Click. Tears fell down Octavia's face as she stared at her phone. She immediately began to regret her decision to end their long time friendship. But she couldn't handle any more disappointment.

Every night she'd look over the smiling crowd of fancy ponies as her hooves would play their beautiful song. Her eyes would search for those blue stripes and red eyes and see nothing. This was how it always was. Vinyl would promise and give her a crooked smile, but then something would always come up. Sure, they are both successful musicians with demanding careers, but that shouldn't take over every minute of their lives. Every promise has been broken and each makes a crack on Octavia's heart.

Octavia has always been a little closer to Vinyl, than any other pony. Vinyl always made her laugh with her unusual ways and always knew how to make her smile. She made Octavia forget about her controlling parents and the life that she was raised in. She blushed as she thought of her. Many times shes thought about admitting her feelings, but she'd always back out. Canterlot isn't exactly friendly to same gender couples and she's not even sure if Vinyl likes mares. It would be rude to just assume.

She tossed her phone onto the table in her dressing room in the Concert Hall. Too late now..
Knock. Knock.
"Octavia..?" A mare called out from the other side of the door. "Your on in five minutes."
Octavia wiped the tears from her eyes quickly. "Okay."
"Good luck."
She managed to fake a smile, "Thanks."

She could hear that she was moving away. Looking at her mirror, she tried her best to stand up taller and smile bigger.
But in the back of her mind she can still hear Vinyl screaming to her. Calling her one of her nicknames, like Octy or Tavi.

Vinyl usually only said her full name when they were talking about something serious. Now... what's going to happen?
The purple eyes in the mirror stared back at her. They looked a little sore because of her crying. Vinyl always told her that her eyes were beautiful and Octavia would smile, saying that they didn't match the beauty of Vinyl's red eyes.

She shook her head. No! She must stop thinking about her! All she needs to worry about is the ponies out there. They came to see her and she wouldn't let them down. She can't.

Very quickly, she straightened her pink bow tie and walked out. She waved at the ponies she passed and thanked them for wishing her good luck. The crowds conversations died out as soon as Octavia walked on stage. In the middle sat a grand piano. True, her passion is playing the cello, but sometimes she liked a little change. Plus, she's always been told that she has a beautiful singing voice... Taking a breath she pressed down on the keys and sang.

I comb the crowd, but I can't see your face out there
I'm playing now, won't wait on love
I'm paralyzed, from all these whispers in my brain
I'm focused now, I won't give up

I'm resonant, won't stop for you
playing away, playing away
you play your games, you bring me pain
playing away, playing away
you hurt me now, but I won't cry
I am Octavia
you hurt me now, but I won't cry
I am Octavia

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Vinyl couldn't seem to move when she heard the beep that meant Octavia had hung up. No... She can't be serious! This must be some joke! She sighed. Vinyl really is a terrible friend. She's promised Octavia so many times and told her sorry even more times.

But now she's too focused on her career and trying to get her music noticed to spend time with her. Selfish. That's what she is. She doesn't deserve Octavia's friendship. Not after the way she's been treating her.

"I-I'm so sorry, Octy.." She apologized in her head. "Please forgive me.."

"Vinyl?" Neon tapped on the window of their recording station and opened the door. "Are you okay?"

Vinyl still couldn't look up from her phone. She was slightly glad that she was wearing her shades, it hid the sadness in her eyes. Neon looked at her in concern and then glanced at her phone. All it said was "call ended" and had a picture of a mare, who he recognized was Octavia, on the top of the screen.

"It it about her?" He asked. "What happened?"

Vinyl broke her gaze and slowly placed the phone on the desk. Turning away she sighed, "S-Sorry Neon. I just can't concentrate... I-I just got to go." Then she ran. She ran out of their music studio and away to the place where she knew that Octavia was playing at.

She won't let this break their friendship. She's already lost her family and doesn't want to lose the only pony that she truly cares about. She'll fight to get her back.

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Octavia's singing made many members of her audience tear up. Everypony except Octavia. She refused to cry. She's cried enough and won't let her tears ruin her song.

Ditch me now, but it's you who'll have lost it all
Lost now and bleeding love
Rain it pours, but I won't let it bring me down
I'm playing now, won't wait on love..

