There is going to be some heavy feels in this chapter, not sure if I portrayed how it feels for this situation to happen right. Did my best to try and write it though.
Anyway new chapter. Enjoy!
The gentle air and warm sun felt nice on Yang's skin. For a moment, all of Yang's worries and problems melted away before the light of the sun. The warmth felt as if a pair of arms gently held her close, a home filled with laughter and happiness. The swelling feeling of your heart when a loved one strokes your hand. The bitter cold of reality drained away the warmth Yang felt. Ruby was missing, and there was nothing Yang could do to bring her back. Yang didn't want this feeling, but she didn't know what else to do. Yang leaned against the brick wall, and her body slid down the wall until she hit the ground with a soft thud.
Bringing her knees to her chest and burying her face into her arms, Yang began to weep. This feeling, this turmoil raged through her body, tearing her apart from the inside. She angrily screamed into her arms, threw her head back violently into the brick wall and shook her head as blood streamed down the back of it. Yang leapt to her feet and brought her fists into the metal grating on the brick wall. She needed something, anything to get rid of this torment. She ended up slamming her forehead into the metal grating and stumbled backward, clutching her head with her hands and collapsed to the floor from exhaustion.
Yang was shaken awake and heard a voice calling to her, a cry of concern. Her eyes fluttered open to see Pyrrha standing over her.
"Yang! Thank goodness you're alright!" said Pyrrha.
Yang felt the comforting arms of Pyrrha wrap around her. Pyrrha pulled away and looked over Yang.
"What happened to you? Wait, before you answer that..." Pyrrha said while taking off her jacket and wrapping it around Yang.
"Now tell me what happened." said Pyrrha, but Yang shook her head in response. Yang did not want to talk about the topic. Pyrrha, standing in confusion and worry, watched as Yang turned from her and continued the trek towards Beacon while covered in blood and dirt. Pyrrha jogged to Yang's side.
"Yang?" said Pyrrha, but the blonde girl said nothing and they walked together in silence. Pyrrha's mind began to formulate the possible problems Yang was going through. However, Pyrrha noticed something wasn't right. Ruby was not by Yang's side. Pyrrha glanced at Yang.
"This is about Ruby, isn't it?" Yang stopped and looked at Pyrrha with teary eyes.
"Oh Yang..." said Pyrrha as she wrapped her arms around Yang once more, stroking her hair and gently humming.
"She's going to be fine, don't worry." Yang shook her head into Pyrrha's arms.
"She's gone, Pyrrha, she was kidnapped." Yang let her head rest against Pyrrha, too weary to cry any longer.
Pyrrha froze. Pyrrha had so many unanswered questions. "For what purpose and why was Ruby kidnapped?" Pyrrha's arms tightened around Yang.
"Tell me everything."
Yang proceeded to Tell Pyrrha everything that had happened. The date Ruby had, the surprise her girlfriend was going to give, and the eventual kidnapping.
Pyrrha pondered about the information Yang had given to her. Was it possible that Ruby's date was part of the kidnapping? If she was either Yang or Tai would've already anticipated.
"It's all my fault." Yang whispered.
Yang leaned into the attention Pyrrha was giving to her hair. Pyrrha reassured Yang that it wasn't her fault, whoever kidnapped Ruby was at fault.
"If I had gone with her, this wouldn't have happened!" said Yang as she grabbed tightly onto Pyrrha's shirt, fearing that if she let go, her sanity would go with it.
"Yang, you weren't aware this was going to happen nor could you have known." Pyrrha said.
"I'm her sister Pyrrha I need to protect her." Yang responded.
"You can't guarantee that you would have been able to save her. Think of your father in this situation, would he not feel just as responsible as you feel now if both of you went missing?" Pyrrha raised her voice at Yang. It wasn't the best idea, but she needed to get her point across. Yang needed to hear that she was not in any way responsible for this occurrence.
"You're right Pyrrha." The pain in Yang's voice made Pyrrha want to take her statement back, but her resolve overcame the guilt she felt.
"Let's go, Yang, we're going to be late for school if we stay like this." With her arms still around Yang, Pyrrha awkwardly waddled down the concrete path.
"Yang, keeping you this close is making it difficult for me to walk, would it be alright if you walked next to me instead?" Yang moved in front of Pyrrha and latched onto her arm. Pyrrha didn't plan this in her mind when she meant walking to next Yang, but preventing Yang from having another breakdown was her priority. The duo walked along in dreary silence, arrived at Beacon in minutes. The bell that signaled the start of classes had rung a long while ago. The few remaining students that loitered in the courtyard rushed to their destinations, praying their tardiness would go unnoticed by the professors.
