Chapter 7
Pyrrha smoothed out her dress while looking in her mirror, "do you guys think a lot of people are going to be there tonight?" Ruby stood at Pyrrha's dresser and looked in the mirror to put on her earrings, "I heard it was going to be a pretty big party."
Yang sat on Pyrrha's bed watching her friends finishing getting dressed, "yeah, and it's the first Friday night back from Christmas break, so you know it's going to be so hype."
Blake listened to her friends gossip about some of the potential people who may show up at the party. Yang and Pyrrha's partners were going to be at the party, and the plan was to go come back to Pyrrha's after the party to spend the night.
Mr. and Mrs. Nikos were going out-of-town to visit her sister for the weekend and help her move into her new apartment in Mistral. Blake leaned down to snuggle her foot in her heel and she stood back up to examine herself.
Blake didn't look too bad at all. She was fierce and sassy without even giving much effort. She wore jeans that fit her legs and butt perfectly and her nude heels were just the right height. Blake's tank top and blazer typically would have looked boring on anyone else, but somehow made the runner look fashionable and stylish. Blake's long, dark hair fell straight around her shoulders and down her back.
"Blakey, your phone is ringing," Pyrrha said, tossing Blake her phone off of her dresser. Blake caught it and glanced down at the screen. She smiled when she saw the name and immediately unlocked the phone to answer the call.
"Hey…..okay cool, we'll be down in a minute….." the brunette smiled and mumbled into the phone where her friends couldn't hear. Pyrrha, Ruby, and Yang all flashed eyes at each other and playfully rolled their eyes and smiled.
"Bye," Blake said, hanging up the phone. When she put the phone down she looked up to have three pairs of eyes looking back at her, "what?!"
Ruby laughed and shrugged her shoulders, "nothing, you just seem really giddy about that phone call." Blake tried to fight back her smile, "mhm, well Weiss is walking over now Pyrrha. So we should go downstairs and wait for her."
Yang got off of the bed to walk out of Pyrrha's bedroom. Ruby followed Yang and Pyrrha started to follow the two girls downstairs.
"Pyrrha," Blake called out, stepping closer to Pyrrha's bedroom door. Pyrrha turned around to face Blake. "Thank you for allowing Weiss to stay tonight and come over and all, I know that you really are trying with her and I appreciate it so much," Blake honestly stated.
Pyrrha put her hand on Blake's shoulder, "of course, Blakey." Blake smiled at Pyrrha as she returned a smile back, "come on, we don't want to leave Weiss waiting," Pyrrha commented.
Blake followed Pyrrha out of her bedroom and walked downstairs to her living room. Blake and Pyrrha had always had a good relationship. The two just clicked and Blake always knew that Pyrrha would have her back, also her best interest. Pyrrha was a one of a kind friend, and Blake was more than thankful for the intelligent Nikos' daughter.
"Hi," a voice sang out as Blake reached the bottom of the stairs. Blake looked up to see the most beautiful girl she had ever seen looking at her.
The brunette smiled at the girl and couldn't resist to walk to her. Blake opened her arms for the girl to walk in them and hug her. When she wrapped her arms around Blake's waist, Blake replied, "Hi."
Weiss pulled out of Blake's embrace and fired her eyes into Blake's. Blake couldn't help but to keep her stare in Weiss's eyes.
"Should we excuse ourselves so you two can fuck?" Yang asked. Blake broke her gaze from Weiss, flashed her Amber eyes to Yang. Yang shrugged, "just saying. Your eye sex does more orgasmic work than some people's regular sex."
Pyrrha and Ruby groaned, "Yang."
"What?! It's true," Yang replied. Weiss chuckled at Yang's words. She felt herself starting to actually like Yang a bit because of how bold she was.
Ruby turned to Weiss, "sorry, she kind of has no filter." Pyrrha joined in, "and sometimes she doesn't know when to shut up."
Blake took in the sight of Weiss while the girls were in conversation about the party tonight. Weiss was of course in a dress that showed off her legs. Her heels were tall enough to even to Blake's height with her heels on as well, and Weiss's white hair was in her signature ivory curls.
Blake bit her bottom lip. She knew it was going to be hard to keep her hands from Weiss tonight.
Weiss tugged at Blake's hand, "Blake.." The brunette turned around to find an intoxicated blue-eyed chick pulling at her hand. Blake herself was a bit warm and smiled at Weiss, "yes?"
Weiss grinned, "can we go somewhere?" Blake laughed, "Weiss, I think people would notice if you're gone." Weiss frowned at Blake and let go of her hand.
