Title:           Octavia 1
Author:          Vexd
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First Edit:      Sunday 3rd of August 2014 01:40:42 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 3rd of August 2014 01:40:42 PM CDT

Prologue
You hear a knocking at your door one late night. You look up from your book to the hearth’s clock, almost midnight.
 
“Why can’t I get visitors at sane hours?” you groan as you drag yourself out of your chair and shuffle over to the door. When you opened it, you had expected a lot of things: Princess Twilight with an experiment mishap, a homeless pony, maybe one of Pinkie’s annoying pranks. What you didn’t expect was you recent ex, or girlfriend on cooldown (whatever the fuck you had decided to call it), standing in the rain, and covered in bruises.
 
“Octavia?” the cellist looked up at you, trying to keep a dignified face to try and hide her emotions
 
“A-anon, I know we’re supposed to be on a break a-andweagreedthat’dwewouldn’t-“ she was starting to babble in hysterics to the point you couldn’t make out what she was saying. Stepping closer, you take a knee and carefully grab her shoulders, her head snaps back towards you with a gasp.
 
“Octavia, take a deep breath” the pony did as you instructed
 
“Now let it out” the moment she did, her attempt at professionalism broke as she burst into sobs on your shoulder. With a sigh, you scooped up your former waifu and carried her inside, closing the door behind you with your shoe. You set her down on the couch and go to the kitchen to grab some tea while she tried to recompose herself. You returned a few minutes later with two cups of Earl Grey, not your first choice, but you knew it was her favorite, and you hadn’t bothered to throw out the last few teabags. You let her get a few sips in before you started to probe into the situation.
 
“So you want to tell me what happened?” whatever demeanor the tea had restored immediately dropped at the question.
 
“You know when we broke up, I started going out with that bat pony, right?”
Ah yes, Mr. “Dark N Edgy”, or whatever the fuck that faggot’s name was. You’re still not sure why she picked him in the first place. You give a nod.
 
“W-well, at first things were fine, he behaved himself. But then…he started making advances, and I wanted to take it slow after…” she looked up at you. You didn’t really have much to say on that one, you two had “mingled”, but at this point you were convinced it was mainly the appeal of you being the only human in Equestria.
 
“When I said no he…he hit me, h-he wouldn’t stop, and the he…h-“ and here come the tears again. You didn’t need to hear anymore, you could figure out the rest. You scoot over and wrap your arms around her.
 
“I-I know you’re p-probably mad at me a-and think I’m pathetic and if you w-want to kick me out I-“ you hush her for a brief moment to brush some of her mane that had fallen over her eyes, you give a quick sigh.
 
“I don’t think you’re pathetic, and I’m sure as hell not kicking you out. Not like this”
More tears, but they weren’t sad ones.
 
“Now come on, let’s get you cleaned up”