Hello all! SlipperyDishpit here, and welcome to my first story! Just a one shot for now but if it does well then I might make more. Please take the time to review, anything to improve my writing technique and grammar. Anyways, on with the story!


A lot had happened in that moment, but of course I wasn't thinking. As per usual I was just the stupid, insignificant little girl with pretty hair and a bad temper. But now its all gone. First my useless arm, then my beloved Kitty, and now even Ruby. The one person I thought would never leave my side has left me all alone. So alone.

"Yang? You in there?"

Who the hell is that? Why are they talking to me? So irritating.

"Yang come on. I need to talk to you."

Great. It's dad. What does he want now?

"What do you want now," I say with a hint of disdain in my voice. "can't you see I don't want to talk to you."

Ah shit, here it comes. The look. We all know that look that people give us when we've hurt them. I hate that look. Almost as much as I hate myself for putting it on his face. I know he just wants to help, but I don't want help.

"Yang, you have to get up and on your feet. I want my little bombshell back. Don't you want to go out and help find Ruby? Or Blake? Think about how much she-"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT BLAKE," I don't understand why I'm saying this, but it just spills out. "She left me behind! So did Ruby, and so did mom!"

"Y-Yang." He tries to stutter out, but I'm not done yet.

"I have something to tell you. After mom left, I wanted to find her so bad. I wanted to find her so I, I put Ruby in the old wagon and went into the forest to look for her."

When I look at him again, he has a different look on his face. A look of fear. You don't see that very much in parents.

"Why have you never told me this Yang?"

He tries to hold back, I know this because of the new twisted face of anger, but when he grabs my shoulders it hurts like a thousand burning suns. But then the look of sadness shows up again and all I can do is hang my head in shame and start weeping like the weak little girl I am.

"I never told you because it was Qrow that saved us, and I have seen the way you two look at each other after what happened to Summer." Wow, I said it. But now I cant say anything from the tears that threatened to spill over.

"How do you know what happened to Summer?"

"What?" I choke out as I lift my head to see a face of pure unadulterated rage.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID TO SUMMER!"

I jump slightly and my jaw quivers. He knows he wont get an answer from me anytime soon and storms off. Probably to chop some firewood with his bare hands. But in that moment I realized what I had really wanted since that day. A good cry. All I had felt since the Beacon incident was pure apathy, but now the dam was broken. I cried and cried and cried until my voice was gone and I had passed out. Just what I needed. To feel something again.

Is it weird that that was the best sleep I've had all week? Is it weird that I just wanted a good cry?


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