//------------------------------// // Unheard // Story: Techno of Emotions // by Ripcord //------------------------------// "It was two days ago when she left me, currently it's five days before a big event when I try win her back. I believe you'll need to understand what happened so here is the story of what happened those past two day, this is my story of loss and heartbreak." It was raining out, hail pounded the sides of the house as me and Octavia fought. I never thought I could go so wrong in my life, sleeping with someone other then her, what was I thinking. The sounds brought spectators as we fought. I remember every word. "Vinyl how could you, why?" yelped Octavia as she charged up the stairs. "I-I didn't mean to she means nothing to me," Cried Vinyl back. "It doesn't mater if you liked it or not Vinyl, you still did it....you still hurt me," Octavia was holding her emotions tight, as if they were in a steel cage. "I'm sorry Octavia, just put your stuff back, please Tavy please," "Sorry doesn't cut it this time Vinyl, you don't understand, I did everything for us I even gave up my spot as 1st seat in the Royal Band, I worked and fought and bled for us and you go off and sleep with some random mare," "N-no it didn't work like that," "How did it work she bought you a fucking drink and you thought "Oh this could be fun" why Vinyl, tell me why," "I don't know what I was feeling, the music and her voice....I lost myself in her, the daze was bliss and I let myself get sucked in, I was weak Octavia and I'm sorry," " I-*sniff, sniff* darn nose, I can't believe it Vinyl, I don't want to, I need to get out, I need to leave," Octavia ran out the door, I was close behind. I grabbed her hoof with tears streaming down my face, Octavia looked at me and that steel cage cracked and she too began to cry a little. She shut her eyes and broke away, I watched as she ran and ran farther away until i could see her anymore. I shut the door and walked a few paces before collapsing in the middle of the floor, I balled and screamed when I hit. "I'm sorry, why am I weak, so fucking weak I can't control myself and I lost her *kack* I lost her. I-I-I can't go on. I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE," I cried on and on until morning. The sun broke through the curtains, I tried to hide but the sun seemed to find me in my state of dismay, my heartbroken, tear stricken state of solitude. I managed to get up and walk to the top of the house, I sat on the roof and took a deep breath. The thought of jumping flogged my mind, it seemed like such a sweet relief just a few moments of peace before it would be all over, no more pain, no more fear, no more memories. But I remained on the roof, something wouldn't let me it held me there and I felt comforted a bit, the suns rays warmed my backside and the smell of colorful flowers in Apple Acres filled the air, and for the first time I heard the birds true song of life. I decided to stay a while longer, to fight past my emotions and carry on. I ran down stairs quickly, falling as i did so and shot back up, running to my studio never seemed like such a long run but being beat down by grief can make anything seem hard. I broke down the door, grabbed my silver bone key and unlocked the chassis to where I kept my synthesizer. I carried it to the sound table next to the generator, I hooked it up and pressed the record button and began to pour all my feelings into one harmonious ballad of sounds that could make even a dragon feel pity. As tear drops hit the synthesizer new sounds were beginning to unfold, as if it too felt my pain and I continued to go on and work the new sound into the song. I composed on and on until the tune was complete, I wasted no time trying to fix it, it was a raw interpretation of my emotions, and I was going to save it till the Equestrian Musicians Contest where I knew she would be. IT was already dark out so I went to the bar to have a drink, It's a small gift that might let me forget for a moment. I walked in and sat down, I tapped my hoof to signify that i wanted a Hay Maker, the bar tender slid the drink down. I slammed it down, it burned as it went down, I tapped again and he sent another as the mare from a few nights ago sat next to me. she put her hoof on the one I left on the table as I pounded another before facing her. "Hey babe, you come back for another go hehe," the pony dancer said. "No, I don't want to see you, I came to get shit faced and leave," replied Vinyl. "Oh but you can't go home like that, you'll be hung over with nothing to remember," the pony dancer said cutely as she moved closer, I pushed her away and began to wobble out the door. "I'll always remember what I did, goodbye and please don't talk to me anymore," I slammed the door wobbling out of the bar, I began to tear up as I walked home and the fireflies danced around me. It seemed like my world got flipped, like everything was just pulled away in a blink of an eye, but I'll get it back and keep it. I made it home and fell a few times trying to climb the stairs, only two Hay Makers and there goes my coordination, but I managed to get up the stairs and collapse in my bed thinking about her....Octavia. "Octavia, where are you, where did you go Octavia....Oh there you are, why are you crying?" asked Vinyl questioningly "You did this to me, you killed me, you broke my heart," Whispered Octavia as she fell over onto the floor in the same spot she cried when she left, revealing the large gash in her chest. there was a trail of blood leading to where her heart lay, I gasped for breath scared out of my mind. "Wake up Vinyl wake up!" Vinyl screamed. "You can't run from this Vinyl, you can hide from what you did to MEEEE!" Octavia's mane began to turn black, she flacked up and ashes began to fall from her, her body slowly fell apart and she screamed the whole time as it happened. I watched crying in both fear and sadness for her as she faded away into ash. Tho only thing left was her heart on top of a table locked in a stone cage, I wanted to wake up I wanted to leave this damed place, but something made me stay and watch as she was blown away. I awoke in a cold sweat, my mane was dripping wet and my hoofs were cold, my vision was foggy and I could see my breath as I shot out of bed and ran downstairs to see if she was there...dead, burned alive somehow, but there was nothing there just the couch and rug that had always been there. I walked back upstairs and sat down on the recliner, I grabbed the glass of water on the counter top and chugged it all down. I got up and got in the shower, the hot water brought relief to my aced body as every part finally began to relax after that terrible, terrible nightmare. As the water ran down she played with her mane a little before getting out, she looked in the mirror and rubbed some of the fog away. "Five days," I said as I looked at myself bare and exposed in the mirror, eventually I left to style my mane before heading out to tackled another day.