This is a story I started to write originally back in early December and it uses one of my favourite parings... for more information on this story, read the next Author's Note.
Chapter 1:
"Uggghhhh! Come on Qrow. I asked for this Saturday off months ago. Honestly... I bet Ruby is faking it." The teal haired woman complained to the older man standing in front of her. "She went into the hospital literally twenty minutes ago... you just got done cleaning up the blood from where she managed to run a piercing bar through her arm from falling." Qrow said as he grabbed the small silver flask from his waist coat pocket.
Quickly uncapping it and taking a large drink from it causing the woman to groan. "Never said it wasn't a convincing story she was using... and why are you drinking? It is three in the afternoon." the girl asked as the man quickly began to screw the cap back on. "Because my favourite Niece just accidentally stabbed herself. Sorry I'm a little torn up on the inside... why... you want some?" He asked holding the silver container towards the woman.
Smiling as she held up her hand in protest. "Well... I think I have a wedding or a funeral to go to... only reason I can think of to wear a suit... and I can't have you working by yourself. So go home Reese... I'll pay you for the full day." The man spoke as the girl laughed at the man in front of her.
The same one that had saved her from a life on the streets, and yet he clearly was very drunk the previous night. After a few minutes Reese took a deep breath to try and calm the laughter she was plagued with. As she pulled her self up from the counter she looked at the man who had already began to drink from the flask again.
"You were at a wedding last night and I came in and found you passed out on a chair this morning. But I will take the time off. Besides, Ruby bled a fair bit. I think she may have bled over some of the guns... so you may want to sterilise them." Reese stated as she stretched, practically tugging the black dress shirt of her uniform out of the uniform slacks she was wearing. Smiling at the way the women just dodged work, but he couldn't blame her.
"Fine. Just... in all seriousness... you do need to come in tomorrow. I got no one else... and you know how heck tick it gets on Saturday... so I can't do it alone." Qrow spoke as he returned the flask to his pocket. Waiting for a response from the woman. "I bought the ticket months ago... it cost me a non-refundable two hundred dollars... so I'm in a bad position." Reese spoke as the man just smirked at her.
Walking over towards the girl he just laughed a little, "I thought me paying you over time didn't need to be mentioned. You'll make that two hundred back easily." He stated as Reese just let out another groan. "You're lucky I like you Qrow... and that I need this job." Reese said as the man just shrugged his shoulders.
"Wouldn't fire you over that. But I totally would send everyone to your place. Now stop complaining and go enjoy your sudden day off." Qrow half yelled half demanding of her. Smirking a little Reese just held up her hands, "Fine old man. I could actually go do something fun... I hear a new skate park opened up across town that some friends are going to try out." Reese joked as the man just gave her a half hearted glare.
"Don't call me old... I'm only old enough to be your father." Qrow said as Reese reached under the small reception like counter and pulled out her bag. Practically laughing at the way that was what he found offence with over the years. "Probably more handsome too."
Reese couldn't hold back her laughter anymore at that comment. "Still not my type Qrow. Too much penis." Reese joked as she walked towards the door. Glad that Qrow had seemed to laugh at that simple joke. "Have fun you smart ass. If you get any remember, nine or higher or I'll fire you." Qrow quipped back as he turned around seeing the front door close as the teal haired woman waved him off as she walked up the street.
The red haired woman heard a knock at the door just behind her. "Who is it?" She called out hoping that her sister was going to answer it for her. Just in case she began to walk taking careful steps as she out stretched her right hand.
Trying to grab desperately for the air with her right hand as she used her left to try and find the small table her sister had rested her cane on. Or at least where Pyrrha had asked her to rest it. "It's me sis! Can you open the door!?"
Pyrrha heard shouted as she accidentally hit her knee into... she actually had no idea what. "Two steps to your right Pyr!" The same voice shouted as the red haired woman began to move the two steps her sister told her to and could just feel the edge of a table pressing lightly into her hip causing her right hand to lower and quickly found the thin metal pipe like things.
