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- >The clock's hands were stuck on 4:26
- >Ticking, and tocking.
- >Incessantly.
- >There was nothing else to do to keep the mare's mind focused.
- >She had scrubbed every inch of the kitchen.
- >Mopped the floors.
- >Washed the dishes.
- >Swept, organized, and gave her home some order.
- >Anything to keep her hooves busy and her mind even busier..
- >Keeps the thirst at bay.
- >But this was the worst part of the day.
- >When the chores were all complete, and the only thing left to keep her occupied.
- >Was to watch the clock.
- >Watching the clock always left her tongue dry.
- >And when her tongue was dry she felt that blackness open up in her stomach again.
- >The urge.
- >A need deep inside.
- >Some days it's easier to ignore.
- >Other times...well.
- >It's unbearable.
- >Drawn out of the inside of her head.
- >She heard the front door squeak open.
- >Hearing the familiar excited sounding voices drove that pit in her stomach away.
- >Turning her head towards the door, she was greeted with the glowing faces of her daughter, Ruby Pinch.
- >And the loving face of her girlfriend, Cheerilee.
- >Or as the fillies know her, Miss Cheerilee.
- "Mommy!" the rose colored filly ran at her similar colored mom.
- >Glomping her with a big, bear hug.
- >The mare with a mane like smooth wine couldn't resist breaking out in a wide grin.
- >"There's my little Pinchy" she noogied the young filly's head.
- >"Did you have a good day at school?"
- >Ruby nodded her head up and down as quick as she could.
- "Mama Cheerilee said I was the best at craft time today!" she proudly proclaimed.
- >Berry hung on to the word her daughter had decided to use.
- >She giggled and looked up to Cheerilee still standing off to the side.
- >Her face was scrunched and more red than usual..
- >"Well that's great you silly filly" she took Ruby's saddlebag off her back.
- >"Why don't you go get all nice and clean for dinner okay?
- "Okay mommy!" she practically jumped down the hall.
- >Ecstatic from her day.
- >"Ahem" came from behind the grape colored pony.
- >She turned around and saw Cheerilee's face was still red, but more confident.
- >"Jealous of a little girl, "Mama"?"
- >Each mare walked towards the other.
- >But, Cheerilee, feeling bold, swiftly locked lips with a surprised Berry Punch.
- >She broke off the kiss and looked lovingly into her eyes.
- "What do you think?"
- >Berry could feel a cocky half smirk appear on her face.
- >The previous hours all seem like such a distant memory.
- >For another day at least.
- >A small pang in her stomach caused her blood to run cold.
- >A brief moment went by before she realized what the feeling was.
- >It was her stomach growling.
- >She let out a sigh of relief.
- "Something wrong Berry?" a confused voice to the side of her asked.
- >Meeting Cheerilee's soft, and safe eyes filled her up with a fuzzy warmth.
- >"Yeah, there's a delicious meal in the other room and we're standing here" she put her hooves to the sides of Cheerilee's face.
- >"Like lumps on a log"
- >She tried to keep a serious face, but everyone knew Berry couldn't help but laugh at nearly everything.
- >Even her own jokes.
- >Miss Cheerilee rolled her eyes playfully.
- "Let's go eat then Miss Bossyhooves"
- >The two mares laughed contently at how silly they were being.
- >It was an amazing feeling.
- >Dinner, like any other night, was a pretty great time.
- >Laughs and stories of the day were shared.
- >And tummies were chock full of comforting food.
- >Too much food though.
- >Because almost immediately afterwards, Pinchy yawned.
- >Her eyes looked heavy.
- "Why don't we let Mommy clean up and we'll go read a nice bedtime story kiddo"
- >When those words came out of Cheerilee's mouth it was almost like Christmas had come early.
- >Pinchy hopped in place and raced off towards her room at the end of the hall.
- "Love you mommy!" the animated little filly yelled behind herself
- >The two mares turned to each other and gave a quick chuckle.
- >"I have no idea where she gets all that energy from" Berry said shaking her head.
- >"She must get it from your side of the family" she nudged Cheerilee's side in a joking manner.
- >The school teacher stifled a giggle.
- "If you keep this up I'll have to read you a bed time story too missy" she rubbed Berry's side sensually.
- "Although I might forget the book" her whisper sending tingles down Berry's back.
- >And as soon as it started, she saw Cheerilee walking down the hall to Ruby's room.
- >Blowing a playful raspberry as she proceeded to go tuck in the little bundle of energy known as Pinchy.
- >This left Berry all by her lonesome to clean up the dishes.
- >There was usually never that much.
- >And with how many times she's been through the same routine.
- >She's efficient with her cleaning.
- >She has to be or her mind begins to wander.
- >As the soapy suds are cascading over the ivory colored plates.
- >Berry feels a minor discomfort in her stomach.
- >Like a pit slowly beginning to open itself.
- >Soon her heartbeat is thudding against her chest.
- >The blackness inside her begins to steer her thoughts towards dark places.
- >Sweat is pouring down the sides of her head.
- >All she know is, she's really, really thirsty.
- >An urge guides her away from the sink full of dishes, and to the fridge.
- >There her heart was banging loud and hard.
- >It was the only thing she could concentrate on.
- >Kneeling down on the floor she glanced under the appliance.
- >That's when she saw it.
- >The bottle under the fridge.
- >She reached for it and managed to steadily pull it out without making too much noise.
- >Sitting up on the cold tile of the kitchen floor.
