Talking to the Moon
Chapter 11
I'm Sorry
Blake grabbed her things and ran after Yang. However, she couldn't catch up to her. She was running so fast that she started to get further and further away from her. Blake then noticed she got in her car and drove off.
"Yang, please, come back!" Blake didn't stop. She just kept running, even though it was now much harder to reach her.
As day turned to night, Blake endlessly chased down Yang. She finally made it back home and to Yang's house. The lights were all off, but she knew that she was home. She had to be. She banged on the door and called her name, but there was no response. She tried to open the door, but it was locked. The loud banging and her screaming could be heard from all over the neighborhood as she didn't give up. Yang had to be home and she wasn't going to leave.
"Yang, please open the door. What you saw was just an accident. It meant nothing. He had me pinned and I couldn't get away. I would never do something like that to you. Please hear my voice. I would never do anything to hurt you." She suddenly stopped her banging and leaned her head against the door. "I am so sorry. I didn't want any of this. Please open up."
The moon's light shined down over the neighborhood as the night grew late. Everything grew quiet and nothing stirred about. The only things that could be heard was the soft whimpers of Blake's voice as she sat on Yang's doorstep, waiting for some kind of response. However, the longer she sat there, the more it came to her that she wasn't home. She slowly rose to her feet and touched the door again.
"Yang, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault and I'm the only one to blame. I just want you to know one thing. I love you, and nothing will ever change that. If you are in there, I hope that reaches to you. Good bye." Blake dropped her hand, placed her phone on her doorstep, and walked off in silence. That response she was hoping for did not happen. She wasn't home and she heard nothing of anything that Blake spoke of.
However, that wasn't true at all. Yang was inside the entire time, sitting right in front of the door with tears flooding out of her eyes. She couldn't speak or respond. Everything that she just witnessed was too much to deal with right now so she resorted to silence until things finally calmed down for her.
Also, Ruby was still at Yang's house at the time so she managed to hear everything. Witnessing the situation, she couldn't help but also cry. What was happening between these two? She thought they were close. And plus, Blake just confessed. That had to have triggered something inside of Yang, or else, what was the point?
"Why," Ruby asked with tears. "Why are you doing this?" Yang was still quiet. She had her head in her arms. "Please say something. I don't know what happened, but this is wrong. Blake just confessed to you and you're gonna do nothing. You've known each other for so long and you've always brought each other happiness. Does none of that mean anything to you?" Ruby started to raise her voice and Yang was still moping around. "Why? What will it take for you to be happy? What happened to all that talk about loving Blake? Did you not mean that? Do you not love her?!"
"I do!" Ruby's eyes widened as she took a step back. Yang finally brought up her face, tear like waterfalls. "I do love her!" Ruby collapsed onto her knees.
"Then why are you causing each other so much pain?"
"Because… Because I didn't know she loved me back. All of this time, she was always there for me whenever I needed her. She always cared for me and did everything for me. She was the bestest friend anyone could ever ask for. I never knew that that was love."
"So why are you hesitating now?" Yang dropped her head and closed her eyes.
"I don't know. I can't bring myself to realize that it's all true. I love her and she loves me back." Ruby walked over to Yang and hugged her as tight as she could.
"Yang, I just want you to be happy. Not being able to see each other all of the time makes that difficult, but if there was one thing that could make you happy, I think it's her."
"You're not just saying that because you like her, right?"
"Of course not. She's something special." Yang hugged her back and closed her eyes.
"Thanks Rubes."
"I love you Yang."
"I love you too."
…
Back at Blake's house, she was a train wreck. Her mother wasn't home so she was free to do whatever she wanted. She punched all of the walls in her house; luckily, none of them cracked at the force of her punches. She ran her fingers through her hair, constantly thinking about what she should have done. She kept blaming herself and how stupid she was.
