Well after that downer of a chapter, how about something that might help. Then again, it could also be even more depressing. Who knows?
The memory replayed many times in my head for what felt like hours on end. It just kept going on and on. Then finally, my attacker pressed against me and I felt something against my leg. I tensed up hoping to ignore it when I heard a familiar voice invade my mind. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" It was Blake's voice but it sounded like a completely different side of her.
My attacker jumped away from me and I opened my eyes finally. He quickly pulled his pants up and flashed at Blake who looked like she was about to destroy a building. I wanted to yell at her to stay away from him because of the knife but it didn't matter anymore when she reached over to the stack of broken wood and pulled out long piece of it. The man stood his ground for a second but started backing away when she advanced towards him. I looked over and saw Yang and at the entrance to the alley. "Ruby, you go stand on the corner. If you move you're grounded and I'm not joking." I heard her say and then I watched her run to Blake's side while they advanced on him.
All I could do was sit back and watch as Blake and Yang cornered him like he did to me before Blake swung the board at him. It hit hard and he yelled out in pain making him drop the knife. I thought it was over then but Yang just walked up to him and pulled him to the ground. "You want to feel a girl that bad? Huh punk? How about my feet against your rib cage?" She kicked him over and over again. Blake ran over to me and shielded me from the blonde's rage.
I could only see Blake's face as she looked me over. "Weiss? Weiss are you okay?"
I didn't say anything. I just hung my head and cried.
I felt her arms wrap around me. "It's over Weiss. It's okay. Just say something, please."
My mouth finally opened. "He.. his hand... he was about to.." I couldn't say it. It was just too much.
"I'm so sorry Weiss. I shouldn't have told you to check the alleys. I'm sorry." I heard Blake's voice catch in her throat.
Yang had apparently finished with beating up my attacker and came over to check on me but didn't say anything when she saw how I looked and how Blake was crying. She simply went and got Ruby leaving me time to fix my clothes and and Blake to fight back her guilt.
It was quiet walk back to our cars, or semi quiet. I was paranoid about everyone. Every male voice I heard would make me jump and snap my head to where I heard it from. Yang helped me along without question, offering her body for me to lean against when I felt like I was going to faint. Ruby only asked once what was wrong but Yang was quick to tell her not to ask anything right now. Yang really knew how to handle this while Blake was distant and silent for most of the walk.
The only time she spoke was when she said bye to Yang and Ruby when we parted ways. Yang asked if we were going to be okay the rest of the day and that she would gladly come keep us company but we declined. The day just needed to end for us. On the way home though I finally managed to ask where Ruby was when she disappeared.
"Yang found her inside an antique shop. An old doll caught her eye. We tried calling you but you didn't answer." She explained, her eyes never straying from the road.
I just stared at my lap. "How did you guys find me?"
"I remembered that you said you were on Spirits Street when I told you to check the alleys. I shouldn't have told you to do that Weiss. That was a horrible idea that.."
"Blake, please." I interrupted. "You couldn't have known that."
I watched her knuckles turn white on the steering wheel. "I'm sorry, Weiss. I was just scared. I still am scared. Scared that he may have done too much to you. It was me that put you into such an unsafe situation."
Blake shouldn't be the one to beat herself up. "It was my fault. I wasn't paying attention and payed for it."
"You're making it sound like you deserved what happened. No one deserves that, especially you."
What she said sounded final so I didn't argue. It was true but I couldn't help but have doubt about it. I didn't feel so safe anymore with Blake as I once did. It was something I hated thinking but it nagged at me in my head.
The second we got to the apartment, I was in the shower trying to scrub every thing on my body. I don't remember where he touched me and I didn't want to remember. There was no way I was going to let him stay on my body in any form. When I decided the soap wasn't working well enough I started using a rag to clean. I scrubbed and scraped at my body until it was all red. When the shower water finally turned cold I got out with my body stinging all over but at least I felt somewhat more clean than before.
I could here a sharp intake of breath from Blake as I walked by to my room. It was probably because of how red I was but I didn't care. I had to do it or else I would feel worse. After changing and heading back out of my room I saw Blake heading into the shower.
"All the hot water is gone. You might want to wait." I told her.
She just kept going. "I don't care."
The door slammed shut and I was stuck alone on the couch like Blake was earlier. Blake was normally quiet in the shower but I could hear her yelling out in anger and slamming things when the shower turned on. Ten minutes went by during her time of anger until it just quieted down into barely audible crying. She was still beating herself up and I couldn't console her. I couldn't even console myself.
I found myself glancing at the windows and doors multiple times like there was going to be someone breaking in any moment. Blake opened the door of the bathroom and I jumped. She frowned and turned away into her room. That one movement probably hurt her and made it seem like I couldn't even trust her.
