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Chapter 4: I...I...L...

"What?" Octavia asked, confused as she stumbled a bit off of her case from Lyras slamming of the door.

"Tonight, a blue and white mare asked if I knew you. She had roses and told me she was your marefriend!" Lyra shouted as she approached Octavia. Octavia titled her head back a bit as Lyra was now right in front of her face.

Instantly she knew who Lyra was talking about. Vinyl must have thought It a nice gesture to give her roses after the performance but she couldn't help wonder why Vinyl claimed that she was her marefriend.

"Lyra you know me, I don't have a maref-" Lyra held up a hoof to Octavia to silence her as she closed her eyes, taking a long inhale then exhale.

"Do. You. Have. A marefriend, or not?"

"No!"

"Don't fucking lie to me TAVI! I met her tonight, so don't you fucking lie to me!" Lyra shouted at Octavia who was taking notice of a tear forming up at her eye.

"I'm not!" Octavia shouted, surpassing Lyras volume as she flailed her hooves above her head. "I don't even know the mare! I only met her last night, that's it!"

That instantly stopped Lyras shouting. Lowering her hooves, Octavia began to pant in order to catch her breath. They both stood there, looking at one another. Lyra looked down at the ground, thinking a bit before raising her head to meet Octavia's eyes once again.

"So, you only met her last night?" Lyra questioned, still uncertain if Octavia was telling the truth.

"Yes. She's not my marefriend. She's just someone I met last night at a bar. She was kind enough to let me spend the night at her place. That's all..." Octavia stated in the calmest voice she could muster. Lyra's heart began to race from Octavia's words.

"Did you...Do anything?" Lyra said in a very low voice, almost a whisper.

"W-What?" Octavia asked a tad shocked that Lyra would even want to know that. "No no, we didnt do anything like that." Octavia said in a panicked tone as she flat out lied to her roommate. Normally Octavia wouldn't lie to Lyra, but judging by her actions she figured it was best not to tell her the real details of last night. For now at least...

Lyra let out a heavy sigh, almost as if she was relieved to hear that Octavia hadn't done any funny business last night. Her body relaxed a bit as she sat down moving her face away from Octavia. Octavia did the same but still remained a little uneasy around her. She gave an uncomfortable look to Lyra as she began scratching the back of her head.

"Uhh look Lyra, about the other night..." Octavia started up but stopped herself. She was still trying to gather her courage to tell her why she acted the way she did. Not wanting her to continue, Lyra raised her hoof to silence Octavia.

"Me first." Octavia with her thunder stolen away from her nodded her head. "I was up all night last night." Lyra began as their phone started to ring from an incoming call. Lyra didn't pay any attention to the rings. Nor Octavia for that matter, she was too focused on Lyras next words. "I felt bad for kicking you out with nowhere to go, heck I didn't even give you a chance to explain yourself." The phone continued to ring. "And I think I know why you did what you did." lyras cheeks became red at the end of her sentence.

"You do?"

"Yeah, and the truth is... I-" Lyra was interrupted from continuing her sentence when the answering machine began to record the message of whoever was calling them. Both Tavi and Lyra turned to look to the answering machine to hear who it was.

Hi you've reached Lyra and Octavia, we're not in right now. Please leave your name, number and your message.

Hey babe, it's Vinyl... I was just thinking about all the things we did last night. It was soooo much fun. I had never felt so good before in my life! The things you could do with your tongue... Oh my." You could hear her giggle a bit in between her sentences. "I was wondering if you'd wanna go for round two tonight at my place after the performance tonight, but I didn't see you, so I couldn't surprise you with some flowers I bought ya." There was a momentary pause. "Anyways, call me." The message stopped recording as Vinyl hung up her side of the line.

Octavia's head sunk into her torso some. She couldn't believe the timing of the call... She couldn't believe that Vinyl had somehow managed to get her number! She closed her eyes and turned to face Lyra. When she opened her eyes, she saw a Lyra with tears streaking down her cheeks, bottom lip quivering and ears folded back.

"I can't believe you." Lyra said in a scornful mutter.

"Lyra it's not what it sounds like..."

"Then what does it sound like Tavi!? Because it sound's like you lied to me!" Lyra smeared the tears on her face as she tried to wipe them away. "God, I can't believe how stupid I am, of course your lied to me!" Lyra got up and began to storm her way past Octavia and head towards her room.

"Wait! Lyra! Let me explain!" Octavia said as she reached out to grab Lyra by her tail. Lyra quickly turned around, breaking Octavia's hold on her tail.

"Explain!? Explain what?!" Lyra came closer to Octavia, her voice raised to the highest volume she could possibly make.

"Please, you don't understand." Octavia was becoming more and more desperate as she continued to try to explain herself. Lyra stood there, waiting to hear what Octavia had to say but she was frozen stiff. Scoffing at Octavia, Lyra turned her back to Octavia and headed down the hallway once more. Octavia had become so flustered, so distraught, she blurted out the only thing she could think of to make Lyra stop.

