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// Living the moment 
// Story: Lost Highway: love, loss, faith and dreams 
// by Sorenthehero117 
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[Two days later, Octavia is driving home from work. After she graduated years ago, she got a job back in Canterlot High as a music teacher. Her job paid well and she's been able to provide for herself for over 5 years since her parents passed away a year back. Now she lives alone, and does nothing but work, play cello and write on her journal about the past moments of her life. As she finally got home, the first thing she did was eat before going upstairs to practice on her cello. When she did however, her phone started ringing for the first time in 2 days]



"Hello?", she answered politely as usual. "Melody? Its me again. Listen, I have some news. I really don't have anyone else to tell this to, so if you have a minute or two", he replied eager to tell her something important. "I went back to church yesterday. First time in almost 7 years. I wanted to find an answer, and to my surprise, I found it. Octavia... Dropping out of Canterlot was a mistake. I should have listened to you. So... I'm moving back home and I'll be enrolling back to Canterlot so I can finish what I started", he said before Octavia started to speak. Her face rushed with sudden excitement and put her hand on her mouth in order to not make a sound. "Y-You're coming back here? Really? When?", she said trying to hide her excitement. "Tomorrow morning. I didn't have any place to stay out here anyway. We didn't exactly become an international sensation.



We barely became popular because of the insufferable "dance" genre thats gotten popular over the years", he said sighing as she happily asked him, "do you have any place to stay out here?". "Now that I think about it... No.. I don't. Wow I guess I didn't think ahead of that, did I?", he chuckled softly as he grew silent. "Well, you know I have my own place now right? I have a guest bedroom and... If you want... You can stay here", she said as she blushed slightly.

"Melody, thats very nice of you, but I really don't wanna be a bother. Besides, I'm sure I can find a place by myself, so don't worry about it", he said trying to be nice. "No, its no bother at all. I'd be happy to let you stay here. Don't even worry about it", she said in a kind and gentle tone. "Well... Okay, you win. I'll stop by after I head back tomorrow. Gotta go Melody", he said as he hung up and she sat her phone down. Octavia's face was blushing with joy and excitement as she missed Lewis for years, but didn't admit it to herself.



[As Octavia sat her phone down, she couldn't help but smile and sit on her bed and practice her cello while happily humming along. As she finished her song she grew tired and weary, but not to the point where she wanted to fall asleep. She would rather write in her journal about the past and look upon what happened and how things ended up the way the are now]



September 9, 2006



The next saturday morning was unbelievable. I honestly didn't know what to expect that day when I asked him to spend a saturday with me, but really I was astounded. Not only was he greatly mature, well behaved, but also had a bit of a witty sense of humor, not to the point that resolves around profanity and trash talk. He did crack a joke every once in a while, but not the kind of jokes that, well, anybody at his age would find amusing.



"I grew up around literature and music. I never watched television growing up cause I hated all the phony reality shows, all the moronic men parading like animals, all the stupid kids talking about sex, beer and whatever crap I'm 'supposed' to talk about. I said 'No freaking way. I don't wanna sound like a freak from the street'", is what he said, which I'm not gonna lie, it made me laugh to actually hear somebody finally say that. I don't know if he was for real, or if he was trying to impress me, but whatever it was, I believed it.



Its like he was so disgusted with how boys were acting around his age, even those who have grown up into full grown men, that he made it his sole mission NOT to be like them while still being himself in the process. He was very happy about who he was and didn't want anyone to try and change that. He truly just wanted to be different, and different he was. Its weird that out of everyone in Canterlot High who just enlisted this year, the only mature one happens to be the youngest enlisted this year. He didn't let the age difference matter though. Actually... I didn't tell him how old I was yet, for reasons I was too shy to admit to him. He didn't question my age or even brought it up though, so I just went along with it and we both got to know each other better.