As she found the leather coil she grabbed it, enjoying the way they quickly connected as it fell to the ground. She quickly turned around, wincing as it bounced off something solid. Quickly pulling her arm back as she began to transverse her way through the room.
She began to make large sweeping motions in front of her, counting the steps the entire way, just subtly under her breath. Once she heard the hollow smack of the rubber end on the door she leaned forward as she began to drag her free hand down the side of the door until she felt the cold metal under her finger tips.
Pyrrha quickly found the key like device the hotel had decided to use and twisted it, hearing a distinct click and heard the metal bending as she knew her sister on the other side was bending the handle.
"You a length away Pyr... going to be awkward if you have a black eye from a door opening." Pyrrha didn't respond as she carefully back stepped four small steps, knowing it was far enough when she did respond. "I should be far enough Via." Pyrrha called back as she could smell the perfume her sister had decided to wear, not that Pyrrha minded. She already made up her mind as to what she was going to do.
"Well, I made sure dad would make sure Jaune stays in his room... so if you still want to go to the garden we can." A smaller girl with red hair and a purple dress stated as Pyrrha held out her left hand in the direction she heard the voice coming from. "Can you grab the room key? I don't want to ask staff to let us in again... I don't think they are buying the whole 'I'm blind' excuse any more." Pyrrha joked, smiling as she felt a hand reach out and grab her out stretched hand.
The new comer gave Pyrrha's a tight squeeze as it left hers. Pyrrha knew what her little sister meant by it as she began to collapse the cane and slip it into the pocket on the sweater she was wearing. As she began to look around knowing that it was pointless. She felt a smaller hand grasp onto her arm causing her to practically whip her head towards the source to hear some soft giggling.
"Just me sis... relax." The smaller girl announced as she grabbed her older sister's hand and gave it a tug towards the door. Pyrrha smiled as she followed the lead, knowing that Octavia wouldn't lead her into anything. Even while she was angry, she still wouldn't. It was something that always warmed Pyrrha a little. Not that it would change what Pyrrha had planned to do.
She had spent too much time to let it be ruined by some minor feeling towards her younger sister. She couldn't go through with this wedding. She knew there were much simpler ways out of it, that would hurt her family less... but she still couldn't do those if she really wanted her sister safe. She knew it didn't make sense... but this was the easiest way she could think off once all the grief subsided that everyone will be alright in the end. It was perfect for just that.
"Why aren't you using your cane? Is something wrong with it?" Octavia asked as she looked towards her sister. "Stairs coming up." She continued as Pyrrha just smiled at her.
"I need to memorise the steps Via... I won't exactly have my cane when I walk down the aisle now will I? And I know I'll have dad... but I still would like to know my way just in case." Pyrrha continued as she brought a tentative foot down onto the first step. Glad once she felt the solid step, and dragged the other foot down ahead of the first. "So tell me what is on your mind Via? You forget I can hear your breathing."
The way Pyrrha asked Octavia knew wasn't out of malice, but she also knew how hard it was to lie to someone who's hearing has been on a level above her own since her very birth. "I'm just not sure how you can stay so calm... I'd be panicking and about ready to kill someone." The smaller girl spoke as she waited for Pyrrha to take the final step off the stairs.
"Hence why I want to go to the garden... leading up to a match Glynda would bring me to our garden and she would get me to relax. You are just to pig headed to see how beautiful gardens are." Pyrrha half lied as they continued to walk across what Pyrrha assumed was marble floors as she heard some people speaking softly.
"Can I not take advice on the way things look from you? While I'm sure you can go into some deeper meaning about things... I just don't see how you can see how pretty flowers or trees or hedges or whatever other flora are." her sister quipped slightly irate at how people had start to look at her and Pyrrha. She already knew the reason as to why. That had never changed. It was always the same.