"I love you!" Instantly Octavia covered her mouth with both her hooves as her ears folded back and her eyes became beaded. It had worked. Lyra ceased her exit, just a few feet from her room.

The room became tense as Octavia looked over at Lyra, wishing she could take that sentence back. Octavia stood there studying everything about Lyra, looking for any kind of response from her; be it her body or her words. Lyra slowly turned her head back to Octavia, her gaze deadlocked on the floor.

"What?" She asked as if Octavia had said it in some foreign language.

Cringing her shoulders up a bit she repeated herself. "I-I, love you..." Lyra lifted her gaze from the floor to meet Octavia's eyes. lyra slowly shook her head back and forth at Octavia.

"I don't..." And with that she went into her room, slamming her door.

A sound of glass shattering could be heard from Octavia's chest. She plopped herself onto the floor and buried her face in the rug. She could hear Lyra cursing and talking to herself within her room as she quietly sobbed into the carpet. She had done it. She had said those words and she hated herself for it.

A while passed as Octavia continued to bawl her eyes out into the carpet until she heard a series of knocks coming from the front door. She lifted her face up and thought for a moment to act as if she wasn't home but decided not to do so. She got up and made herself as presentable as possible, slicking her mane into place and wiping the tears from her eyes before opening the door, revealing much to her surprise, the orchestra instructor. The second to last pony she wanted to see right now.

"Oh, hi Octavia. Is Lyra home?" Octavia looked behind her shoulder to Lyra's room then shook her head.

"She, she's not home yet." Octavia said as she sniffled a bit, still half teary eyed.

"I see. ." He said to himself. "Well would you mind coming with me to the café just down the street? There's a few things I need to discuss with you." Octavia wasn't particularly fond of going down there with him right now, but she figured with her missing both practice and the performance that she owed it to him.

"Oh, yeah..." Octavia said as she wiped another tear that was forming. "Just let me get some bits."

"No need" The instructor waved his hoof to Octavia. "My treat, come on."

Gathering her keys the two left the apartment and headed down to the local café at the end of the block Octavia lived on. Neither of them spoke to each other as they strolled down the sidewalk. Octavia embraced the silence, she wasn't in a real talkative mood at the moment.

During their walk Octavia began to wonder as to why the Instructor had shown up at her front door. Typically he would just give a call whenever he needed to discuss something with them. Maybe he was just being friendly? Maybe he wanted some insight as to why she had missed today. But Octavia kept thinking of the worst case scenario; That he was going to be kicking her out of the orchestra. The perfect end to a perfect day she thought...

They finally arrived at the café. Octavia got two seats out in the patio section while the instructor got the coffee. Octavia gazed up at the stars, letting her mind drift wherever it pleased, not caring to focus on anything. She just felt, out of it. When she looked back down she saw the instructor returning, two cups in hoof as he sat down. He passed a drink over to Octavia and took a sip out of his before starting up.

"So... We got a problem here."

Octavia finally snapped herself out of state of shock to respond. "No we don't. I'm sorry about missing the performance tonight. It won't happen again." Octavia's words lacked any emotion at all. Almost as if she didn't care that he was about to possibly remove her from the orchestra. The instructor looked a tad confused at Octavia's response.

"Ha, you think I'm here to talk about you missing tonight?" He smirked at Octavia's innocence, while Octavia now had the expression of confusion. "No I know your a good person, so I wont bother with asking why you missed it. Just see that it never happens again okay?"

"Uhh Okay."

"I'm here to talk about a different matter."

"What matter exactly?"

"Well, since Lyra wasn't home yet I assume you don't know. After the performance Lyra was approached by Gibbons. Words were exchanged. None of which I heard, but after they were spoken Lyra got up and punched Gibbons in the snout. He fell down row after row into multiple chairs and instruments until he finally fell off the stage." Octavia couldn't believe what she was hearing. Lyra had never been a one for violence, even if she hated Gibbons as much as she did. "I approached her, told her she was suspended until further notice and after I said that she just barged out of the concert hall."

"Okay so she punched him. What does that have to do with me?"

"Well, it involves you because I need your help. Both in solving and resolving this." The instructor leaned back in his chair a bit before restarting. "After she left I went over to check on Gibbons who was already being treated. When I arrived I saw his left hoof had already been bandaged up. Apparently it broke from the tumble he took. That being the case, Gibbons made mention to me that he is going to sue Lyra for assault, along with pain and suffering."

He took a moment to take another sip from his coffee before continuing. "With the possibility of Lyra being sued, I've had to let her go... For now. Legal issues and what not, it's nothing personal." He leaned forward to put more emphasis on his next words. "Now, that you know I need you to tell me why she did what she did." Octavia looked down at her cup.

"I don't know why she did."

