(Octi) The Day the Music Stopped Ch4 Complete

>Your hands still hurt.

>The wounds stopped bleeding long ago but the sting wont go away, youre not sure if it ever will.

>You're walking aimlessly through Canterlot with no idea where are.

>It doesn't matter, you don't care.

>Feeling as if your life was just taken away from you tends to that to a guy.

>Its still thundering and pouring over you, so nobody sees your tears.

>They are lost in the rain.

>Not bothering to look for shelter. You don't even feel the cold.

>'Why did things have to go down like that?' You ask yourself, The events of the night keep replaying in your mind.

>There only seem to be some Night Guards patrolling the streets. Makes sense, its about 3 am right now.

>You know a few. You hung out with Luna enough for most of them to know you.

>A few of them nod at you, but that's it. Your mind is a mess and you start zoning out.

>You just keep walking, eventually reaching a bench.

>The one from earlier today, at the park where you and Octavia met up.

>Deciding to sit down for a while you lean back to try and gather yourself. 'How did everything go to hell so quickly?'

>You lean back on the bench. 'Might as well start from the beginning.'

>Putting your hands over your eyes you sigh.

>Then you make a hole big enough for you to peek at moon.

>Hoping the night sky can bring you some comfort...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qr_upJywVpw (Mood)

 

"Octi, babe? We need to talk."

>Her mom proceeds to close her eyes, her father looks away with somewhat of a sad look in his eyes.

>Isn't this what he wanted?

>Octivia raises an eyebrow suspiciously, "Well thats what were doing now Anon!"

>"We're explaining to my parents why our relationship wont change over something so mino-" she tries to continue as you interrupt her.

"Its not something minor Octavia! This your life we're talking about, your future!"

>She taken back by your little outburst, you've never been one to yell. Even when you're or upset angry you usually stay calm and level-headed.

"I'm not going to risk your career! something you've been working your whole life for!"

>But right now at this moment, you...you weren't able to.

"You have so many fans out there...so many expectations to meet...you have a place in this world. I dont."

>You look towards the ground, unable to look at her in the eyes anymore.

"Im just dragging you down Octavia, keeping you from reaching your potential and I wont allow myself to that to you."

>Unable to bottle your emotions, tears started streaming down your face, .

>There's no way you could, you were probably seconds away from making the biggest mistake of your life.

>She raises your head so you're looking at her eyes directly again.

>"A-anon! I don't care about the Ensemble as long as I have you..... e-ever since I met you I realized I dont need a big audience to play..I don't care about what those snobbish ponies think."

>The Cellist looks at you with a teary smile. "The o-only ponies I want to share my music with are the ones closest to me...the ones I cherish each and every day...My friends, family, and the Human I love.."

>Octavia is choking with sobs at this point.

>"I just want to be with you Anon..I-I love you. I love you so much...please dont leave me..."

>She holds on to your hand with both hooves while crying, muttering to herself "Please dont leave me, please..."

>Swallowing heavily, you brace yourself. You have to do this.

>You're doing this for the mare you love, you're willing to do anything for her. For her to be happy.

>She'll move on eventually and forget about you, get the recognition she deserves and become even more famous.

>Then one day she'll meet a nice stallion...and settle down.

>She'll be able to have foals and start a family, a normal one without a human in it.

>You're doing the right thing...r-right?

>'Of course you are Anon, cmon do it now. This is about her not you. Stop being selfish.' You reassure yourself.

>You look around the room again.

>Canon and Mr. Von clef are still in their same positions.

>You would be surprised by this if you weren't so emotionally distressed right now.

>In any other case you could imagine the boyfriend getting his ass beat by the dad at the very least.

>Looking closely at Mr. Von clef, you see he seems deep in thought.

>You catch a glimpse of the window.

>The moon finally peeked through the clouds, You look at it for several seconds. Its soft glow giving you a bit of courage.

>You start starring back into your cup.

>The soft moon light making the liquid shine with your reflection.

>Your eyes become blank, almost glazed over and your face showing no emotion.

"Octavia..."

>She looks up at you again. Her sad face almost breaking your determination, So you looks away.

"...We should breakup."

>Her eyes widen and her mouth opens slightly.

"I think It's better for us."

>She rightens herself before saying "S-stop joking like that dummy, its not funny." She hoofs your shoulder and laughs nervously.