Blake was right though, people would notice. When the give girls walked into the party, all eyes went to Weiss. Which was completely typical. There were mumbles and whispers asking why Weiss was with the four girls, but others just completely ignored the fact and continued to stare at her.
Some people stared at Blake, which Blake too was a bit used to. Blake wasn't exactly Weiss status at Vale, but Blake did hold a high approval of attractiveness rate. With everyone knowing that Blake was a lesbian, and as gorgeous as she already was, guys sometimes couldn't even resist eyeing the brunette, and a lot of the girls couldn't either because even though they were straight, they considered Blake to be "that girl" who could "turn them gay."
Yang herself was also a target of public gazing as well ever since she had transformed from "Yucky Fucky Yang" to the stylish, fab, Yang that she is now.
Blake leaned down to whisper in Weiss's ear, "just be patient with me tonight." Weiss shook her head, "I've waited three weeks now for you to touch me again." A small laugh escaped from Blake's lips, "bossy and impatient, who would've known."
Weiss took another sip from her cup, "I told you that you would get used to it." The Ice Queen turned and walked away from Blake, disappearing into the crowd of the people.
Blake turned and saw Yang and Neo Politian. Yang smiled when she saw Blake, "Blakey!" Neo turned to face Blake as well. "Yay and you're alone! Did Weiss leave?" Yang asked. Blake softly shoved Yang, "no, she's talking or something. We aren't dating. We don't have to know where each other is at all times."
Neo opened her mouth, "wow, so it is true. You really are a thing with little miss Weiss Schnee." Blake took a swig of her cup and laughed, "and what does that supposed to mean?"
Neo put her arm around Yang's waist and pulled her closer to her, "oh, you know exactly what it means. I didn't think would ever see you with a girl like her." Blake took another sip of her drink, tired of hearing the same old stories about Weiss over and over again.
"I know, Neo, I've heard," Blake replied. "We just don't want you to—," Neo started, but was interrupted. "Get hurt, I know," Blake finished for her. Neo sighed, "just be careful with her. That girl is toxic."
Blake nodded and downed the rest of her drink. She sat the empty cup down on the table beside of them, "I'm going to get another drink." Yang eyed Blake, "are you sure you want to do that? You're looking a bit, um, happy already as it is."
Blake turned and gave Yang a thumbs up as she walked to the kitchen to get another drink.
"I would love to take you out sometime."
Weiss flashed a small smile, "sorry, I'm seeing someone." She took another sip of her drink. "He can't do for you what I can, darlin'," the guy replied. Weiss titled her head and sarcastically, "you know, you're probably right about that." Weiss walked away from the guy and rolled her eyes.
She was beyond used to guys coming up to her and moving moves on her. Usually it was entertaining, but tonight it was annoying. Her only focus was on a tanned beauty that she hadn't seen in the past twenty minutes.
Weiss had craved Blake's touch ever since Blake let off of her three weeks ago in the club, and now that Weiss was drunk, she couldn't hold it back any longer. She needed to feel Blake again.
The Ice Queen walked through the party to find the dark-haired beauty. Weiss was stopped almost every three steps to talk to friends or drunken admirers she had that were too shy to soberly talk to her, but found the courage in alcohol to approach her.
Weiss eventually made it to the other side of the room. She scanned to look for Blake throughout the room.
Her eyes focused on two girls. One girl had her neck buried in the other girl's neck. Weiss couldn't see the face of the girl getting kissed on but Weiss was jealous of her because of the attention she was getting at the moment.
Weiss couldn't help but to think of when Blake's lips were on her neck. She internally smiled at the thought. Weiss looked harder at the girl being kissed and she had to double take at her glare on the girl.
Once the girl had finally turned her face to the side, Weiss's jaw quickly tightened and her anger shot up quicker than she ever thought it could. The girl was Blake. Blake was the girl getting kissed on the neck.
Weiss quickly finished the last bit of her drink and tossed on the table beside of her. Livid was an understatement. Weiss had felt like a hole had just blown up in her heart. Weiss felt her body pulsing with anger as she walked towards Blake.
The Ice Queen never took her blue daggers off of the two girls. Weiss's current expression was one that scared grown men. She pushed her way through the swarm of high schoolers.
"What the hell are you doing," Weiss darkly spat, her voice stern and assertive. Blake jumped back and turned to face Weiss, "Weiss, it's definitely not what it looks like, I swear."