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"Hey! I told you my friend is playing right now, so let me in!" Vinyl yelled at the stallion who wouldn't move from the door.

He sighed, getting more and more frustrated. "I said this to you already, I can't let you in! I can let you in during the inter vole."

"I don't want to go in during the inter vole. I want to go in now! I need to be in there right now. I-I got to see her!" Vinyl yelled, trying her best to get through him.

"Sorry I can't allow it." He stopped her, his patience waring thin.

Vinyl huffed angrily, "Fine! You wanna do this the hard way? We can do this the hard way!"

She tried her best to push him away, but he was much stronger than her. She managed to kick him, but he had her in his grasp.

"No! Get off of me! I-I need to see her!" Vinyl screamed, "Octavia!"

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Born strong, believe none
Dying over broken dreams
Born strong, and raised with class

you hurt me now, but I won't cry
I am Octavia
you hurt me now, but I won't cry
I am Octavia
you hurt me now, but I won't cry
I am Octavia
you hurt me now, but I won't cry
I am Octavia
I am Octavia..

The crowd clapped their hooves wildly as the song ended. The tears in their eyes seemed to glisten due to the bright lights above. Octavia got up from the piano and bowed a small bow as she made her way backstage.

"Really?"

"Yep. She was probably just another drunk mare that lost her way. She looks like she belongs in a night club, not a classical concert."

Octavia stopped dead in her tracks. Those stallions aren't possibly talking about Vinyl are they? No. That's just silly.

But..

"Excuse me, but what did this mare look like?" Octavia asked him.

The stallion laughed, "Unicorn with a wild blue striped mane and purple tinted glasses. For some reason she kept insisting on seeing you Miss Octavia. She even started fighting me!"

Octavia looked at him stunned. Vinyl had tried to come and watch her perform? She got in a fight because of her? "That crazy mare..." Octavia laughed mentally. But wait. Where is she?

"W-Where is she?" She asked.

The stallion looked at her confused. Why is she so interested in that crazy mare? "Jail. They had her arrested for assault and resisting arrest."

She gasped, "What! No..!" Vinyl's in prison? Octavia knows how much she hates it there.

Vinyl didn't have the best childhood, with no family members willing to take her in and everyone teasing her because of her eye color, its caused her to be been in jail a couple times before, for fights and stealing. She had told Octavia, when they had become friends, that she never wants to be like that ever again. But now she's back in there. Alone..

"Miss? Are you okay?" He tried to touch her in concern but she pushed his hoof away and ran away for them. She pushed open the back door and breathed in the cool night air.

"I'll be there soon, Vinyl. Just you wait." She took off, towards the Canterlot jail house.

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The stone floor was cold.

It sent shivers up Vinyl's spine. She rubbed at her sore hooves. Damn. Those hoofcuffs were tight. Stupid! She shouldn't have tried to get away. Now she's gonna be in here longer..

She sighed. "Oh Celestia, I hate it here. It's so cold.. and quiet. "

"I told Octavia that I wouldn't end up here ever again.. and now look at me." She stared at the walls. "How could I think that she'd ever want to see me again? She probably hates me.."

Tears began to well up in her eyes, no longer hidden by her shades. For the first time in years, Vinyl began to sob. She had lost the only person that had been for her. The one who had brought her out of her old life of addiction and depression. The one who became her reason to live and be better. Never again will she see that beautiful flowing black mane and that pink bow tie.
Never..

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Octavia pushed through the crowds. Yelling at them to move and making her way through the shops. They looked at her in interest, but then moved on to do their business.

There it was.

She pushed open the doors, breathing heavily. Ignoring their gazes, she made her way to the front desk. The mare looked up to her, curiously.

"Can I help you?"

Octavia took a deep breath, "My friend, by the name of Vinyl Scratch, just recently got arrested."

She nodded. "Yes. Are you wishing to speak to her? She can only have a few visitors right now."

"Yes, please!" Octavia exclaimed.

"Follow me."

She led Octavia to a room that had was separated in the middle with a wall of glass and along the wall was little cubicles that had a telephone, to enable the ponies to speak through the phone and to see each other. Octavia quickly and sat in one of the chairs, waiting.

Then she saw her. The cop brought her in and sat her in the chair in front of Octavia. Vinyl pressed her hoof to the glass in front of her, shocked to see her.