Shaking her head a little at her little sister Pyrrha spoke again, "I know how you find animals adorable... I never could see them as such before you. So you keep finding the squirrels cute, I'll continue to hold onto my memories of how pretty flowers are." Pyrrha knew her sister would get the joke and at least cheer up a little. It was going to be crucial to her.
It wasn't long after she said that she could hear some soft giggling coming from her little sister as she opened on of the large glass doors, smiling as she could see Pyrrha smile as the sound of birds came through and the smell of pollen hit them.
Leading her over towards one of the stone benches near a flower bed that Pyrrha had said was her favourite when she was describing them, hoping that Pyrrha could find some peace before she made the biggest decision of her life and for her to say the two words that was making herself panic.
"Here is the bench Pyr... careful it looks like pretty solid stone." Octavia said as she carefully tugged down on her sister's arm as the other one was under her, feeling around for the seat which thankfully wasn't very low and she found her seat.
"Hey Via... my eyes are hurting from the sun... and my sunglasses are in my room... do you mind getting them?" Pyrrha asked as her sister smiled. "Sure... don't go anywhere Pyr... I still want to talk to you because I loose my big sister today."
"I'm blind Via. Not going to be able to get far even if I did move." Pyrrha said smiled as she heard her sister's footsteps leading away. Once she heard the footsteps go from the pavement to the grass back to pavement Pyrrha knew it was safe to start her plan.
Sun began to cradle his ribs as he took a seat on the wooden bench as he looked to see his teal haired friend smile as she began to glide down the funbox, and quickly began to circle the wooden park bench where Sun was sitting. She began to rest her hands into pockets laughing at the black eye that had started to develop on the blonde man.
"I told you. This board isn't like my last one. She bites... didn't think you would find out the hard way how solid that half pipe is." Reese spoke laughing a little as her blonde friend held up his middle finger, pointing directly at her. "Ha ha. So what was this about Red is in hospital?" The man asked as Reese stepped off the skate board and picked it up.
She couldn't believe that the park was this empty. Especially seeing as it was brand new. Placing a set of the trucks between her and Sun as she sat with one leg under the table and the other towards the few people that remained in the skate park.
"She was piercing some guy's nipple and I'm not sure if it was from low blood sugar or what but she passed out and this connecting bar some people get for their nips went clean through her arm. It was a total bitch to clean up. Plus now, I can't go to the fucking concert. But I am getting some serious money." The girl spoke as the man began to relax his death grip on his side.
"Well... I mean... blood itself is a bitch to get out. But we should probably visit her... I mean that sounds like it is really painful." Sun spoke as he took a breath. Grabbing the skateboard and placing it on the table to take a better look at it. "I'm not the one trying to get in her pants. You are. But how do you like the board? Because I love it so. May need to get some new tape... but it is going to be even better when it is done." Reese quipped back as the man glared at her giving one of the wheels a spin.
"I'm not trying to get into her pants. Qrow would kill me. And I'm pretty sure she isn't straight." Sun spoke as Reese laughed, grabbing back hold of her board, getting ready to laugh at the man for a number of things. Standing up and dropping the board on the ground. "Trust me Sun. She is straight. I'd be willing to bet on it." Reese said enjoying the way Sun rolled his eyes.
Without saying anything Reese placed her left foot down on the piece of wheels towards the back as she kicked repeatedly with her right foot propelling her forward. Enjoying the way Sun was clearly glaring at her. Not that she cared about that part. She still remembered Ruby telling her that herself.
As she went up the black painted wooden ramp she could just manage to shoot Sun a glare back as she began to push herself faster. Enjoying the way the breeze was feeling as she began to to go down another one of the ramps on the opposite end. "Seriously Sun. I'd bet you one embarrassing tattoo that Ruby is straight. Just go to the hospital and visit her. She'll be thankful." Reese spoke loud enough for the blonde man to hear her as she began to lean into a turn.
