Talking to the Moon
Chapter 9
The Other Girl
When the next week of school came around, things were a little hard for Blake. She couldn't get that thought out of her mind. It was so surprising that Ruby was able to leave such an impression on her, but it wasn't necessarily all of Ruby. It was what she said that made her feel so troubled inside. Yes, Ruby told her the truth, but Blake still finds it hard to believe that Yang would open up so much to her little sister and Ruby would know what was going on.
All throughout that week, Blake wanted to spend some quality time with Yang, but she couldn't. It was either because she couldn't bring herself to ask her or something came up like classes or Neptune. Lately, he's been getting on Blake's nerves. At first, he was alright, but now that she sees him with Yang all the time, she can't get over it. What was so special about him anyway?
All of this conflict caused her to pout around for most of her days. However, Yang tried to get close to Blake as well, but those things were constantly getting in the way. Unfortunately, Blake didn't realize that Yang had a similar goal. She was too worried about herself and how she should approach Yang about this topic that's very up-in-the-air at the moment.
On the day of archery practice, she walked into the dojo with her head down and unpacked her things. When her head finally left the floor, she saw that the entire dojo was empty. She looked around, but no one was there. What the heck? All of a sudden, Weiss walked out of the storage and saw Blake standing in the middle of the room.
"Oh yeah, I guess you didn't get the memo, but practice is cancelled today. I wanted everyone to have a calm and not have to worry about practicing before another tournament. But if you wish, I'll keep this place open for you."
"Thank you. I just feel like shooting today."
"Alright, just try to take it easy." Blake nodded her head and walked towards the line. Since it was just her and Weiss, she didn't have to worry about the standard procedures of shooting. She just hoisted an arrow on her string and fired away.
However, things weren't look too good for Blake. Every single one of her shots landed on the outer part of the white. Weiss took notice of this, but tried not to say anything. She just continued with the cleaning of the dojo.
Every time she finished shooting, she stormed across the grass and examine each of her shots. They were all in pretty much the exact same area with a little variation. However, she tried to not let this discourage her. She walked back to the line and shot again. Unfortunately, the results remained the same and Blake was starting to get frustrated. Her shots were going all over the place and there was no sense of discipline in her shooting.
By now, Weiss had finished up the cleaning and decided to watch Blake from afar. She saw that Blake was continually shooting horribly. Her posture was horrible, her concentration was out of whack, and she lacked patience in every point in her routine.
After about the 30th shot, she yelled out I anger, snapped her bow in half, and collapsed to the ground. This was something that Weiss couldn't ignore. She ran to her side and embraced her in her arms.
"Blake, I said not to push yourself."
"I'm not!" Her voice was coarse as she started to cry. Weiss held her as tight as she could to try and calm her down.
"Anger and frustration should not be used in situations like this. Just calm down and take nice, slow breaths in and out." At first, she didn't listen. Blake's body twitched uncontrollably as the tears continued to fall. After a few minutes though, Weiss' advice started to kick in. Her breathing slowed and the tears started to disappear. "There, isn't that better?"
"S-Sort of…"
"Do you feel talking about this?" There was no response. "It's alright if you don't want to. It's just that holding in such emotions will only lead to reoccurring events such as this. If I'm not the right person to talk to, just go to someone else."
"No." Blake responded quickly. "You… You are the perfect person to talk to about this." Blake slowly pushed away from Weiss' chest. Her eyes were red and she was still twitching a bit. "Will you be so kind as to listen to what I have to say?"
"Of course. Go right ahead." Blake took a few more deep breaths before starting her story.
"Have you ever loved someone?" Immediately, Weiss started to shy away from this conversation.
"Um, I don't think I'm the right person for this."
"What? Oh no. No. It's not like that at all." Weiss let out a deep breath and returned to normal.
"Sorry, you scared me for a bit."
"No, I'm sorry. I should have started off my story with a better introduction. Anyway, have you?"
"Hm, I suppose I have. Why?"
"And did you ever tell them how you felt?"
"No, I was unable to. Before I could, they were snatched away from me. I lost my chance due to my conservative behavior. "
"Really?" Blake dropped her head. "I'm sorry."
"If this is about that sort of thing, I'm more than willing to help you. I wouldn't want to see one of my friends lose their chance with someone they have feelings for."
"Well, it is about that. You see, I've like this person for a long time now, but I've been too afraid to share how I feel with them and I don't think they've ever seen me in that way. It's scary. My feelings keep growing, but I'm completely unaware of how they feel about me. Then, one of my closest friends told me that they actually feel the same way about me. Now, she telling me to go for it and tell them the truth. This is where I feel really uncomfortable about it because just recently, there's been someone else they've been spending their time with, and now, I don't know what to do."
"Hm, I see, and can you honestly trust this friend of yours?"
"I want to, but that information just came to me so randomly that I don't know if I should believe it."
"Well, if that's a possibility and you feel this strongly about this person, you should go for it. There's no fear in telling them how you feel."
"But there one of my best friends."
"Ah, now I see where the trouble comes into play."
"Please, I don't know what to do. I don't want to leave this alone, but I'm afraid the worst possible thing will happen. What should I do?" Blake fell into Weiss' chest again and started to resume her crying.
This was definitely a tough decision to make. Keep your friendship or take that chance that they both feel the same way about each other. Even though Weiss wasn't the one who had to make the decision, she felt obligated to give her some advice that she could use to help her get through this little ordeal.
"I'm not a love expert so I won't be much help to you, but I will say this. Love works in many different ways and affects many different people in many different ways. I'm not saying that it's impossible for you two to be together, but life is all about taking chances. We end up always regretting the chances that we never take in life, and in turn, those lead to our greatest regrets." Blake pulled away from Weiss again and looked her in the eye.
"Wow that was really deep. Thank you for that."
"Of course. It seemed like you needed something like that." Blake hugged her one last time.
Just outside the dojo, Yang was peeping through to see Blake was in there and what she saw was something she didn't want to. She quickly walked away from the building and took off by herself. She didn't say anything. She didn't think anything. She just ran home.
End of Chapter 9
