My three loves from rwby.
Ruby POV:
"Weiss." My voice comes out like a whispered prayer.
You were always the one who seemed so perfect, like freshly fallen snow, beautiful and untouched.
Your body moving against mine, making me writhe in pleasure.
Beauty.
"Weiss!" My voice raises in volume, feeling me muscles tighten.
Power.
"Ruby..." Weiss whispers, her eyes shut tight.
Perfection.
But you're not.
You're not perfect. You're not powerful. You're not beautiful. At least not on the inside. You can keep up outward appearances, but I know the truth. Every time we're together like this, it's always the same. No love. Just sex. Just a way to relieve frustration. Because you don't love me, you love her.
And me. I'll never tell you how I feel. I might slowly be slipping into a deeper and deeper depression, knowing that you don't feel the same way about me as I do about you. But I'm keeping up appearances too, so I doubt you can even tell.
You're tough to be around, at least when we're not being intimate. But I can pretend. I can be happy, and put on a fake smile. I can laugh, and joke around. I can act like it doesn't bother me at all when you stand a little closer then necessary to her, when you have lingering touches with her, when you smile around her like you never smile around me.
You don't love me. Big deal. It's not like it would have ever worked out, we just don't go together. We get in each other's way, and fight constantly. But it still hurts.
But I won't ever tell you how I feel. Because you don't love me... Some days I wonder if you even like me. Do you even like me?
I lay my head against your chest, listening to your heart beat as you sleep. This is the only time I feel there is even the slightest bit of love in this terrible relationship, when you're asleep and I pretend to be asleep. It's not long before you wake up again, looking at my head resting on your chest in a mixture of disgust and pity... I hate when you give me that look. You move to get up, and I cling for a second before you shrug me off. You leave... You always, always leave, you never even give me a chance.
I wish I could get out of this relationship, you can't even call it that really, but nonetheless I want out. I'm sick and tired of feeling unloved every time I'm with you, I'm tired of seeing how much you love her and not me! I'll never tell you how I feel, but that doesn't mean you don't know exactly how I feel about you.
I just want to be happy.
"Ruby." Blake muttered as she leaned in, capturing my lips in a hard kiss.
"Blake...?" I whisper. How did this happen? How was I kissing the woman who stole the heart of the woman I love. "Wh-What are you-?"
"I like you." Blake smiled. "Be my girlfriend?"
I ran away. Why did I run away? Why was I so scared? I should have been happy! This was the escape I had been looking for, the way to get out of the terrible relationship that was slowly destroying me. But it wasn't supposed to be like this. I was supposed to find a nice girl, someone who wasn't on my team, someone I could get a fresh start with. It wasn't supposed to be this complicated!
I slump down to the floor, crying into my hands. I don't want this, I never wanted any of this! It's not long before Yang finds me. She's always has this sense to find me when I'm sad. I lie and say I had a hard day and couldn't take it. It's not really a lie, I've just had a hard time for a lot longer then a day. Yang takes me up to my room, leaving me alone to get some rest. It's not long before Blake comes in.
"Why'd you run away?" Her voice is a soft question.
"I don't wanna talk about it." I mumble softly.
"Ruby."
I sigh, sitting up. "It's complicated."
"I'm willing to listen." Blakes voice is kind, reassuring.
Another sigh. "I'm kinda of in a relationship already... Well, not really..."
"Elaborate." Blake sat down next to me. I pull me knees ip to my chest. When she wraps an arm around my shoulder I don't move away, rather I lean into the touch.
"Weiss and me... Are having sex." Blake remains silent. "But she doesn't like me... She likes you."
Blake nodded before standing, offering her hand to Ruby. "Come with me."
I took her hand, letting her lead me out the room, all the way to the library where Weiss was.
"We need to talk." Blakes voice held no room for argument.
"W-What is it?" Weiss eyed me angrily. I shrink behind Blake.
"Ruby told me what's been going on between you two." Blake glared at Weiss.
Weiss looked shocked before glaring daggers at me. "She's lying!"
I wilt at her comment, so hateful, so cruel.
"Save it ." Blake hisses. "I'm here to tell you that she is no longer yours to covet."
"What?" Weiss squints at Blake as if she's suddenly grown a second head.
"From this day on Ruby is free to choose to be with whoever she wishes!" Blake took my hand in hers. She kissed the back of my hand lovingly.
"Who said she didn't want to be with me?!" Weiss crossed her arms with a defiant smirk.
"Then why not come out that you're dating her?" Blake asks, not backing down.
"Well you see-" Weiss stumbled over her words.
"You like someone else, and this is just sex for you." Blake spoke the truth but it still hurt. "You took no regard for Rubys feelings and only thought of yourself!"
"So! That doesn't mean I don't still want her." Weiss shrieked.
"She's not just some object!" Blake shouted at her.
That made Weiss grow quiet for a second. "I didn't mean to hurt anyone, I just wanted something casual."
We all stood there for a while, not saying anything, then Blake lead me out of the library.
"Are you okay Ruby?" She asked, pulling me into a light hug.
"Yeah I'm fine..." I pull away slightly. "Blake, I still have feelings for Weiss... I can't date you."
"I know." Blake mumbled. "But that doesn't mean I'm going to give up the hope of being with you."
"W-What?"
"From this day on I'm going to do everything in my power to erase your heartache, and show you that there is a new love waiting for you." Blake smiles sweetly, kissing my forehead.
I stare at her dumbstruck. It's only when she touches my cheek that I realize how red my cheeks are. I nod pulling my hood over my head before walking away.