You.

Night.

I decide that it was only fair that Pony and Soda get to sleep in their own bed so we switch sleeping places. As I was pacing Pony in the hallway he grabs my elbow and stops me.

"Are you okay?" He asks and I shake my head. I pull him to me and hug him tight. For the first time in the five, almost six, months I've known Pony I cried in front of him. It was dark and quiet but you could hear me sobbing quietly and I think he could feel my tears fall on his shirt.

"Sh.. baby. It's okay." He whispers, trying to calm me down but it doesn't work.

"He hates me." I cry as he kisses my head. He picks me up bridal style and carries me to the couch. He lays down and sets me down next to him as I cry into his shoulder. He quietly shushes me and rubs my back while I try to calm myself down enough to get a sentence out.

"I'm sorry I got your shirt wet." I sniffle and he laughs as I wipe my eyes.

"I'm sorry it's just a lot and I'm scared." I apologize again and he shakes his head.

"You don't have to apologize baby, I understand." He says as I sit up.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers and I smile as he kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck and his go to my waist. He tries to pull away but I pull him back and everything starts to get heated and intense. I pull at the hem of his shirt and I quickly help him pull it over his head. He starts to kiss down my neck as his pulls on my t-shirt that's two sizes too big. He pulls it over my head and continues to kiss my neck. The spot under my ear and jaw started throbbing and I knew they would be bruised tomorrow. He was halfway down my collarbone when he stops. He sighs, runs a hand through his hair and then gives me the most sincere look ever.

"Look I know you're sad but you're gonna regret this if we do this. You don't want to lose your flower like this do you?" He questions and I take a deep breath and actually evaluate what's going on. Here I lay half naked under my boyfriend, sad and confused. I shake my head and he quickly throws me my shirt as he puts his back on.

"I'm sorry." I mumble as he kisses my temple.

"Don't worry about it baby." He whispers as he pulls me onto his chest, holding me close but as I lay on his chest my mind starts to wonder.

Would I have gone through with it if Pony hadn't stopped?