Weiss collapsed on the floor, chest constricting and fingers bleeding as sobs racked through her small, fragile frame. Her violin sat next to her in the same state of misery, the D-string broken and warped into a sickening curl while blood started to cake on the fingerboard. Her bow was nearly whittled down to the width of a pencil, the hairs snapped and hanging from the edges due to the excess amount of pressure being applied to the string.
"You know, you don't have to go. It's just another benefit concert for some who-knows-what charity at a who-knows-where auditorium. It's not like I'm playing at Carnegie Hall…" Weiss replied over her shoulder as she polished the face of her violin.
"Are you kidding me!? Of course I'll watch you play, silly! What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't?" Ruby replied from Weiss' bed, too preoccupied by her phone to notice the small smile forming of Weiss' lips.
There's that word again…
Sheet music scattered everywhere, strewn about in a fit of anger, desperation, and frustration.
Chunks of rosin littered the hardwood floors leaving a sticky residue.
Weiss pulled herself up leaving bloody trails on the floor and her desk.
"Okay...fine...but I can't have you attending in acid wash jeans and a hoodie," Weiss said, laying her violin down and securing it in it's case.
"What's wrong with jeans and a hoodie?" Ruby replied, looking up from her phone with raised eyebrows.
"Nothing at all…" Weiss said to the empty room.
"Okay, so no dress, can we compromise on black slacks and a colored shirt?" Weiss asked, her feet rested on ruby's lap as the sat down on Weiss' couch.
"If that shirt can be some shade of red, then yes," Ruby replied, continuing to massage Weiss' feet.
Weiss limped to the sink to wash her hands. Her blisters had broken open.
She dried her hand, not caring about staining her impeccably white face towels, and bandaged her fingers.
"How do I look?" Ruby spun around in place.
"Um...you look...very…" Weiss was at a loss for words.
"That bad, huh?" Ruby gave a small smile.
"No! Not at all! It's just that...you look...youlookveryhandsome…" Weiss' complexion betrayed her, scarlet cheeks as clear as day.
"I'm sorry what was that?" Ruby teased, smile growing wider as Weiss' cheeks flushed into a deeper red.
"Don't milk it you dolt! You look very handsome…" Weiss looked at the floor not wanting to make eye contact.
"Hey," Ruby closed the gap between them.
Weiss slowly looked up and Ruby swept in for a kiss…
"I love you, Weiss Schnee,"