Chapter 9:

"WHAT!" yelled Ruby before she yanked the phone away from her face to briefly look at the collar id.

"Relax Rubes it is just me. I'm just calling to check up on you." said Yang with worry thick in her voice.

Ruby sighed and resisted the urge to scream and throw the phone across the room. She gritted her teeth and said "I'm fine so stop worrying and do your job, I want you to catch the sicko that killed Blake."

"Okay just-" before Yang could even finish her sentence the line went dead. "Call if you need me…" she finished weakly before turning to Weiss. "Are you sure she's okay at your place?" she asked.

Weiss briefly took her eyes off of the road to look at Yang. Taking one of her hands off the steering wheel she reached over and took hold Yang's hand, "Yang she's fine, she's just drinking in my apartment she's safe there." Yang gave her a weak smile and wistfully looked down at her phone.

Back in the apartment Ruby sat on Weiss' uncomfortable and yet ridiculously expensive white leather couch contemplating on taking another hit of ether. "...Maybe I if take enough I'll be too high to even care if I hear Blake." She poured more liquid onto the makeshift rag and then proceeded to inhale the retched stench of the liquid once again.

Ruby slowly exhaled and set the bottle and rag aside as she tried to rub away some irritation that had built up in her nose. The euphoria began to drag her away from her thoughts as she closed her eyes and felt her heart begin to slow. It wasn't long before she heard a familiar whisper in her ear "You did it."

"Leave me alone Blake." She slurred, too weak to get up she just gripped the hair on the sides of her head and refused to open her eyes.

"All you need to do is remember. Remember that girl from the woods? You know the one cute orange hair?" Blake silky voice burned. Ruby just wanted it to go away, she just wanted to grieve in peace.

"I-I didn't have anything to do with that." she said weakly. Flashes of the girl yelling as screaming began to litter her brain, flashes of blood splattering, flashes of a struggle, and finally... flashes of laughter. Ruby began to repeat the words "I know I didn't do it. I know I didn't." the words soon losing their meaning as a familiar sense of doubt began to creep into her mind.

Ruby could almost feel Blake sitting next to her "Or did you…" tears began to roll down her face as she imagined Blake. In her mind she saw the Blake she had grown to love and cherish, the one that changed into sweats the moment she entered the apartment. The one that made her breakfast for their anniversary. The one that took several days off work to care for Ruby when she was deathly ill. Not the one with cuts forcing her beautiful face into a taunting grin. Not the one that she knew she would see if she dared to open her eyes.

"I miss you Blake." Ruby said in a broken voice.

"...Then why did you kill me?" whispered Blake.

"No… NO… NO!" Ruby began to scream "I didn't to it! I didn't do it! I love you! I love you so much!" More tears streamed down her face as flashes of Blake's scared face ran through her mind. Ruby rolled off of the couch and curled into a ball, with her knees tucked against her chest and hands over her ears she began to scream. She screamed and yelled for longer than she thought possible. She said not a single word for the hours she spent on the floor. She just screamed until her voice fell hoarse and silent.

And still she heard the velvety soft whisper of the love of her life. "I know you did it… and it's okay." She could almost feel Blake petting her hair as she began to choke and shudder. Ruby knew the effects were beginning to wear, but couldn't find it in her to move. She soon felt nausea begin to take hold. The urge to puke over road the need to stay on the floor. Ruby tried to stand but only managed a few steps before she collapsed onto the floor, her useless limbs weak from the drug. Another wave of nausea accompanied by a harsh shudder that helped to will herself to the decorative pot the stood on the far wall across from the couch. She swatted it off the wooden table and caught it just before it hit the floor, she didn't hold back the bile that rose with the newest wave and just released the few contents of her stomach into what was probably a thousand dollar pot.

Ruby clutched the porcelain pot for dear life and remembered the time Weiss almost killed her when she had almost broken it. I wonder what's gonna happen when she finds out I threw up in it? A small smile graced her face as she stared at the intricate details of the Chinese characters across the pot.

Another shudder followed by another wave hit her, quickly making her sent out more contents that she didn't even know she had. She felt weak and helpless, she felt death near just a bit more with every shudder, like she always did when she did ether. All she wanted to do was go to sleep but she forced herself to stay awake, she felt as though she deserved the pain that raked through her.

Her eyes slowly drifted closed without her permission and a flash of something she had not seen before entered her mind.

It was dark, the music from the club was but a distant memory. The ugly shag carpet of a familiar motel room was soaked in blood she felt dazed and not completely in control.

It was dark again but she could hear the voices of her friends pleading for their lives.

Another flash and she saw their lifeless heads with their heads mangled into life less grins.

The world around her began to spiral as everything went dark again and all she could hear were screams. Some were male some were female but they all began to blur together into the different flashes of bodies and blood. Soon it all began to slow and it all settled on one image. The image of Blake sitting with her kitty ears in her hands and a forced grin cut into her face sat in front of her.

Soon her head began to move and twist her dead yellow eyes stared back ate her as her lips began to whisper. "Why'd you do it Ruby? I thought you loved me…"

Ruby was startled awake by more bile quickly rising in her throat, she half missed the pot and some landed on her arm. More shudders broke out though her body as more tears began to fall. "I didn't do it..." was all she said before she passed out one final time.

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Well that was fun to write, it did get tricky here an there but I think it came out okay. Please tell us what you thought in the reviews and I'll see ya'll later (also I'm sorry if I don't really respond to the review in this story, I just let shadow respond to them because he usually gives much better responses than me). -d.z.

I just respond with coyness and wit. But next up is me… don't you love how it is picking up now? I love it… but kids, don't do ether, i got so peyote here which is what all the cool kids are doing. I'll sell it to you for your immortal soul… and a cookie. Till my next chapter.