"You have a goal, don't you?"

>She goes to make a response but you dont let her.

"But If you're with me, you probably won't make it there."

>She sees the seriousness in your eyes and pulls her hooves away from your hand, looking somewhat shell-shocked.

"Okay? So we-"

>She mutters something, you can barely hear her say a faint "No."

>What? no? You must be hearing things now too.

"Octavi-"

>"I don't want to." Shaking her head to emphasize her point.

"Oct-"

>"I don't want to!!" She yells, Stopping whatever you were planning on saying.

>Her parents look at her surprised as she stands up to face you.

>"You'd have so many problems if I weren't around! Who'd wake you up every morning? Who'd make you breakfast? Who'd help you in the market so yo don't get cheated? Who will keep those bad Ponies away from you!? Who will keep you out of trouble!?" she continues to yell at you. Not caring who listens.

>"Who'd help you look for jobs an-and...and...and..." She tries to scavenge for more reasons of why you need her.

>You know they're all true.

"I'll be fine."

>That stops her rant stops as she just stares at you.

"Even If you're not around, I'll manage somehow."

>"B-but...But..." She stutters.

"If you're always around, I'll keep relying on you for everything. Keeping you down..."

>Your voice is flat and void of emotion as you keep your gaze on your reflection in the cup.

"...And that just won't work...."

>"But I love you...I want to be with you..."

"Octavia."

>Looking right into her eyes at this point.

"The feeling I had wasn't love."

>That stops her.

>That was the worst lie you've ever said, you would die for Octavia If need be.

>b-but this is for her. 'You're doing the right thing.'

>That gets a gasp out of her and then silence, you don't dare look at her.

>Your veins feel Ice cold.

"I'm just a really selfish guy, who does what he wants...Octavia."

>Wiping a single tear from her face you continue.

"You have many expectations to fulfill."

>A sincere smile appears on your face.

"Work hard so that one day I can look back reflect on my life, and I'll remember 'Wow, I was dating such an amazing mare.'...Please, Octavia."

>Her shocked face causes you to looks away.

>'Why does this hurt so much?' you ask yourself internally.

>Having never been in this position before just makes it harder but you have to power trough.

>Silently chuckling at the irony your life turned out to be, you finally found the girl you love and she turned out not to even be human.

>Then you have to give her up for her own good.

>Your thoughts are interrupted by Octavia.

>"Alright."

>'Huh?' This causes you to look at her. She's staring out the window, after a minute she looks back at you.

>"I promise. Thank yo-*sobs* ...Thank you for...dating a mare....like me."

>She looks broken.

>The 1000 yard stare seems to be forever etched on her face.

>Its tearing your heart to hear this and you stare back down at the cup, In fear of breaking down and crying in front of her.

>You can feel her looking at you, studying you intensely and then giving you one final, saddened glance before she turns around.

>"Take care of yourself, Anonymous." The broken shell of the musician says as she starts to walk out the room.

>All you can muster out is a strained, tired "Yeah".

>The doors click, signaling the love of your life just left...it's over between you two...

>Her hoofsteps growing fainter every second.

>You sit there at the table for God knows how long.

>Her parents are still there not saying a word, complete silence looms over the room.

>They both look concerned, Mr. Von Clef has even given you a few worried glances.

>You pay him no mind and just sit there.

>The moon has moved considerably before Canon finally breaks the silence.

>"Thank you Anonymous. I really did not want it to come to this...but thank you for putting our daughter above everything else, even your feelings for her. This is her dream, and we want her to be happy."

>She walks around the table and pulls you into a tight hug, "Thank you so much Anon. I'll go check on her now." She then walks out the room leaving you and Mr. Von Clef together.

>Sweet silence ensues, until Von Clef speak ups.

>"You know kid, I always liked you.." He chuckles a little.

>"I've know for a while now about your relationship with my daughter." This statement makes you to look up at him.

>"Ever since a few months ago she started coming home later and with a beaming smile on her face, she seemed to physically shine those days. I'm not stupid either, I knew she had probably gotten herself a stallion, and of course I needed to find out who. Just to keep her safe and away from scum."

>He looks towards the ceiling as he continues. "Can you imagine my reaction when my sources told me it was The Human?"