"Why did I do that?! I didn't have to stand there like an idiot. I could have done something! You're such a moron, Blake! Ugh!" She stormed into her bathroom and turned on the lights. Immediately, she saw a reflection of herself in the mirror. She couldn't even stand to look at that. She averted her eyes from the mirror for the image it was displaying was too ugly to look at. "Stop it. Don't look at me with those eyes. It's your fault as well. Don't pin this all on me." She looked up and saw her reflection eyeing her down. "Shut up!" She punched the mirror and it shattered, causing her knuckles to bleed from the impact.
She fell against the wall and slid down onto her butt. She then grabbed a towel off the rack and wrapped it around her hand. She looked up at the ceiling as a tear escaped her eye.
Weiss was right. My one chance went right out the window. She gently hit the back of her head against the wall. Why am I so stupid? Why couldn't I have just told her how I feel? Failure sounds much better than regret right now. She hit the back of her head again and wiped away that stray tear. Well, I guess I just have to live with my mistakes now. She looked down and uncovered her hand to see the bleeding stop. However, she kept the towel on her hand just to be safe. She then got up and walked to her room where she fell on top of her bed and covered her eyes.
I always thought that this world was generous. I always thought that things happened for a reason, but this can't be the same. I had to have met Yang for a purpose, but not for this. If this is genuinely true. I'll never accept the truth. I was just too much of an idiot to follow the path that was laid out for me. Now, my chance of being with Yang is over. She suddenly stopped and started to cry.
"I'm so sorry Yang. This is all my fault!" She turned over onto her stomach and shoved her face into her pillow, blocking the sounds of her screams and cries.
She then heard the sound of the door opening and her mother calling out to her. She was unable to muster up anything so she just decided to lay on her bed without saying a thing. Since her mother didn't get any acknowledgement from Blake, she decided to head upstairs. She knocked on the door and asked if she was alright. Still, Blake was unable to answer her. When she opened the door, she saw Blake on her bed, completely in ruins.
"Blake, are you okay?" She walked over to her and sat next to her on her bed.
"I'm-I'm fine," she said with whimpers in her voice.
"No you're not, come here." She lifted Blake off the bed and into her arms. However, Blake still had possession of the pillow and hugged it as her mother was now behind her. "What's wrong sweety?" The whimpering in her voice made it difficult to speak, but Blake tried her best to open up to her mom.
"I-I messed up."
"What do you mean?"
"I made a mistake and now, I can never take it back." Blake pressed her face against her pillow. This only made her mother squeeze tighter.
"We all make mistakes honey. It's simply our job to know what we did wrong and to change it in the future."
"I just-I don't think I can do that."
"What's wrong? Please tell me. I want to help you. That's what mothers are for." Blake finally mustered up the courage to fully open up to her mother.
"Please don't think I'm weird for saying this, but I love Yang… like, actually love her. I tried to tell her for the longest time, but I was always too afraid to. When I finally decided to, something else happened and now, she won't even talk to me… And I don't know what to do." Blake quickly turned around and wrapped her arms around her mother. "Please help me!" Her mother was a little shocked at first. Blake was never the type of person to care about feelings or other things like that so hearing this made her take a few steps back.
"Do you know if she loves you back?"
"She does." Her mother pulled Blake off of her and looked her in the eye.
"Then why are you so worried? If she really loves you back, it'll all work out in the end. Maybe not anytime soon, but that's how things work. There's a famous quote that says that love will always find a way. You did your best and now, you just need to wait."
"Wait for what?"
"For the right moment. If your feelings reached out to her, she should be understanding and make her way back to you."
"Really? You're not lying, are you?"
"Of course not. How could I ever lie to you?" She pulled her back in for a hug. "No matter what happens, just know that I'm always here for you. I love you."
"I love you too." Blake squeezed even tighter.
"Would you like something special for dinner?"
"No, I'm not hungry."
"Okay, well, if you end craving something, just let me know and I'd be more than willing to make it for you."
"Okay."
"It'll be alright sweety."
After a few minutes, Blake finally calmed down and her mother took her leave. If what her mother said was true, things will end up working out. How is that possible? Life isn't a fairy tale. It can't be that easily.
Ring. Ring. She looked over at her phone as it buzzed across her desk. She walked over to it to see who it was and nearly fainted. It was Yang.
End of Chapter 11
