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// Part 2 - A Sour of Heart 
// Story: Sweet Strings 
// by DashCamp(IDBrony) 
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Julian - CsCamper - DashCamp(IDBrony)

Part 2 – A Sour of a Heart



It had been weeks since Octav ran away from home, Lyra was still thinking about her. She tried a lot of things to find her, but her foalself limited her action. Lyra became a bit weird, her parents were worried about her. Lyra’s parents tried to cheer their daughter who just lost a best friend, but they didn’t know that Lyra see Octav more than a friend. Days and months, and eventually a year had passed, Lyra was still searching for Octav. Lyra didn’t want to give up nor having a thought to do so.To cheer herself, she played her Lyre, to memorize every moment she had with Octav before she ran away. The sound of her Lyre was full of pain, not only Lyra, a filly was outside the window and felt the same.

A year without result, Octavia’s family tried many ways, but not a single of them succeeded to find Octav. Lyra still continued, she even tried a wilder attempt like once, she packed her things and wanted to take a train to search Equestria for Octav but she didn’t have enough bits to do it. The farthest she could do was helping Octav’s parents scattering the papers, stuck the paper around hoping for somepony to recognize it. One day, Lyra was gluing the paper to the pole when a filly approached her from behind, the filly nervously poked Lyra’s shoulder. Lyra looked behind, she saw a small filly who attracted her attention in the second year. With saggy hair and cyan coat, she looked very different when she was inside the class.

Lyra recognized that filly in the class as the ‘coltly’ girl, she never cry nor whine, she protected other fillies from bullies even though she was just a filly. But she was very different when Lyra looked at her, she was very shy, she looked pretty embarrassed. She tried to say something to Lyra but her voice was too low, “May I help you?”, a question came out from that filly’s mouth. Lyra could only replied with her sad face, “Thank you”. The filly helped Lyra to stick the papers for the rest of the day, but that filly didn’t seem to care about the paper, she only wanted to get closer to Lyra.

“My name is Bon Bon”, she introduced her name to Lyra. Lyra didn’t reply much, her mind was still filled with Octav, Bon Bon could only stand awkwardly after telling her name, and went back home. Bon Bon helped Lyra everyday, but Lyra felt a bit annoyed because Bon Bon didn’t help her seriously. Slowly, Lyra became upset of Bon Bon, she raised her voice and scolded Bon Bon. Bon Bon was very different, she cried, for the first time Lyra saw her cry. Lyra was very upset, she continued to do her usual activities, but that time she felt lonely. She ignored it at first but her heart couldn’t forgive herself, she quickly chased after Bon Bon.

Bon Bon was running back to her home, she tried to run home as fast as she could. Her hooves were stopped by a shout from behind, “Bon Bon! Wait!”, the sound was blurry. In the distance, she saw Lyra running to her, and Bon Bon was standing there, stunned. Lyra stopped in front of Bon Bon with pants from her mouth, she was breathing heavily and sweating. After she caught up her breath, she started talking, “I’m sorry Bon Bon, I was so selfish that I didn’t look at your help”,Bon Bon hid her face from Lyra, few sobbing sound came behind her hiding face.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I was thinking about my friend, I’m sorry *sob* I’m sorry..” , Lyra started crying, she apologized with drops from her eyes. Bon Bon wiped her tears with her front hoof, “I’m sorry I was also really selfish, I didn’t help any at all.”, she replied with some tears left within her eyes. “Will you help me again, Bon Bon?”, “Sure”, Bon Bon replied cheerfully. The pony around them only looked at the two chatting fillies, and leaving short after the scene ended.

The two fillies helped Octavia’s mother with all their might,but  the townfolks already forgot about Octavia. Octavia’s mom turned sick from day to day, and her husband ran away days ago. She was sick but she didn’t want to give up, she used all her power to search for her child, Lyra tried to make her take a rest a lot of time, but her spirit was un-blockable. Lyra was really worried about her, accompanied by Bon Bon, she helped her almost anywhere, until one day, she collapsed. Lyra’s family visited Octavia’s mom in the hospital, she looked really pale, her temperature was high, her body was trembling. Lyra took care of her like her second mom, she visited her everyday and sometimes stayed overnight.

Weeks passed, but Octavia’s mom didn’t become better, in fact, her body became worse. She looked very skinny, her mane slowly turned grey, the doctor said it was an effect of being stressed. Her action slowly turned out of control, she kept trying to sneak out of the hospital at night, searching for her daughter. Lyra stayed overnight and tried to hold her once, but a sick adult mare was still stronger. And the peak of it, she tried to take a train to another city. Her body condition became worse, she could hardly walk, she couldn’t even stand. She lied down on her bed, powerless, blinking and breathing were the last thing she could do, and slowly her sight became blur.

“Doctor! Help!”, Lyra’s little voice shouted into the hospital receptionist phone, a doctor and nurses quickly rushed into the hospital room. Octavia’s mom was panting heavily, tears flowed from her eyes, the pulse indicator was almost dead. The doctor asked Lyra and her family to left the room, the door was shut and it was really quite. Not so long, the doctor opened the door, he took off his mask and informed them something, “I hope all of you can accompany her on her Dead bed.”. Lyra and her parents went into the room quietly, behind the bed curtain, Lyra could see Octavia’s mom, sitting on bed assisted by a nurse. Octavia’s mom opened her mouth, her voice was very weak, “Oc.. tav... c...come... back..”, she pulled out her last power, and breathed out her last breath. The room was filled with silence, the last memory Lyra had from the room, was a long screeching sound full of pain.

To be continued....