Rainbow Dash POV:
I was walking home from Pinkie's house until I saw Rarity running up to me.
"Hey Darling!" She greeted.
"What is it Rarity? I'm not in the mood." I said ignoring her.
"I just wanted to ask if you'd like to come over tomorrow to try on a new football uniform I made for the team and especially you!" She exclaimed excitedly, but I could tell she was making a fake happy sound.
"Erm. Thanks, but, well..." I hesitated.
"Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo will be there tomorrow!" She said.
Well, I guess if Scootaloo is there it's okay, as long as Apple Bloom's not there it should be fine.
"Sure. I guess." I agreed.
"Great! See you tomorrow." She said, "We need to talk anyways." She whispered in my ear while walking past me.
I looked back but she was already walking far far away.
The next day at Rarity's place...
"Hey Darling!" She greeted as I entered her house.
We headed up to her room, and I suddenly said: "You're not really asking me to come here just to try on the football uniforms are you?"
"Of course I'm not. I wanted to talk about you being depressed over a girl. Well I mean, we were rivals for AJ's heart since the Battle of the Bands, but don't you ever realise she's always shown more affection for me than you?" She said evilly.
"Well, we do always argue. And she is much more nice and protective of you..." I slowed down as I reached the end of the sentence.
"See? So stop being a crybaby and go love some other girl." She said annoyed.
"I thought..." I said quietly.
"What?" She asked.
"I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS RARITY! THIS COULD HAVE BEEN A FRIENDLY RIVALRY. WHY ARE YOU ACTING SO MEAN AND EVIL! I MEAN IN THE BEGINNING I WAS THINKING THAT APPLEJACK WOULD BE HAPPIER WITH YOU!" I snapped.
"She is-" She said, but I cut her off.
"I KNOW SHE IS. AND IT HURTS RARITY, IT HURTS. I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE WITH HER BUT YOU COULD AT LEAST BE A BETTER FRIEND!" I screamed.
"You think AJ cares about you? If she really did wouldn't she be right here beside you comforting you?" She said.
"I-" I said in defeat.
"Oh don't worry i just told her you're tough enough to heal your mental feelings and she doesn't have to give a damn about you." She said while playing with her nails.
"You bastard-"
"Oh wait, are you just admitting your not tough?" She teased.
"I-"
"I what? Rainbow Dash. You just need to understand. If I'm AJ's girlfriend, she won't give a damn about you. She'll always choose me, over you." She stated.
It hurt. It really hurts. I know what she's saying isn't really the truth because Applejack will always care about me. She's my best friend. But I just feel she's right, but even if she's not, she's probably the worst friend I've ever had.
"Forget about the fucking uniforms. I'm leaving." I said.
"Be my guest and leave my house." She replied looking away.
I walked down the stairs and Scootaloo greeted me: "Hey Rainbow Dash! What's up!?"
"Not in the mood Scootaloo." I said with my head down while leaving the house.
If Applejack really cared about me, she really would be here comforting me. As I walked out of the door, I bumped into someone.
"Oh! I'm mighty sorry sugarcube! I'll be more careful next time!" She said, but when I stood up, she just put her head down.
"Oh. Hey Applejack. What are you doing here?" I asked annoyed.
"To see mah girlfriend, who else?" She asked.
"Great. Have fun." I guess she really doesn't care about me.
"You?"
"Just had a nice "friendly" talk with Rarity as all..." Yea. It was so friendly.
"Look, Rainbow-" She said in a sad tone until I cut her off.
"No." I said quietly.
"What?"
"NO! WE ARE NOT TALKING ABOUT THIS. GOT THAT?" I screamed.
"Erm... Okay then. Bye. I guess." She said as she walked past me.
I looked back and I was Applejack kiss Rarity on the staircase while Rarity looked at me and gave me an evil stare.
I guess I never had a chance.
𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉.
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