- >She just stared at what she had just grabbed.
- >The familiar shape in her hoof feeling exactly like what she needs
- >How she yearns for just one, small, drink of this...this nectar.
- >Tilting the tip of the bottle to her parched lips, she slowly, but surely hoped a drop would land on her tongue.
- >She was praying for it.
- "...Berry?"
- >And just like that, she froze in place.
- >Her skin went ice cold.
- >Her heart continuing to pound in her ears.
- >Instinctively, she took the bottle away from her mouth.
- >And held the slightly damp object in her hoof.
- >"I-I thought you were tucking in Pinchy?" Berry was too afraid to turn around.
- "Berry, look at me" the concerned tone of Cheerilee was something she hoped to never hear again.
- >Feeling like her neck was rusted in place, she tried with all her might to face her girlfriend.
- >But as soon as she saw a hint of her dark, pink colored fur she could not continue.
- >An inner struggle with herself was out of sight from Cheerilee's eyes.
- >But it was a battle where Berry reluctantly waved a white flag.
- >Pulling the bottle away from her chest, she held it out for Cheerilee to see.
- >She turned more towards her suddenly quiet girlfriend.
- >Her hoof was in front of her mouth.
- >As the only thing she could do was just stare at the bottle.
- >Panic seized Berry's still pounding heart.
- >"It's not what you think it is Cheery" But the most cliched thing she could have said slipped from her mouth.
- "...You said you dumped every bottle of liquor in this house down the drain" her shocked expression still haunting Berry.
- >The grape colored mare held the bottle close once more.
- >"Not every bottle" she thought.
- >She clutched the bottle close to her heart.
- >Like she did whenever she hugged her daughter.
- >"...This is like my security blanket Cheery" her face reflected in the glass as she stared at the purple liquid inside.
- >"If I had dumped all the booze...well..."
- >"I try not to think about it"
- >"B-But, having this around...I dunno it just makes me feel...safe" Berry placed the bottle by her side.
- >Berry could feel the pit inside her begin to burn.
- >She could only imagine how Cheerilee feels.
- >Or how hurt Pinchy would be.
- >"You remember what you told me that day Cheery?" her thoughts began to drift to more meleanchoic days.
- >Her head turned slightly in Cheerilee's direction.
- >"The day you gave me a much needed wake up call" she dragged her hooves down her eyes.
- >She took in a deep breath and sighed it out.
- >"...You...you told me Pinchy" her voice broke into a sniffle saying the name.
- >Wiping her eyes with her front leg she continued on.
- >"...Pinchy asked you if she was a bad kid"
- The floodgates were starting to crack
- >"Becau-because..."
- "You were drunk half the time, and hungover the other half" Cheerilee's eyes were focused on Berry's shuddering form.
- "Pinchy thought...she was the reason you acted that way"
- >And with those words.
- >Tears broke on the poor mare's face.
- >A anguished filled sob came from her throat.
- >Her legs trembled as she sat on the floor again.
- "And that day, you and I went through every cabinet, the fridge, and dresser."
- "Dumping any booze we could find down the sink" her eyes glazed over as she remembered that day vividly.
- "So yes, I do remember that day Berry"
- >The schoolteacher stepped forward to her broken mess of a girlfriend.
- >Her frown deepening the closer she was.
- >With her hooves wide open, she wrapped them around the trembling mare.
- >She tenderly stroked the back of her head.
- >Berry's tears soaked Cheerilee's shoulder.
- >"Pinchy deserves a better mom..." she sobbed bitterly into her girlfriend.
- >She sniffled once more and blinked the tears from her eyes.
- >"Ma-Maybe you should just take care of her Cheery"
- >"You-you're a better m-mom than I could ever dream of being"
- >This triggered something in Cheerilee's head.
- >An instinct, a reaction, whatever you want to call it.
- >It filled her with a sense of purpose.
- >And she knew what it wanted her to do.
- "Berry...Berry sweetie" she carefully moved Berry's head up from the floor and towards herself.
- "Listen to me, this is the most important thing anypony will ever tell you"
- "Understand?"
- >The crestfallen mare glumly nodded her head.
- "Before I met you, I was stuck in a rut"
- "Same old routine day in and day out"
- "But, I never felt strong enough to do anything about it" her face glowed for a brief second.
- "Well, until I met you of course"
- >Berry's eyes were still shimmering under the kitchen light.
- >Unsure of where Cheerilee was going with this.
- "You weren't afraid to shake things up, let your mane down, and be wild"
- >Cheerilee giggled slightly at that remark.
- "But, underneath that I found the beautiful heart of the sweetest and kindest pony I've ever known"
- "And in spite of the drinking, and in spite of the cravings" she continued.
- "You never once wanted to give up"
- >She closed her eyes and gave Berry a quick peck on the cheek.
- "That sounds like a strong pony to me" whispering in her half drooped ear.
- >Berry's lip quivered as her face was beginning to burn red.
- >It was a bitter kind of happy.
- >She tightened her hooves around Cheerilee and hugged with all her might.
- >"I had help" Berry said almost choking on every word.
- >Cheerilee returned the hug.
- >But, she noticed the bottle still off to the side.
- "Yes...yes you did"
- >The two mares cuddled on the kitchen floor.
- >Neither one of them bringing up the bottle the rest of the night.
- >It was if it were invisible.
- >Just vanishing out of sight.
- >Maybe it was better that way.
- >Maybe not.
- >One day at a time.
- >That's the only thing they're sure of.
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