"So, I've given up. Not on life of course, but I've given up on Vinyl. I'm still having a difficult time accepting all of this, and I know it'll take some time. For now, I guess the smartest thing to do would be to tell her. I know it won't change anything and that she'll still just be a friend, but I don't want her being left in the dark. She's been there long enough."
Neon shook as he stood in front of the door, the door to Vinyl's apartment room. The words that he was going to tell her playing in his mind over and over again. He was trying to figure out how to say it. Could he just say it bluntly? Just "I love you"? No, he wanted to explain. He tried to put the words he wanted to say in the right order, he had to plan everything that he was going to say, he only has one chance to say it, because he wasn't sure if he was strong enough to say it again.
"So...uh...Vinyl"
He began to try to imagine how it would go in his head.
"The thing is...I love you. No no no. That sounds stupid."
Neon began to pace back and forth in front of the door.
"What's the point in planning? There's no way I'm gonna say what I'm thinking. I always mess up my words and everything just comes out wrong." Neon though out loud.
His light bluish grey hoof met the door, knocking very quietly. Neon stood stiffly, his heart racing in his chest. He knew he needed to relax, or he was gonna pass out in front of the door.
Neon's heart jumped when the door opened slightly.
"Hello? Who is there?" A soft voice spoke.
There stood Octavia Melody, Vinyl's roommate and marefriend.
"I-It's Neon Lights." Neon stuttered. She opened the door completely, she rubbed her eyes with a yawn and her mane was slightly disheveled.
"So sorry, Neon. Vinyl is sleeping at the moment. Perhaps you should come back later? I wouldn't want to wake her, I'm afraid she might snap at me." Octavia said.
"Why would she snap at you? She isn't usually that cranky after being woken up." Octavia sighed and looked down.
"Lately Vinyl's been acting so distressed lately, and she won't answer me when I ask her why."
Neon stood there as the feeling of guilt struck him.
I feel like such a bad person for making her feel this way, I had no idea she'd end up as depressed as I am. I promised myself long ago that I'd never hurt her, but I have. I broke my own promise, and the only was to make myself feel better about this is to make things right, and the only way I can make things right...is to talk to her.
"I-I see." Was all he could reply.
"But if you need to," Octavia began, "I could leave a message."
"N-No, that's okay. It's kind of personal, besides, I would want to drag you into this mess."
"I don't mind, will it help Vinyl?"
"I.." Neon looked down at his hooves, "I'm not sure."
Octavia stepped back and let the door open wider as she made room in the doorway.
"Come in." She offered. Though Neon wasn't sure about this, he was going to end up telling Octavia, and he won't know how that will end up.
Will she get mad at me for being in love with her marefriend? I don't know Octavia all that well, so I'm not sure how well she's going to take this.
Neon stepped into the small apartment, taking in the smell of lavender.
Smells like she just got done cleaning in here.
Octavia made her way over to the couches.
"Sit down and relax for a bit, I'll be back with some tea."
Octavia brought back a tray, on top of it sat two tea cups, a tea pot, two small spoons, and a small bowl that contained sugar cubes. The set looked rather expensive. Octavia sat down on the couch on the opposite side and gently sat the tray onto the long-table. Then she poured Neon and herself a cup of tea, and proceeded to put two sugar cubes into her cup.
The aroma coming from the tea was very relaxing and it had a hint of sweetness to it, after Neon took his first sip he knew it wasn't just a lovely smell.
"Now," Octavia began, "would you like to talk? I can tell that something is up between you and Vinyl."
Neon simply looked down at his tea, staring into his reflection. He didn't even know where to start.
"Vinyl tells me you two have been close friends since childhood." She sipped her tea and sighed. "She said that...you were her muse. You gave her musical inspiration, and you kept her going even when she wanted to give up."
Where is her inspiration coming from now? Neon thought.
"Lately she's been depressed, I haven't seen her do any of her work all week, and if she keeps this up it could be bad for her job. I believe that she has lost her motivation, her inspiration is gone. And that's why I know that you have something to do with this.
Vinyl really is just as depressed about this as I am.
"Neon Lights," Octavia began as she sat down her tea. "Tell me what happened. Maybe there's some way I can help?" She looked at Neon with worried eyes.
She really does love Vinyl, she's worried about her, and if I mess this up, I could lose them both as friends. I need to chose my words wisely. How do I even begin to explain? Will she even understand? Maybe she won't understand, even if I were to explain everything with sugar coating the whole thing.
"I-I love Vinyl."
Octavia's eyes widened, nearly spitting out her tea.
"I beg your pardon, could you repeat that?"
"I...I love Vinyl. I've loved her for a long time, but I only just realized my feelings for her until just recently."
Neon sighed and took a sip of his tea. Octavia sat in confusion and she continued to sip her tea as well.
"When Vinyl introduced me to you, my heart shattered. I was too late, and should have realized my feelings sooner."
Octavia simply sat there, sipping at her tea and nodding as Neon explained. She didn't know how to feel about all of this, and as Neon kept talking, she couldn't help but start feeling...guilty.
Neon sat down his empty tea cup onto the saucer, and Octavia was still trying to wrap her brain around everything that was just explained to her. Neon could feel all of the tension in the room and he didn't know what to do to break it. The room grew silent, nothing could be heard, until the light sound of hoofsteps came from the other room, and soon afterwards the slow squeak of an opening door.
Neon tensed up, he didn't want to move, he could feel her eyes on him. He could feel the daggers digging into the back of his head. Ignoring almost all of his being telling himself not to turn around, he looked back to see her standing behind him, her beautiful crimson red irises looking right at him, they were filled with anger, but more importantly they were filled with beauty and emotion.
A single tear fell and glided along her cheek.
"W-What the hell are you doing here?"