Feeling happy as Sun began to stand up. Reese just leaning to turn towards him. "If you're wrong, I'll get Qrow to tattoo you with something equally embarrassing." Sun said as Reese smiled. "Fine... but you are going to need to go to visit her... I need to stock up on booze as I pray I can catch a live stream of the concert tomorrow night. Because while Qrow is a fucking drunken master at art... Saturday is still a busy day." Reese said as she came to a stop.
"Fine. I'm thinking about a unicorn tramp stamp." Sun spoke allowed as he grabbed his own board from the table and the two bags, as Reese kicked her own board up. "Funny. I was thinking the same thing... just with the text of 'I'll never doubt Reese's gaydar again'." Reese spoke as they began to walk to walk out of the enclosed area.
Reese just smiled as the evening sun ending it's celestial journey for the day, the teal haired girl let out a sigh. "Make sure you tell Ruby I said I hope she isn't that doped up... because a dull bar about a foot long again, went through her forearm. And tell her to eat properly... it was probably all the sugar that she eats that caused it." Reese joked placing her foot on the board as she looked around hoping that she would have enough to get the train back once she bought something to drink.
She was broken from that train of thoughts as Sun tossed her bag back at her. "You know what she'll say then? That we are full of shit. Just make sure you get home safe. Don't want something to happen to that pretty face of yours." Sun quipped as Reese slung on her bag, snickering the whole time. "Yeah, and I'd need to tank my standards in order for you to get lucky with me and you know it. So remember ask Ruby if she is straight. Tell her about the bet, or don't. I don't care." Reese began as Sun waved at her as the duo separated.
Reese smiled as she pulled her hood up as she began to kick the ground. Enjoying the way she was feeling the wind smack her in the face. Causing a minor amount of mirth as she closed her eyes. Just enjoying the feeling of the sidewalk under her. Quickly opening her eyes so she wouldn't run into anyone or anything that might destroy her recent pride and joy.
Octavia opened the door smiling as she quickly scanned the emaculate room. Knowing that Pyrrha always kept it clean so she could transverse any new area easier. It was a habit that Octavia often was thankful for when she had to get something from Pyrrha's room.
As she looked at the table she figured the glasses where on causing her to walk over. She smiled at the framed photo Pyrrha always wanted with her of Octavia. It made her laugh most of the time. Pyrrha had never seen her. On the table next to the framed photo Octavia had found the golden coloured sunglasses.
Grabbing them she began to smile as she walked out of the door, quickly making sure she had the key to the room as she closed the door. Quickly freezing when she could see her mom walking down the hallway towards her. Her hand still resting on the handle.
Her mom's long red hair left to cascade down her back as Octavia smiled, she could see her mom's stoic face never breaking. Her blue dress hugged her body, reminding Octavia not only she needs to get changed soon, so does Pyrrha.
"Pyr isn't in her room Mom... she is in the garden. She just asked me to grab her glasses." Octavia spoke as her mom's facial expression never changing. Something that the twelve year was use to. "Want me to tell her something?" Octavia asked as she let go of the handle and walked forward a few steps as her mother stopped in front of her.
"I just wanted to talk to her. You can bring me to her." The older woman spoke as Octavia just smiled. To her it was an amazing feeling. Smiling as she began to walk with her mom down the hallway and stairs. Wishing that she could just hold onto her as she does Pyrrha. But instead she had decided the tense silence where they stayed a few feet away from each other, would need to work.
As they turned the corner to walk towards the glass French doors, and frowned once it was open. Just from the smells that hit her in the face. Taking a small breath through her nose Octavia began to walk towards where she left Pyrrha. Stopping for a second as she saw the stone bench empty.
Quickly moving from the close proximity from her mom, she broke into a near sprint towards the bench. "Pyr! This isn't funny! Mom is here!" Octavia called out as she quickly whipped her head around trying to see her sister's distinct crimson hair. Not willing to accept anything until Pyrrha was right by her.