>The stalion smiles to himself. "I was furious at first and was wondering how to stop it all, but I saw my daughter every time she came home and how happy she was, and I knew you were treating her right. I tried everything to get you to back off but you just kept coming back, no matter what I threw at ya."

>He sighs before he continues once more.

>"You and me aren't that different, you know kid?" His gaze falls back on you.

>"I was in the same situation decades ago. I was born into a poor family of farmers, we didnt have enough but we got by with each other."

>Taking a sip of his drink he continues, "Of course once I became old enough I decided to try my luck in the city. Eventually I got settled and met the most beautiful unicorn mare while working as a taxi-pony. Emerald Fields.."

>A small smile appeared on his face before it turned into a scowl.

>"Problems was she was rich and I'll spare you the details, but let's just say I got my fair share of beatings before I went through the same thing you just did."

>You just continue to stare into your now long-cold tea.

>"I strived to become successful, so I would never have to go through that pain again, I went to school while working full time and become a successful business pony."

>He sighs.

>"I never did see her again after that night...but it was a the best choice I've ever met. I met Canon a few months later and hit it off right away....we got married a 2 years after that and.... and then Octavia was born."

>He smiles at the memory. "I swear she was the cutest foal in the hospital...I couldn't be prouder of her with whats shes becoming." He wipes a tear off his muzzle.

>"I've been trying to chase you off for the past weeks to avoid this...this pain that seems unbearable now. I was trying to spare you of this but you turned out just as persistent as I was If not more so...not even after all those goons I kept sending after you."

>Hoofsteps are coming around the table towards you.

>Looking to your side, you notice Von Clef came up to you.

>"Thank you Anonymous...for listening to an old man like me...and for taking care of my daughter." He then does something that stuns you.

>He bows.

>"I'm forever grateful."

>Giving you one last look, he turns around to walk out the room.

>"Take as much time as you need, a guard will escort you out when you're ready."

>The room is silent once again.

>You should be happy.

>Smiling and being happy for her!

>Staring out the window again, you notice the moon is once again blocked by the clouds.

>The rain picked up as well.

>Pouring rain is all you hear.'Seems even the heavens here pity you.' The pessimistic side of you says.

>You take the cup of tea back into your hands and slowly bring it up to you lips, and then take a sip.

>It's cold.

>Cold and bitter.

>Grasping the cup harder in your hands you start to shake.

>You're choking on sobs, trying to keep them in and its not working.

>This is better for us, we'll be happi-'So why are you crying?'

>That does it.

>The cup shatters from your grip, cutting your palms up pretty badly but you can barely feel it.

>The hot, white tears stream down your face like a waterfall in the spring when the ice melts.

>A dam breaking barely even measures against you right now.

>Crying until you can't cry anymore, your sobs turn into sniffles as the night goes on.

>Finally you get a slight hold of yourself after who-knows how long.

>It must be late into the night by now.

>A look towards the clock confirms your suspicions.

>Its 2:02AM.

>You fail at your fist attempt to get up from the chair and promptly fall to the ground.

>'You're so pathetic, you made up your mind. Live with your decision.' the voice in your head barks at you.

>Reluctantly you get up, you wished you could've stayed on the floor but you know you can't.

>This is where Octavia lives, and you need to get away from here.

>The guard looks at you as you come out the room, its the same guard that brought you in. He looks at you once with a sullen expression and with no words starts leading you back outside.

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>You wake up.

>Brought back to reality by the sound of somebody landing nearby.

>Must have fallen asleep during your flash back.

>Looking down at yourself you see you are drenched, 'Well you did spend the night sleeping on a bench while it was pouring.' A voice reminds you.

>You continue to stare up at the sky for a few moments before the pony trots up to the bench.

>"Anonymous!? What are thee doing here so late at night?" You know that voice. It hurts to move so you stay still.

>"We know how much thy love our night but this is crazy! Do thy want to become ill!? Its Luna.

>Look down back down from the sky to look at her, she's worried about you, her best friend. You offer her a weak smile and try to talk to her but all that comes out is a tired groan.

>She proceeds to pick you up with magic and looks over your body. "What happened to thou!? who has done this!?" she asks you, getting angry and panicking at the same time.

>Your eyelids feel heavy.

>All you can do is chuckle softly while weakly flicking her snout and say "You're doing the talky thing again, Moonbutt..."

>That's the only thing you can mutter before your vision fades and you succumb to dark, deep sleep.

 

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