I told him what my musical influences were, and he told me he loved every single one of them, even told me he learned to play piano as a kid just so he can play one song by Beethoven. When I asked him which, he shook his head cause he couldn't remember, as well as his ability to play. When he was a kid, his father abandoned him, and he was the one who taught him how to play, as well as the one who introduced him to classical music. It was during this time that he lost interest in classical music, but that really wasn't what I was more focused on. I mean, he just admitted his dad walked out on him and he addresses it so calmly like he didn't even care.



"Lewis? About you're father... If you don't mind... Do you wanna talk about it? You don't have to bottle it up. You know you can tell me-", I asked before getting interrupted as he started talking sporadically. "Bottle up? What? Hehe I don't mind. He was an asshole. He left me. He left my mother. He promised never to walk away. He promised he'd always have my back", he kept on speaking as I got worried a little as he wouldn't stop. "He made a lot of promises that he failed to keep. He promised to never yell. He promised to always help me. He promised to stop hitting my mother. He promised to stop hitting me.



He promised to stop burning my arms with cigar burns. He promised to stop drinking. He promised he promised he promised he promised he promised HE PROMISED HE PROMISED HE PROMISED", he started screaming out as he flailed his arms crazily while he kept on repeating himself. I didn't know what to do, so I got up and I hugged him tightly without letting go as he kept repeating himself while his voice began to break and tears started to form and he finally broke down and sobbed in my arms as I held him close to me, not letting go no matter what. He was my friend, and I wasn't gonna let this torment eat him alive anymore. I held him close to me and rubbed his hair as he kept sobbing. I felt heartbroken hearing all those words, but there was one thing he said to me, that I will never forget, that finally got me to cry as well.



"W-W-What did I do wrong? Why did he stop loving me? What did I do to fail him? What did I do wrong?", he said still crying and muffled as he cried into my shoulder. He honest to God blamed himself for all the torment and abuse his father put him through. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It broke my heart and I didn't wanna stand by it. "NOTHING! Lewis look at me. Look into my eyes", I said to him as he looked back at me, his face just as heartbroken as one could imagine. "Lewis, what happened with your father wasn't your fault. You did absolutely nothing wrong and he should pay for what he did. You don't deserve to do this to yourself.



Look at you: you're better than this. Buck up and smile", was all that I said to him before he sniffed and smiled softly. "There you go. Smile my handsome black Prince. You look great when you do", I said to him. He blushed for a second as he looked at my eyes for like a minute and said probably something I'm surprised no one ever mentioned about me. "You're eyes are beautiful. Purple, mysterious, and enlightening.



I feel happy when I see those eyes. They make me feel... Welcome", he said to me which got me totally off guard, but made me smile a lot. I didn't know what to say or how to react, he didn't know either. "Thank You Octavia. I'm sorry if I seemed like a psychotic freak a minute ago", he said trying to laugh. I swear all I could think off was hugging him more, but after hearing such a sweet thing coming from such a sweet boy, I did something I never did before...... I kissed him on the cheek and hugged him tightly. I didn't see what his face was like, but I hugged him so hard, I felt his heart beating and it beat really really fast. "T-Thank you Lewis... Thank you for being my friend... Thank you for coming with me today and thank you for being honest with me", I said to him with all the honesty that engulfed my heart in that moment.



I never met a friend as great as him. He was truly one in a million and I was grateful to have him in my life. I felt his arms wrap around me as we hugged for a while, not letting anything ruin the moment. He finally found the friend he was looking for and I finally found the friend I was looking for. We both had a connection, a beautiful connection I wanted to see if it could live forever. So we made it worth every minute we spent in High School. Cease the day, live the moment, and have as much fun as we could, which is what we did for the past 3 months.



[Suddenly Octavia felt her hand start to cramp as she put her pen and Journal down and laid down to take a short nap. Her mind was in a bender as she thought about how much Lewis has probably changed over the years and got a little nervous as she began to dream about the thing she always wanted to do, and the thing she wanted the most]