"Where is she?" Her mom asked as Octavia continued to look around. Not paying her much mind as she responded, "She was right here... I was gone for a couple of minutes just to get her glasses." Octavia stated as she began to panic. She knew Pyrrha couldn't get far. She even said it herself. If they were near their home, she could believe that Pyrrha went somewhere. But not in this new area that she had only been for a couple of days.
The tears began to well up in her eyes as she began to look around faster. Clutching the glasses in her hand as she quickly jogged down a bit towards another garden bed that she remembered Pyrrha also said that she enjoyed her description of. 'She has to be there' was all she kept saying in her mind as she kept screaming for her sister.
Once she reached the other bed and stopped. There was no sign of anyone being there. "Mom... I swear Pyr was down here..." Octavia spoked, as she could feel some tears starting to stream down as she began to think of terrible things that could have happened to her older sister. Something that she couldn't stand thinking about. But the way her mom's face nearly drained of colour at that statement.
She knew that Octavia wouldn't lie about it, she clearly was thinking the same thing. "You need to go tell your father. I'll go check some of the rooms. She couldn't have gotten far." With that her mother turned around as the words of wanting to refuse her mother's request died in her throat. She knew her dad wouldn't take the news that well.
The way he still made sure no matter what that Pyrrha was on a pedestal in his mind. And this news would nearly kill him. But she couldn't refuse her mother. As she saw her mom's red hair walk up the ornate steps Octavia began to let the tears out that she had tried to keep in their prison. She began to clutch the glasses tighter to her chest. Ignoring the way she could feel some of her makeup begin to run.
Sniffing hard, she began to walk towards the now daunting building. With each step it felt like she was knee deep in wet sand. The way she had to fight to lift each foot, trying to delay the inevitable berating that would happen. Not to mention when her sister's fiancé would find out, there would be even more berating. Or at least some sort of hatred for what was really out of her control.
As she reached the inside of the building she began to walk as towards the room she knew her dad was in. He had said he would remain there until Octavia went back there after Pyrrha was done with spending her remaining time as an unmarried woman in the garden. Still clutching the glasses to her chest she turned at the top of a flight of stairs as she walked towards the room. Her heart was beating violently in her ears to a near deafening degree. Almost like it was her knell the entire time as she brought her shaking hand up.
Sniffing once more, bracing herself for what was to come, she began knocking on the door. The door opened trying to prevent any and all from looking in. To reveal her dad looking at her. Making her feel small, as his olive green eyes stared at her. With a questioning look as to why Octavia was there after a few minutes and holding onto Pyrrha's glasses.
"What do you want Octavia. Is Pyrrha alright?" He asked, praying that the answer was going to be a 'yes' as he noticed some of the streaks on his youngest's face. Which was the start of his worrying.
"I'm sorry dad... we went outside, and asked me to go get her glasses and I was gone a few minutes and by the time I got back with mom... she was gone. And now mom is looking in the rooms and I don't think it was cold feet." Octavia began to cry again. Knowing that her fear for the verbal berating that was coming the second she was to stop crying.
That was if she was lucky. She already knew how easy it was for him to find fault in what happened. He would do it any time she was in training. Constantly wanting her to do better. To train harder... but now that he had reason to actually be mad. She was just trying to stave off everything.
"WHAT?" He yelled causing Octavia to shrink a little. "Dear God she is fucking blind! She couldn't have gotten far! Go look for her outside! You can't screw that up!" Octavia heard yelled by the blonde man in the room, as he placed his glass down on the side table and stood up walking over to the door.
If Octavia wasn't crying, she surely was now. The way her soon to be brother in law, a man who was nice when it suited him was just tearing into her like her father was. As if it was nothing to them. "Jaune!" The older man yelled back as Octavia looked up from the ground, her tears having already started to flow freely. "I'm sorry Via. It is just there is a lot of pressure right now." Jaune continued as Octavia began to sniff as to not ruin all her makeup.
"Go wait in her room. We'll talk about how you almost single handedly ruined this wedding later. I'll even send Glynda to you." her father said, not leaving room for Octavia to fight how she wants to help. She was getting treated like she was a little girl all over again, and it was pissing her off. But she knew through her bleary eyes she wouldn't be able to help as much as she would want. She could only sit back and let them while she tries to collect herself.