The duo stayed silent as Pyrrha led Yang down the massive corridors of Beacon. Pyrrha wasn't sure why the halls were this big, Beacon seemed better off as a parking garage rather than a school. After a confusing short trip, Pyrrha stood before the doors of the nurse's office. Using her free hand to knock on the door, Pyrrha turned to Yang.
"I'm going to leave you at the nurse's office while I go to class. I promise you I will be back, can you handle it?" Pyrrha said to Yang, worry laced in her voice. Yang slowly nodded in response.
"Good. I will be back for you as soon as I can. I will not leave you." Yang's throat tightened. A fleeting moment of happiness passed through her upon hearing Pyrrha's words.
The door to the nurse's office opened, and a short woman with peach colored hair stood inside, her eyes wide at the scene before her.
"Pyrrha, shouldn't you be in class? And what's going on here?" The woman shifted her eyes between the two girls.
"Professor Peach, Yang had a bit of a situation on the way to school. I won't say anything as it is personal to Yang. Can you look after her while I attend my classes?" Professor Peach focused her eyes on Yang, taking in every square inch of injury on Yang.
Pyrrha left Yang in the care of Peach. The gentle and calming voice of Peach faded into silence as Pyrrha walked away from the office. Pyrrha let out a sigh of relief, with Yang in the hands of Peach, she would be able to focus on her classes.
Turns out, leaving Yang with Peach did nothing to soothe Pyrrha's nerves. What if Yang got aggressive and attacked? What if she ran away? Attacked other students? These issues kept Pyrrha from focusing in class. She was probably overthinking it, but the questions still bothered her nonetheless. Professor Oobleck noticed something was wrong with Pyrrha.
"Pyrrha." The mention of her name made Pyrrha jump slightly in her seat, not that it was noticeable to most.
"Is something troubling you?" Pyrrha felt the eyes of the entire class on her. This situation was something she wanted to avoid.
"It's something personal with a friend, professor. I apologize for being distracted it won't happen again." The professor eyed Pyrrha, taking a sip from his mug and turned away.
"If it's that troubling Pyrrha, you have my permission to stay with her."
Pyrrha was at an impasse, Yang desperately needed the help to cope, but she would get angry if Pyrrha sacrificed her studies to help Yang. Pyrrha weighed the advantages and disadvantages of each scenario. With her mind firmly set on the choice and determination burning deep inside of her, Pyrrha shook her head and seated herself.
"She'll be fine, professor. I know she can handle herself. She wouldn't want me cutting my studies to help her, and I wouldn't expect anything different from her."
The professor nodded and returned his focus to the lecture. The students' whispers spread like wildfire and sheepishly started writing their notes when the professor cleared his throat to draw the attention of the class. Several students occasionally glanced at Pyrrha when the professor had his back turned. Pyrrha remained fixated on her notes, despite the embarrassment, she felt with the curious stares of other students. She did get lots of stares in her sports competitions, but this felt... different. Having people stare at you after confessing something stressing was different than people watching you compete. Pyrrha hoped Yang wasn't going through as much trouble as she was.
Yang didn't visit the office frequently to tour it, only when she had to protect Ruby. At the thought of her sister, Yang's jaw tightened. Professor Peach stopped her typing and turned towards Yang.
"Yang? Are you alright?" Peach realized her mistake when Yang glared at her.
"Right, dumb question." Peach turned back to her computer to type once more. The growing silence continued until Peach sighed and spun herself towards Yang.
"Yang, what would your sister think if she saw how you are now?" asked Peach when Yang squinted at her.
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?"
"Would Ruby be happy with how you're behaving?" continued Peach as Yang crossed her arms and moved away from her.
"You think I like feeling like this? I want my sister back." grumbled Yang as Peach opened her arms towards Yang.
"I can help you deal with the pain Yang."
Yang bit her lower lip as she looked between Peach and the floor, she reached out towards Peach but stopped short.
"Yang?"
"Just leave me alone." Said Yang as she withdrew back into herself. Peach set her arms down in her lap, and just like that, her chance to help Yang was gone. Peach would not give up so quickly, but what to do she wondered. The nurses' office faded back to silence as Peach awaited Pyrrha's return.