"No idea? Not one?" Octavia was silent. "Please Octavia I need your help here."

"I can't say why she would punch him, I honestly don't know."

"Well that's a shame."

"Sorry."

"You didn't let me finish my sentence Octavia. It's a shame alright. A shame that your such a bad liar." Octavia snapped her head back up at him, her mouth slightly agape. "Oh don't act so surprised. Anyone could tell from the tear stains under your eyes that something is going on... That and I could hear Lyra cursing from the inside of her room once you opened the door. So, you want to talk to me? Or am I going to have to get this information from Lyra?"

Octavia gave a little chuckle as she held her cup up to her mouth. "Am I that easy to read?" She took a quick sip and set the drink down on the table. She sighed heavily before beginning; she was growing rather tired of explaining her actions from the previous night. "The other night I did something that got me kicked out of the house..."

Octavia explained the whole ordeal in extensive detail. Every little thing she could think of telling him she did.

"And that's what happened... When she came home she started yelling to me about having a marefriend. Then I said... I loved her."

The instructor began to laugh hysterically as Octavia finished her story. He even slapped his knee a couple of times before calming himself down.

"And just what the hell is so funny!?" Octavia asked, upset that he was laughing at her.

"Oh nothing, I'm sorry Octavia. I'm not laughing at the situation. I'm laughing at how naive you are."

"What?"

The instructor cleared his throat of any chuckles he still had and leaned forward to Octavia. "You've had relationships before right?"

"Y-yeah, a few stallions but no mares or anything like that."

"Uh huh and was Lyra ever mad you at you back then?"

"Well no."

"So what makes this time any different?"

"I don't know. Because I kissed her maybe?"

"Oh come on Octavia don't be so stupid, she obviously cares very deeply for you. Why else would she get so upset with you having one. That's if you had one... Did this thought never occur to you?" It in fact had not occurred to her.

"Did you not just listen to me explain everything? She said she doesn't love me." Octavia whimpered a bit.

"She said that because she's hurt. If you had explained things to her like you did for me she would have understood. Well... On second thought she may have been pissed about you having sex with a stranger but otherwise I think she would have forgiven you."

"No, I don't think she will..." Octavia put her elbows on the table and began to cry some more into her hooves. She tried her best to stop herself but she couldn't.

"Hey hey, no crying now." The instructor said as he moved his chair to Octavia's side and wrapped his hoof around her, comforting her. He grabbed one of her hooves away from her face and patted it a few times before continuing. "Listen to me Octavia. I've known you girls for almost a year now, Lyra isn't the type of mare who hates anypony, especially you. I know it may seem that she does right now but believe me that's not the case. Just give her some time, then explain to her what really happened. She'll forgive you, trust me."

Octavia wiped her tears from her eyes and looked up at the instructor.

"R-Really?" She sniffled a bit at him.

"Yeah, I'm certain of it." She gave the instructor a small smile.

That one sentence was exactly what she needed. It made her hopeful and somewhat happy again. The instructor then gave her a quick hug. He then went to remove his hooves from her but Octavia stopped him. She wanted to be held a bit longer. After a minute or two of continues hugging she let go of him, and gave him a larger smile than the previous one.

"Feeling better now?"

"Yeah, thanks."

"Don't mention it." The instructor gave a smile back to Octavia. He was glad he could make her feel better.

Both of them relaxed as they enjoyed each other's company. The instructor simply sat there while Octavia relished in the very thought that Lyra cared for her. The lovely moment was broken when the instructor cleared his throat to begin talking.

"Thank you for the information Octavia that helps me a great deal with comprehending this situation."

"Your welcome."

"Well..." The instructor drawled out as he sat up to stretch. "I best be heading home now... I'll give a talk to Gibbons tonight, see if I can't get him to drop the charges on Lyra. Once that's done Lyra can come back and play for the orchestra." The instructor looked at his watch then finished off the rest of his coffee with a quick gulp. "I'll give you a call once I know that they've been dropped. Sound good?"

"Yeah sounds good, and thanks sir..."

"Your quite welcome. I'll see you first thing in the morning for practice then." The instructor turned around and took a step or two before he turned back to Octavia who was getting up to make her exit as well. "One more thing Octavia... Good luck with Lyra."

Octavia gave him a look of confidence in response and with that they both went their separate ways.

Author's Note

Fair warning here, there is no clop, this is a filler chapter. I will make it up to you guys though! Believe me, what is planned for the next chapter is quite 'juicy'.

So I just want to apologize for the delay on this chapter post. I know its a lot shorter than the other chapters its just that me and my friend ran into some huge writers block when writing it, thus taking a bit longer for it to be written :\

On a side note however, I now have an editor, Woot! He's/She's going to edit the next chapter of the story. The only reason he/she didn't edit this one was because I didn't want you guys to wait too long for an update.

On a side side note I hope you all enjoy this chapter. :3