"Octavia?!" She gasped, but Octavia couldn't hear her.

Octavia pointed to the phone next to Vinyl and pressed her phone to her ear. She opened her mouth to her ear to speak, but Vinyl beat her to it.

"I-!'m so sorry, Octavia!" Vinyl cried, "I'm sorry that I couldn't support you! I'm sorry for being so selfish and stupid! I didn't mean for all of this to happen...! H-He just wouldn't let me in to see you and I kinda lost it.. "

Octavia could feel her eyes starting to tear up, "Vinyl... I'm sorry for overreacting.. I should have talked to you before just ending our friendship.. Look what I've caused.. I've caused you to end up in jail!"

"I did this to myself, Octavia. Don't blame yourself for my stupid antics. I'm the idiot that tried to run away from the cops." Vinyl laughed a bit.

Octavia smiled a bit, "What are we going to do, Vinyl?"

She sighed and looked down, "I-I don't know. I'm not exactly swimming in bits right now.."

Octavia thought for a moment before speaking, "Well.. I could pay the fee for you to get out.." She suggested.

Vinyl shook her head, "No, Octavia! I can't ask you to do something like that. That's just stupid!"

"It's not stupid! I'll do it if it means that you can get out of this place and back to me!" Octavia blushed a bit as she yelled at her.

Vinyl looked into her eyes, "D-Do you mean that?"

Octavia pressed her hoof to the glass where Vinyl's was. "Yes."

Vinyl smiled and suddenly wished that she could break through the glass that separates them, to hug the cellist.

"Time's up." The stallion said, nudging Vinyl away.

"Octy! Wait! I-" She tried to speak but she was pushed out of the room.

Octavia put the phone back up and slowly walked away to the lady at the desk.

"Excuse me? How much it the bail for Vinyl Scratch?" She asked. Hoping that it was low enough to be reasonable.

She rummaged through some papers. "About three hundred bits."

Octavia eyes widened for a second, "When am I able to pay?"

She thought for a second, "Well.. the paperwork should be done by tomorrow. So maybe, tomorrow afternoon?"

"Okay.. thank you." Octavia smiled to the mare and walked out of the door. As she did she accidentally knocked into somepony, that caused her to fall.

Octavia rubbed her aching head. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention."

The stallion that she had knocked into dusted off his shirt. "Oh it's alright. I-" His eyes grew wide when he looked up at her. "Wait. Your Octavia, right?"

"Umm.. yes."

"Have you seen Vinyl? She just ran out of the studio and didn't say where she was going!" He rubbed his head. "I've been looking all over for her..but haven't found anything."

Octavia shifted her hooves awkwardly. "..She is actually currently in jail right now."

"What!?!" He laughed not believing her. "You've got to be joking! Wait..your joking right? Please tell me your joking."

She shook her head. "I wish I was.."

"Vinyl! Really? I swear.." He cursed under his breath. "I'm Neon Lights by the way."

That name seemed to click in Octavia's mind. "Oh yes. I remember Vinyl talking about you a couple times about your albums."

"She talks a lot about you, Octavia." He told her, "She goes on and on about your music abilities."

Octavia blushed a little, not knowing that.

"What are we going to do, Octavia? He asked her.

"Well I'm planning on paying her bail tomorrow afternoon. Then she'll be released."

He looked at her, surprised. "How much is it?"

"Three hundred bits." Octavia sighed.

"Are you sure that you'll be to pay that Octavia? I don't want you to be the only one to pay. I can contribute about like maybe almost a hundred bits. Sorry, it's not much." He offered.

Octavia brightened up as she heard his words. Now she has barley enough to pay it, without asking her parents! "Thank you! It really helps."

"I'm glad." He smiled. "I'll meet you back here at around one. Okay?"

"Okay." She nodded, moving away towards home.

"Poor Vinyl.. I hate that she has to spend the night in there.." Octavia's ears dropped as she opened the door to her large home. The day was beginning to come rushing back to her as she flopped onto her wide bed, her body tired and sore.

She stared out the window and up at the twinkling stars above. Luna's moon casting its light onto her.

"Vinyl.."

Author's Notes:

Hi, everypony! Hope you enjoyed this! Next chapter will be posted when it's finished.