For awhile it was just me in the living room. I made food to eat and just sat staring at the television hoping to be able to ignore everything. The sun went down eventually and I couldn't fight sleep anymore so I went to my room. Before I went to bed though I double checked every window in a fit of paranoia. When I went to the door to check its lock Blake was standing there, her eyes a very obvious red.
"Are you really that scared?" She asked bluntly.
I looked at all the windows she obviously saw me check. "I wasn't saying that.."
She turned around. "Lay down, I'll be right back." And she started walking to her room.
I was left confused but she seemed serious. I resisted the urge to close my door and just went under my covers. Not feeling safe, I tried grabbing and holding my covers close but it wasn't working. I got frustrated by it and kicked them away. Blake saw my little tantrum when she walked in my room and tossed her only but large pillow onto the bed.
"If you want, you can use this if you need to." She said.
"Thank you." I told her while grabbing the pillow and holding it close.
Blake closed and locked the door. "I'm staying in here tonight. If you don't feel safe in your own home then I'm going to make you feel safe."
I nearly stood up to argue. "You don't have to do th.."
"Yes I do Weiss." Blake said while pulling my covers up over me. "Things happened that I need to fix. So let me do what I need to do."
I nodded like a child and she smiled. Blake walked to my door and put her back against. She scanned my windows and never let off the door. I hugged the pillow closer and watched what was essentially my own personal bodyguard. The combination of her watchful eyes and the scent of her from her pillow put me at ease. Every second she stood here put me closer to sleep. My eyes would droop and I could see Blake showing a smile when she saw me finally falling asleep. I could tell she was satisfied with the job she was doing. My mouth cracked a smile for the first time tonight as I went off into the dream world.
I woke up with my room completely empty and nothing on my body. It was cold and there was nothing to cover myself with. Panic was raising in body and I tried to run for the door. My body was thrown back onto the bed by the familiar grip of my attacker. He had followed me to my own apartment. I really wasn't safe here like I thought. Blake couldn't keep me safe and now I was at this man's mercy again.
I kicked at him and screamed as loudly as I could in his ice cold grip. "Scream as much as you want. Your friend is a little tied up in the other room." It was too much to hear for me. My body went into panic mode and I started flailing to get free. All he did was laugh and press into me even more. None of my clothes were present this time to block his filthy body from mine.
The more I pushed against him the more his body trapped me. His body felt completely frozen and it just made me scream even more. "BLAKE! HELP ME! OH GOD, HELP ME BLAKE!" Nothing worked though and she didn't come to save me this time. He was right, she couldn't protect me. I finally just accepted what was to come and cried as he got his desire. He penetrated me and sighed at the pleasure he found in destroying me. All I could do was cry and brace myself for the worst night of my life.
Things suddenly slowed down though and I felt the man's cold body slowly being replaced by a radiation of heat. It was pleasant after what I just experienced. I embraced it and I could feel the security of my room slowly come back to life. My clothes came back to my body and I had Blake's pillow in my arms again. The tears stopped and I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling. When I gave the pillow a quick squeeze to bring it closer I heard a sharp breath and I shot my eyes open to see what it was.
What I saw surprised me. It was Blake staring right at my eyes with a smile. My arms were wrapped around her and I immediately knew where the warmth had come from.
I didn't let go of her. "Why are we like this?" I asked softly.
"You were having a nightmare and I thought this would be best." She said in a whisper.
"Why this?"
She put an arm around me. "It's what my mother did when I had bad dreams. She would stay with me for the rest of the night."
My chest was filling up again. "Are you going to stay here all night?"
She nodded. "As long as I need to. I want you to feel safe. I want to be the one to do that."
"Please don't leave tonight." I was losing control again.
She smiled. "I wouldn't even if you asked me to. I care too much about you to do that now."
That was the moment my mind snapped. Without even trying or a resistance from Blake, I was on top of her with her amber eyes staring wide-eyed up at me. She didn't frown or say anything to me. I moved my head closer to hers carefully and closed my eyes. "You know, Weiss, if you do this, you won't be able to pretend it was a dream." My eyes opened again and I saw not a look of disapproval at my actions but a look of lust. She didn't say that because it would be a mistake but because it meant that I wouldn't be able to hide my feeling anymore.
I didn't care anymore though. Blake was under me and she was waiting for me to make the move. I couldn't afford to try and hide it anymore as it would mean lying to myself and Blake. I closed my eyes and lowered my head for the final time that night. My lips locked with hers and she pulled me closer to her. Never have I ever felt more safe in my life than in the arms of Blake Belladonna.
Well there you go. Good enough for you guys? I hope so because chapter 11 and 12 were actually one whole chapter but I split it up for fun. As always, reviews are welcome and remember to have fun! Good day guys.