As the man pointed down the hallway, gesturing for her to leave, Octavia sniffed one last time and handed her dad the sun glasses she had been holding. "She was complaining about the sun hurting her eyes. If you find her give her them." Octavia spoke and quickly turned on her heel and nearly ran down the hallway.
She couldn't stand trying to hold back the tears right now. She wanted to go to her sister's room, hold her knees to her chest and let herself cry until her nanny comes by. Not that Glynda wouldn't let her cry, she would just find ways to take her mind off the topic. But her father was right. She did let the wedding fall by the way side.
She placed the key into the lock and threw the door open. As she ran towards the chair that was in the room she brought her knees up to her chest and began to cry. She continued to cry like that until she heard a soft knock at the door, causing her to look up to see the blonde haired nanny look back at her.
Without saying a word she walked into the room, closing the door over, making sure the lock didn't catch and walked over to Octavia's side taking a seat. Before Octavia knew it the woman had her in a hug. Rubbing her back the entire time. As the little girl just gripped onto her nanny and began to cry again.
"What's the matter Via?" The blonde woman asked, glad she didn't wear the purple she wanted to and instead decided to go with something much darker, almost black. Octavia began to sniff, loathing how she might look as she looked up.
Glynda smirked as she reached over to her side and pulled a few of the tissues from the box and began to dab away at the tears. "Pyr... she is missing... and... and..." Octavia began to cry anew as the blonde woman pressed some of the tissue to her nose and let out a simple 'blow' which the red haired girl did her best.
Tossing the wad into the small garbage bin, the blonde woman turned back to the crying girl. "Pyrrha will be fine. She is a lot more capable than your parents give her credit for. Something I'm sure you know. They just see her as the little girl your age before the accident happened. Something that they both blame themselves for."
The way Glynda had always reasoned things it always made so much more sense, but she had no idea how they couldn't see it. Pyrrha made sure to actively remember every step she took so that way she didn't need to rely on anyone else to help her.
"That doesn't make how Mom just never glanced back at me as she walked off, or how dad and Jaune yell at me any better... I mean... they just stuck me in here because I'm a little girl to them." Octavia cried as Glynda smiled a small one. "Your parents love you still Via. But if Pyrrha did run, hearing you in this state would hurt her deeply." Glynda spoke as the small girl pressed her head to her chest.
"You're right Nanny."
Reese smiled as she slipped the large bottle of rum into her bag quickly pocketing her wallet and receipt. She was kind of mad that she didn't budget out her weekly pay check better, but already decided that she could easily take the gamble of no ticket inspectors coming onto the train. She would rather that gamble compared to riding her skateboard for the few miles to get to her house.
She smiled as she grabbed her board on the counter as she felt her phone make a loud 'ping' noise. Wondering who was texting her as she opened her phone, placing her foot on the board just outside the store as she saw a message from Sun. 'I should feel bad... but just the idea of him with a girly tramp stamp is more than enough to make me feel better about it.' Reese thought as she saw the picture Sun had sent of just his middle finger.
S~ You knew already... didn't you?
Reese smiled at that text as she typed back her response.
R~ Of course I did... don't underestimate my gaydar... plus she told me thinking I would want to bang her. Not going to lie, I did think about it until that.
Placing her phone into her pocket as she practically laughed as she kicked off the ground to start her trip towards what could possibly be her trip to a few nights in jail and possibly cripple what little funds she had saved up. As she began to laugh at the feeling of her phone vibrating. As she came to a stop at a junction she pressed the metal button as she opened her phone to see another picture of a middle finger. Just as she was looking up to see if it was safe to cross, she noticed she got another message from Ruby wanting to help pick the tattoo that Sun would be getting.
