A/N Please read! Hey friends - okay, so… this is my very first piece of fiction writing… just about ever. It's an RWBY AU OOC featuring White Rose (that's what the kids are calling it these days, right? :p), with an Easy A / Emperor's New Groove style of narration, plus some fun background musics - but seriously, listen to the music with it, I wrote it listening to the songs over and over, and it really sets the tone :D It'll be angsty, it'll be sappy, it'll be cliché, it'll be great! This is sort of a therapy for me, and I've really enjoyed it so far, so I wanted to share it with you guys. Any and all feedback is welcome, especially with formatting, song choice/suggestions, grammar, spelling, etc. Please enjoy and review!
A/N: songs for this chapter - 'Closer' by Tegan and Sara, 'Remember' by Harry Nilsson
[Closer - Tegan and Sara]
*Ya know… If you had told me a year ago that I would be swinging here in this hammock looking out over the beach with the most beautiful, incredible girl I've ever known in my arms, I would have told you to get your head checked - for one thing, I had a boyfriend (who I thought was my entire world...because that's healthy, of course) and for another thing, I 'didn't swing that way'... or so I thought. But a year later, here I am - no complaints - and if there's one thing I've learned, it's that life never runs out of surprises. But I digress; you're waiting for the story, right?
You see, it all started with…*
THE BREAKUP
[Remember - Harry Nilsson]
*I'll spare you the details of an almost 2 year long, very debilitating relationship with a man named Jaune Arc. Don't get me wrong, Jaune was and is a great guy - kind, caring, and goofy, if not a tad clumsy in the most endearing sense. But Jaune was just about all I had at the time, bordering on obsession. And I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with him, so that was okay with me.*
"I.. I don't understand. Why?" my voice cracked as I tried to comprehend what was happening. I sat on Jaune's ratty, checkered couch, tears threatening to surface. Over the course of those almost 2 years, my world had revolved around him - it couldn't just end. I stared at the peeling floral wallpaper, trying to keep it together. This battered apartment had become more of a home to me than my own place. What in the world was I supposed to do without him?
"Weiss, I just… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I don't… love you anymore. I- I met Pyrrha a-and everything just got turned upside down. But it's not just her, I… I haven't loved you for a while…" he struggled out. He sat in the wooden chair opposite me and lowered his head into his shaking hands.
"...How long is a while? Why didn't you tell me.. sooner?" I wasn't sure if I even wanted to know, but I asked anyway, failing to keep my voice steady.
Jaune sighed, and glanced up at me before looking away again and shifting uncomfortably. "...Since last October. I thought.. maybe it was just a dry spell and I just needed to try harder, but-"
How could he have let it go on for so long? Frantic and angry tears were now falling freely from my eyes. I wanted him to feel as miserable and hurt as I did - the end was inevitable, so I would make it as hard for him as possible. "Four whole months?! ...Have you been seeing her?" I accused. I already knew he hadn't cheated on me - he was too good a person to cheat.
"Wha- no, no of course not, I would never cheat on you… Weiss, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry…" He was at a loss for words. I could tell I had wounded him and his pride. I knew what I was doing was selfish, petty, and wrong, but it was like my mouth was on autopilot.
"Maybe you didn't… but you wanted to, right? Why would you bother leading me on for so long? So you could watch me suffer even more? Is this what you wanted?" I let my tears flow freely, using them and my broken voice to my advantage. But I regretted it almost instantly as I watched his pained expression. This wasn't fair to him.
"Please, please don't do this." I whispered desperately. I pleaded over and over again, sobbing at this point. All of my spite and anger were gone, leaving only sorrow. Eventually he came and sat beside me on the couch, holding me tight as I cried into him. It was a bittersweet comfort - I didn't want this moment to end, because I knew it was the last time I'd be in his arms like this.
My pained sobs subsided, and after a time he got up and held out his hand to me. "Come on, I'll drive you home" he said quietly. I contemplated refusing, but if I stayed any longer, it would only be more difficult when I did leave. We walked down the stairs of his apartment complex solemnly, neither of us willing to breach the silence. It was raining, so by the time we got to his parked car, we were both soaked through.
*And I know what you're thinking. "Seriously? It just happened to be raining? What is this, a Nicholas Sparks novel or something?" Well, it just was, okay?! And besides, no one dies tragically at the end, so obviously not a Nicholas Farts novel. Anyway, where was I?*
The car ride seemed like an eternity, a steady stream of tears falling the entire drive to my apartment. There was no going back after this, and I resigned myself to whatever was left of my life. We both continued the silence until we arrived.
When we got to my apartment Jaune walked me to the door. He dug around in his pocket for something. He found what was he was looking for and gave me the key to my apartment I'd had made for him. After an awkward goodbye hug, I let myself in, fumbling with the lock. I was sopping wet, but I didn't care, heading straight for my bedroom. My tears had dried up, and I sat on the bed feeling numb and exhausted. I didn't bother to take off my coat or my shoes or my wet clothes. Clutching the key to my chest, I just laid down and waited for sleep to come.
*...Pathetic, am I right? I can't say I'm very proud of that time in my life. But don't worry, I'll skip the next couple months of depression and general mopeyness, so we can get to all the good stuff. Oh, what's the good stuff, you ask? Well, let's just say everything changed when my friends dragged me to…*
