Weiss gives her dad a piece of her mind through a letter! (song-fic for Numb by Linkin Park)
Jacques Schnee walked through the halls of his mansion, pondering his family.
He had been doing that a lot since his argument with his daughter, Weiss. She had been so rebellious ever since she came back from Beacon. Perhaps the girls she called Ruby, Blake and Yang had done something to her that made her this way. Maybe her sister visiting was what did it for her, although he doubted that. He didn't know what it was, but she had definitely changed. That's why he was going to her room, to talk to her about what happened at Beacon.
The door was within arms reach now. Instead of barging in like he normally did, he decided to knock. He rarely did this, but he felt… guilty, to be honest. Guilty that he had slapped his own daughter, and given her position to a son he never loved. He sighed, and knocked on her door.
"Weiss?" He called in. "This is your father. Would you mind if we talked?"
No answer. He waited for a couple moments before calling again. "Weiss, please, I just want to chat."
Still none. "Hello?"
He put his ear to the door. There was no sound coming out of it, and he wondered if she was asleep. No, that was stupid, Klein would have woken her up by now. He jiggled the handle, realising it was open all along. He pushed it open, and saw no sign of Weiss.
Perhaps she was in the dining room? He made a motion to go out the door, but noticed something on the bed. Moving to get a closer look, he saw that it was an envelope with Father written on one side. Picking it up, he turned it around, seeing Weiss' seal closing it. Assuming it was for him, he opened it up, taking out the letter inside, and read it.
Dear Father,
I have to get something off my chest; I'm tired of just following your orders, singing because you told me to, learning things I don't want or need to know, not able to speak my mind, not even able to decide whether to help others or not! I've lost hope for my family and my name, and I feel lost under the mistreatment and greed this company has fallen to. Your expectations of me are so much higher than what I can achieve, and you require me to walk in your shoes constantly. Is everything I do that's worthwhile a mistake to you? It's as if you want this flame inside of me smothered! Are you afraid of losing control of me? Because every time you tighten your grip, the farther away I slip, and that's what has happened. Your view of what I should be has blinded you to what I am. Another person. And although you may be disappointed in who I am now, I know that you know how I feel. Yes, mother told me how her father couldn't stand you. But to be honest, I've felt this way for a long time; so long, in fact, that I've become numb to you. Your presence has no affect on me anymore. You've worn me out; yet at the same time, made me even more sensitive. If you don't understand, I want to be more like me and be less like you, Father. Goodbye.
Weiss
Although he would never admit it, he was crying. Jacques Schnee, the man responsible for the faunus labor, the horrible business partners, and the insanely high dust prices, was crying because his daughter ran away.
When he was done crying, he looked around her room, seeing no scroll. So she took it with her. Good. He took out his own, and selected Weiss' contact. Ring… Ring… Ring… Ring… "Hello?" Weiss asked, making Jacques smile.
"Hello, Weiss," he said.
"Look, Father," Weiss snapped, "I'm not coming back. I'm not your little robot anymore."
"I know," He replied. "And I'm sorry."
"…What?"
"I got the letter. Can we talk about Beacon?"
Well, it was more than just the letter I guess, but hey, at least Weiss' dad isn't as heartless as it seems! And since I didn't put this here last chapter, reviews, follows, and favorites are welcome, even though they aren't needed. Bye-bye!