorry... Every relationship has fights. I should try to do everything I can to avoid turning it into a fight...

Looking around the restaurant, my eyes scan the customers for fiery hair. While some people have red hair, they are nowhere near the same hue as Sunset's hair. I could recognize her in a room of three hundred people. It's almost comical how she used to be someone I hated. Now? She's the love of my life. A very very long life... Regardless, I could pick her out of a crowd in a second. Honestly, she could probably do the same with me. I've been with her for nearly three years now. At times, it's still hard to believe that it has been that long.

My eyes move towards the door of the restaurant as soon as I see some movement. Fiery hair fills my vision, mimicking the colors at the end of a day. My heart instantly starts to beat faster as I see her, a smile on her face. Why is she smiling...? I thought I hurt her... Yet here she is, seemingly unaffected by what happened earlier. No... She's still affected. She doesn't want the others to know that. She often hides her feelings from her friends. Not from me though... And I keep repaying that by lying to her.