Weiss looked down to see Blake's hands on the girl's waist. "You're such a fucking joke," Weiss sharply replied. The girl pulled her head out of Blake's neck. She was clearly wasted. Blake tried to back out of the girl's hold, but the girl tightened her grip on Blake, "Blake, please come back," the girl drunkenly mumbled.
Blake had tried to get out of the girl's hold the entire time. The brunette knew that the girl was clearly way more wasted than she should have been, so she wasn't going to be rude, but she did spend the past few seconds dodging unwanted kisses from the girl and leaning back to get her lips off of Blake's neck.
Weiss glared at the girl, "who the fuck are you?" Blake could hear the slur in Weiss's voice. Blake tried to pry herself off of the girl's hold. The girl finally let go of Blake and turned to face Weiss, "I know who you are, and you don't scare me."
Weiss barked a laugh, "really? You looked pretty damn scared to me." Blake backed away from the girl, "Weiss, she's trashed, just let it go." Weiss turned to face Blake, "you could be taking her side right now after she sucked your neck off, wouldn't you?"
The girl winked at Blake and Weiss nearly lost it. "You can go fuck off now, this isn't yours," Weiss sternly stated, grabbing Blake. Blake sipped one arm around Weiss's waist, "Weiss, no. She's drunk. She's not in a normal state of mind."
Weiss let another dark laugh slip her lips, "please, she just doesn't have enough balls to do this to you sober." Weiss turned back to the girl, "keep your lips off of her."
The girl shot back at Weiss, "why do you care? She seemed to like it." Blake tightened her grip around Weiss's waist, knowing the heiress was about to pop off.
"Is that so?" Weiss sarcastically questioned. The girl crossed her arms and nodded. "Funny, because she doesn't seem to act like that when I'm clamped to her neck," Weiss fired back. Blake pulled Weiss's body back from the girl.
The girl eyed Blake and then Weiss again, "well obviously you're not doing it right." Weiss chuckled, keeping her same sarcastic tone, "you couldn't have this if you tired, sweetheart." The girl laughed with Weiss's same tone, "are you sure about that?"
Weiss turned to face Blake and cupped the brunette's face. Before Blake could react, Weiss clashed their lips together. Blake closed her eyes and fell into Weiss's drunken kiss. Even intoxicated, their lips moved in sync with each other.
Weiss kept her lips hard against Blake and kissed her as if it her life depended on it. Blake gripped Weiss's waist and pulling her closer. Before Blake could keep it going longer, Weiss broke the kiss and looked back at the girl.
"Are you sure now?"
The girl rolled her eyes and turned to walk away from the two girls. Blake pulled Weiss closer to her, "Weiss—,"
"No," Weiss said, cutting off the brunette, "leave me the hell alone. You had another bitch all on you," she slurred. Weiss pushed Blake's arm off of her and walked past the brunette. Blake followed Weiss, "Weiss, stop."
The brunette followed the white-haired girl all the way to the hall in the house. Weiss opened a bathroom door and before she could close it, Blake slipped in the door as well. Blake shut and locked the door and turned back around to face Weiss.
"What don't you understand about leave me alone," Weiss snapped. "You don't want that," Blake replied, stepping closer to the heiress. "Yes, I do," Weiss stated, her voice filled with madness.
"No, I know you don't," Blake responded, stepping closer to the her. "Don't tell me what I mean and what I fucking don't, Blake Belladonna," Weiss shot. Blake stepped closer to the Ice Queen, caging her against the counter in the bathroom.
"Tell me you don't want me right now and I'll walk out of this door," Blake whispered.
"Did she feel good on your neck?" Weiss snarled.
"She barely touched it. If you had paid closer attention you would have noticed that I had kept her a pretty good distance away from me," Blake replied.
Blake could still taste Weiss on her lips from their short but intense kiss. "Let me catch another damn girl on you," Weiss barked. Blake pulled Weiss closer to her, "what are you going to do about it?"
Weiss threw her hands in Blake's hair and whispered against her lips, "I'll fucking kill her." Blake laughed, "bossy, impatient, and terrifying." Weiss softly yanked Blake's hair, "it's not funny, I'm serious. Another girl even thinking about you having your hands all over her makes me want to punch her in the face."
"You don't have to work about anyone, Weiss. I'm yours," Blake said. Weiss leaned forward and kissed Blake's soft lips with force. Weiss couldn't wait any longer. She needed Blake again. Weiss broke her lips off of Blake's and grabbed her hand to lead Blake to the door or the bathroom, "prove it to me."