Vinyl closed her apartment door with a slam and stumbled her way to the kitchen obviously drunk. She opened a cabinet and withdrew a bottle of Jack Daniels. She swooped her hand down, smashing the top part of the bottle off. spilling a couple sips of the expensive liquid onto the floor. She didn't care.
The DJ stumble into her room and shut the door with her horn. Cracking the wood slightly. She drunkenly slumped against her bed and took a long swing from the partially shattered bottle. The liquor burned her throat as the jagged edge of the broken bottle cut her lips. But she didn't care. No one cared anymore, so why should she?
She finishes the bottle with five more gigantic swings and looks up at her wall. On the wall was a small floor to ceiling mirror that she used to make sure that her outfit for the club was presentable each afternoon. In it she saw herself, but the mare that she saw in the mare she hadn't seen in a long time. Her hair was slightly droopy and matted, and her red eyes were bloodshot even redder. A slight alcoholic blush was spread across her cheeks, and blood ran from the cuts on her lips.
Furious, she threw the empty bottle, shattering it and cracking the mirror.
She gets up and looks around the room before grabbing an unfortunate keyboard and throwing it against the wall. she next grabbed a mic and slammed it against the mirror over an over again. causing the mirror to spiderweb.
She grabbed a box full of tapes and records, and threw them into the wall of the hallway. causing some pictures to fall and shatter. She staggered her way into the living room and used her magic to wreck havoc among the furniture that resided there.
She looked to her left to see her open balcony doors. She stumble and lurched towards the balcony. Using a chair to help herself up, she stands tall on the narrow ledge looking down at the city that never sleeps.
And without any delay, jumps off face forward.
As she falls through the air she smiles softly. Happy
Happy that she won't be able too disappoint anypony ever again.
Happy that nopony won't have to put up with her ever again.
Happy that Tavi won't have to see her useless face ever again.
She opened her eyes too the side walk rising up to her and then.
Darkness.
Octavia on the other hand spent the night at her friend's Lyra and BonBon's place. They asked her if she needed anything, but she politely said no. Only wanting to go to sleep. When they left she almost immediately burst into tears. Vinyl really was a good friend, even though she was loud and liked to drink and was overall everything she wasn't, but she was understanding, loyal, and made sure that she was always safe!
Finally she fell asleep, unaware that the sirens that she heard were the sirens that accompanied her former friend's attempted suicide.
The attempted suicide that was her fault.
Octavia walked into the living with intent on getting a nice cold glass of orange juice. But all that changed when she saw what was on the news.
"Esteemed DJ Vinyl Scratch attempted to commit suicide last night when she jumped from the balcony of her fourth floor window. She is currently being treated at Charing Cross Hospital thanks to the fact that a blast from a nearby unicorn deterred her from falling on her head and instead her side. The hospital thinks that she will wake up shortly after surgery, and is allowed to have family and friends visit her as listed on her medical insurance."
Nothing else mattered at that moment. Not her orange juice. Not their argument the night before. Nothing mattered except getting to that hospital.
Octavia rushed out of the apartment complex ran as fast as she could to the hospital.
She arrived at the hospital all out of breath, and tiredly walked up to the front desk.
"I am here to see my friend Vinyl." the mare behind the desk took out a clipboard and asked:
"Name." to which octavia replied to with her name.
The nurse nodded and told her the room number.
When Octavia entered the room, her heart shattered. Vinyl Scratch was crying, staring blankly at the wall.
Octavia sat down in the chair beside her and held Vinyl's limp hand in her own, half expecting her to tug it away. She didn't. She just kept staring at the wall in front of her.
"W-why did y-you do it!" Octavia said, voice cracking.
Vinyl glanced at her before looking back at the wall. Octavia almost thought that she wasn't going to respond when she heard her scratchy reply.
"So you wouldn't have to bear looking at me and my worthless self ever again." Her reply made Octavia burst into tears.
"Your not worthless Vinyl! You may forget some things here and there, but your a good friend! Why would our fight make you do that to yourself!"
Vinyl let out a couple more tears before responding.
"Before you became my friend, I was depressed. I was constantly drunk, did drugs, and abused my body. When you said that you didn't want anything to do with me anymore, I guess I slipped back into depression."
She pushed up the long sleeve of her hospital gown to reveal many vertical scars on her wrist. lined up neatly and tightly from the bottom of the palm to the elbow.
Octavia's body wracked with her sobs. She never knew the effect she had on the DJ. How much she really mattered to her.
Within a couple of months Vinyl was well enough to go back to the apartment that she shared with Octavia who was waiting for her in front of the hospital with a taxi.
The first thing they did after getting into the taxi was hug, and have a good cry.
Years later Vinyl and Octavia still lived in that apartment except then, they were happily in a relation ship. Vinyl didn't drink as much, and didn't think about cutting or suicide anymore. They were on the couch watching some television, when Vinyl had a revelation.
"How about you and me, get married" Octavia thought it odd that Vinyl would get that idea all of a sudden, and then approach it that way. However, this is Vinyl she's talking about.
Octavia just smiles and nods.
The End