Shaking her head as she typed back a response to her friend as she began to kick the ground lightly to slowly drift across the busy street as she pocketed her phone once again, looking up as she leaned slightly to bend her way around the metal fence that jutted out to make some small urban front yard.
Smiling a little as she began to pick up speed as the small hill she was on began to start its downward slope. Sticking her hand out a little to feel the way the small iron bars batting at her finger tips lightly, until the final one that she grasped and used to turn the lower corner of the hill causing her to let out a laugh as she began to right herself.
'God this is how fun is meant to be had.' Reese thought as she placed her hands into her hoodie pocket as she smiled at how she was going to be able to at least get some what drunk tonight and still have some left over for the next day.
Quickly looking both directions as she kicked off the ground to jump with the board of the curb as she began to sail across the street hoping that she wasn't going to need to wait long for the train. Just because she knew for each minute she waited was a minute longer she was at risk of getting caught.
She brought her foot down to try and slow herself down as she passed under the tracks. As she came to the end of a set of stairs. Kicking the board up as she began to walk up the concrete stairs. Getting ready to jump the turn styles that were coming up once she was at the top.
She could hear the faint sound of a train horn, making her pick up her pace as she took the steps two at a time. Once she saw the metallic cylinders that were meant to keep her out. Holding the trucks tightly as she braced herself on the metal barricade, passing over it with ease. Frowning as she looked at the feint rust red of the train causing her to deflate a little.
"Fucking cargo trains." Reese mumbled to herself as she looked down the tracks to see a red haired woman, her long flowing hair tied back tightly. A little bit too close to the edge of the platform. Reese could make out the faint sign of the woman leaning forward. Almost like she was going to jump.
The way the woman's feet began to shuffle closer and closer to the edge made Reese begin to panic a little more. She knew this was going to be bad. Quickly tossing the board as she began to run the short distance towards the red haired woman. As she dived to move the woman away from the train that wouldn't slow down if it were to hit someone, she could practically feel the time slow down as she caught the woman and began to brace herself for the hit on the ground before hand.
As she caught the woman, and braced herself, she could feel the wind of the train rip past her, shaking her very being as it passed by without a problem in the world But Reese could just make out the sound of wood splintering. Something she knew from breaking multiple boards in the past to know exactly what that meant.
She just lost her beauty of a board. A single thought crossed her mind as she could feel the tears well up in her eyes. 'I didn't even get a chance to name her... and now... I have fire wood at best.' Reese began to get up as she stared daggers at the woman.
"What are you!? Fucking blind? You could have died!" Reese yelled as she got up, helping the woman up. "And now I lost the best fucking board anyone could ask for!" Reese continued the yelling as the red haired woman turned towards her and gave what Reese thought was meant to be a glare, but failed.
"Yes I'm blind! And I knew that I was trying to do just that!" The red haired woman yelled back as she held her hand out to try and assess where she was. She couldn't believe her plan was ruined. All because of some stupid good Samaritan. Pyrrha reached into her hoodie pocket and pulled out her cane and began to knock it off the ground, as if she was trying to find the edge again.
Reese looked down to see what remained of her skateboard. Knowing that she shouldn't because of how it would hurt her emotionally, but she had to. It was important to see if she could salvage any parts. She knew the odds were slim. As she looked over the edge, she could just see one of the trucks undamaged. But all that remained of the remaining one were slivers of metal. Bent beyond something she could salvage. What remained of her board itself was a small piece, barely connected still to two of the bolts.
She could feel some of the tears fall as she looked both ways before jumping down to the minefield of wooden metal and plastic. She quickly grabbed some of the large pieces she looked towards the woman as she picked up the final piece. "Where do you live? Because I'm getting reimbursed for this." Reese spoke up as she tossed the three pieces that were large enough for her to pick up, quickly pulling herself up as well.
"Yeah... that isn't happening. For two reasons mainly. One I'm going to kill myself, and two I have no idea what you are talking about." The red haired woman spoke as she found the edge, and turned around as she walked towards the seats Reese could see.
