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A Game of Theft and Style
Chapter 3 – The Blast from the Past
Weiss had left. She had left and with a horrible impression of Coco no doubt. What did she think of the fashionista right now? Had she thought that Coco had left when the fencer didn't seem willing to go further? There was a horrible sinking feeling in her stomach and the brunette was certain she would vomit if she didn't scream at the top of her lungs first.
This was a nightmare.
"Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Her hands clenched into fists. She was trembling with anger and distraught. Why had this had to happen? It may not have been smooth sailing with Weiss – not by a long shot – but this was a clusterfuck of drama and stress the fashionista gladly could live without.
"Coco…" Her voice broke through the music and the chatter, sticking out like a sore thumb and the team-leader rounded to face the girl a glare. The mint-green-haired girl had trouble meeting her gaze as she approached her. "I'm sorry, I really am. I just…I had to see you, I had to…I wanted to—"
"But I don't want to see you," Coco spat back at her. Every muscle in her body tensed up and screamed at her to fight, but the urge was quelled enough for the brunette to turn on her heel. The girl behind her said something, but her words fell on deaf ears. Coco walked faster, navigated through the crowd and only ran when she felt a tug on her wrist.
Running in heels is damn near impossible, but where there's a will there's a way, as they say.
By the time she had reached her dorm at Beacon Academy she was out of breath and her feet sore.
"Whoa, you alright, Coco?" Yatsuhashi, ever the gentle giant, approached her as soon as she stepped inside, his face constipated with worry. Even Fox appeared surprised more than anything. She would have hugged them if she wasn't in such a horrible mood and exhausted.
"I don't want to talk about it," was all she managed to say before she scurried to the bathroom.
After a terrible night with barely any sleep, Coco kept to herself throughout the day. Thankfully there was no school today, but studies could have helped distract her she reasoned. Grateful that she had not run into Weiss during breakfast, the fashionista still dreaded the fact that it was inevitable that they had a talk.
How could she approach her though? What was she supposed to say? Weiss was likely crossed with her and being stood up on a date is not something you just forgive. Poor girl must've felt humiliated, especially since Coco had kissed her right before leaving.
Just what kind of image did the heiress have of her now? Someone only interested in sex and moved on to the next target if she couldn't get it?
Her stomach flip-flopped anxiously and threatened to vacate everything she had eaten so far.
She fell back into her bed, having retreated back to her dorm after breakfast, and stared at the ceiling. Fox and Yatsuhashi had their own agendas for today so they wouldn't bother her thankfully. Velvet, she was told, had stayed over at team RWBY's dorm for the night and likely would remain there with her new girlfriend and all. Lucky her.
Coco groaned.
"Coco?" The brunette propped her arms and offered a surprised wave at the Faunus. "Are you alright? I met Yatsuhashi on the way back and he mentioned you came back last night all exhausted…Are you alright?"
The fashionista slumped back down into her bed. "No."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No."
Bunny ears drooped. "So, uh…You had a date with Weiss, right? How did that go?"
"Not as planned," she admitted. That was putting it mildly.
"…I guess you don't wanna talk about it?"
"Correct."
"Okay…uhm..." The poor thing was fidgeting. Coco didn't like to treat her teammates like this – she trusted them without question – but right now she wanted to be by herself. "I was just swinging by to get some stuff before I head back to team RWBY's room. Ruby and I are going out today."
Coco managed a smile. "That's nice, Velvet. Where are you taking her?"
The Faunus rummaged through her drawers and bags. "I was thinking the small café near the plaza. Something casual, but nice," she replied, undressing and going through her clothes. "Maybe go see a movie afterwards or perhaps go to the park. We can't seem to decide."
Coco didn't respond and let the rabbit-girl get dressed; she opted for hip-hugging jeans and a white buttoned up shirt…or at least partially buttoned up so it could accentuate her cleavage.
Ruby, you lucky gal.
The brunette on the other hand had a girl she liked, but who hated her and a girl she hated, but stirred up drama.
"Okay, I'm heading out!" Coco looked up to see her teammate opening the door with a wink and a wave. "Don't wait up."
"Hey, Velvet?"
The Faunus ceased mid-step. "Yeah?"
She flashed a smile. "Have fun. And take care of your girlfriend, you hear? I have a feeling she's a keeper."
Velvet beamed. "I will. Thanks!"
As soon as the door closed Coco groaned out loud. Ugh. Alone again she let her mind wander back to the heiress. She had to talk to Weiss about this eventually, set things straight. Hopefully it was not too late to mend fences.
What was she supposed to tell her though? That her ex-girlfriend had a Semblance that allowed her to mess with people's heads?
That she had thought she was getting it on with the fencer in the bathroom due to said Semblance?
The fashionista grimaced and covered her face in her hands. If only she had not left for the bathroom or they had chosen a different club or even choosing a different date to go out, this whole dilemma could have been avoided!
Damn that woman! Damn Emerald fucking Sustrai! What had she even seen in that woman? She wasn't even that attractive.
…Well, she did have a nice bod, Coco had to admit; athletic built mocha skin, full breasts, flawless, stylish hair, deep red eyes you could lose yourself in or get stripped naked by their sultry bedroom stare. A voice so hot that every utterance had your thighs clenching—
She shook her head and slapped her cheeks. Ok, her ex might have looks, but her personality was rotten!
…Even if her outspoken, quick-witted demeanour had been incredibly charming and refreshing. Her snarky comebacks had been humorous and the way she carried herself with a cool air and a devil-may-care attitude only added to her appeal, whether she was giving someone sass or asking how your day had been.
God. Fucking. Damn it.
She couldn't believe she had fallen for someone like that; someone who ended up betraying her trust and lived a double-life as a thief of hearts. Coco should have seen it coming with the way Emerald's affections were almost entirely physical; she got sex whenever she wanted because the brunette was willing to do anything for her love, only to find Emerald with her teammate, Cinder Fall.
Lesson learned along with a horrible memory ingrained forever.
Had the girl even ever said `I love you´ during their time together? Coco could not remember and nor did it matter.
She was a first-year huntress-in-training back then. She was older now, more aware; better at reading people.
…The stunt her ex had pulled with her Semblance had thrown her off, though. In truth, it had made Coco slightly paranoid since then. It may have been fun and thrilling in the past beyond locked doors, but it had since become a slight worry that was now resurfacing.
And she still had to figure out how to deal with Weiss the next time they met. At the very least she could clear the air between them even if the heiress would not want anything to do with her.
She had to actually approach her first thing first. Find her, talk, and be honest. Owe up for the mistakes that were made and move from there.
That did it. She got out of bed and strode over to the door as she fished up her scroll when there was a knocking on the door.