"Despite how furious I am about my new board being reduced to some small chunks. I can't let you kill yourself. So tell me where you live so I can get you back there and you can talk to your friends... or family... or guide dog." Reese continued as she walked towards the chairs to get met with a smack to the shin from the cane. Letting out a loud 'ow' sound as she grabbed her shin. "I clearly don't want them to know, and I don't have a guide dog. I'm allergic to them." The red head spoke as Reese just glared lightly at her.
Still a little furious that she lost her new board, knowing that it was going to be a pain to save up to get the parts to build it again. "Yeah, that may be the case. But I still can't let you off yourself. Both morally, legally and pretty much every variation of those two that you can think of. Plus... the next train is going to stop here, and I can hold you off until it slows down. And I have nothing else to do today." Reese said relaxing, making a loud exaggerated yawn as she took a seat near the red head.
"I'm Reese by the way... I feel if I'm going to stop you from killing yourself till midnight when the trains stop, you should know my name." Reese said as she she slid down in the seat till just her tail bone was actually on the chair. Her feet crossed over each other as she began to relax. "You are really going to stop me aren't you." The red head asked as Reese just looked towards her.
"Yup." Reese spoke popping the 'p' as she rested her hands behind her head. "What are you going to do after the trains stop then?"
"I only live two miles. While it is a bitch to walk, but not impossible to walk." Reese continued as she yawned again.
"What is stopping me from making a shiv out of my cane and stabbing myself after then. Or swiping the glass bottle in your bag and breaking it to slice my throat?" The red head continued as Reese just looked at her. "How did you kn-" Reese spoke getting cut off by the red head. "Blind... I kind of need to pay attention to my ears more."
Pressing her lips into a thin line as she is trying to think of something to say. "I can't let you kill yourself. No matter how you try to make the situation that. So if it comes down to that, I'll bring you to my place. You know where you can talk about the shit that is clearly bothering you. Because, let's be honest, I don't know you and if you don't want me to know, I can't possibly know your family." Reese settled on as she looked to see the red head with her eyes closed.
"So what's it like being blind? I mean... being able to see light and dark must be cool." Reese said, trying to lighten the conversation, as she felt saw the can come down onto her shins causing her to let out an 'ow' again. "I'm totally blind. I can't see anything... including that. It is like me asking how seeing out of the back of your head is like." The woman stated as Reese shrugged her shoulders.
"That hurts my brain... a lot... like a lot a lot." Reese spoke closing her eyes to try and calm the migraine that was developing trying to figure out what the woman meant. Coming up with nothing but how much pain it was causing. "And it hurts mine when people spout shit like that." the blind woman spoke as Reese just smiled.
They sat in relative silence, the tel haired woman with her eyes closed just enjoying the breeze, that was until a grumbling sound occurred. Laughing as she looked over to the tall woman, "Didn't think to die on a full stomach? I mean... everyone gets a last meal. Even prisoners." Reese asked as the red haired woman looked in her general direction. "Actually, I didn't because I did walk out on my wedding." The red head said as Reese just looked at her, shocked.
"Well... suicide is an over reaction to removing cold feet." Reese stated as the red head's hand tighten on the cane, getting ready to smack the woman once again. "This is something I've thought about for the best part of a year. Long before the day was set. This was just the best chance to get away from my over bearing family. So unless you know what you are talking about, can you not bring it up?"
"What I do know is suicide is a stupid solution to any problem. And that food is good. So do you want to at least come back to my place and you can eat, stay away from your family, and if I can't talk you out of it go back to a train station at least on a full stomach." Reese spoke as Pyrrha clutched her stomach that had begun to rumble again. "Fine. Not like you stand a chance at changing my mind."
Author's Note:
Okay, officially this is the first ever written story about Punk Metal (ReesexPyrrha) that I've been forced to sit on for a while as a means of incentive to get my good friend and fellow author doomzoom to write for her most recent story. so any complaints on where the next instalment is, I direct you to her.