Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY.

When Ruby came home from work, all she wanted to do was hop on the couch and watch some television. She didn't expect Blake and Amber to be home yet as they were still out shopping. She certainly didn't expect to see her girlfriend sitting on the couch.

"May?" She said as she closed the door behind her. "What are you doing here?"

Slowly, May turned and looked at her. "Ruby." Just from that, Ruby knew something was off.

"What's wrong?"

May turned back to the ground, then patted the spot next to her on the couch. "Sit down! We need to discuss something!"

Ruby's heart started pounding. There was no way this meant anything good for her. Slowly, she walked over and sat down next to May.

And there they sat, silently fidgeting. Ruby knew that May would eventually speak up. She just had to wait.

Finally, May pulled something out of her pocket. "Yesterday, I found this." With that, she handed Ruby a piece of paper.

She took it and looked at it. It was a drawing. A drawing of her, Blake and Amber. Now, she was thoroughly confused. "Umm..."

"You don't see it." May shook her head. "Of course not."

"See what? It's a completely normal drawing."

May turned to her. "You're holding hands!"

Ruby's brows shot up in confusion. She then looked back at the drawing and realized she and Blake were holding hands. "That's what this is about? You're upset because Amber drew me and Blake holding hands?"

"I know it's silly, but... When I saw that drawing, something clicked. You and Blake live together and have a daughter."

"She has a daughter. And they're both living here because they have nowhere else to go. And they're my friends!"

"I know, but still, you and Amber really do act like mother and daughter."

"And what if we do. I was there when she was born. I bathed her, changed her diapers. I heard her speak her first word." She went silent as she remembered all the countless other treasured moments she shared with the little faunus. "That girl is like a daughter to me, May. It's honestly not all that surprising that she would see me as a replacement for her father."

"I don't think it's just that. You and Blake go way back. You've known each other since high school, you were there for each other when things were at their worst. You even told me that you were in love with her."

"Was! I don't love her like that anymore and she never loved me like that!"

"I want to believe that. I do. But I just feel like I'm intruding. Like I'm just a mistress who's slowly destroying a perfectly happy family."

"No!" Ruby yelled as she grabbed May's and looked her in the eye. "That's not true! Blake isn't my girlfriend, you are! You're not intruding!" Please, May. Don't do it! Don't go! "I need you!" That seemed to spark something in May. For a moment, Ruby hoped she'd convinced her. Until she realized what she saw in May's eye wasn't joy. It was sorrow. "Please."

"Say you love me." That caught Ruby off guard. "Tell me there's a future for us. That we can be a family like you are with them right now. Look me in the eye and say you love me. And I'll stay."

She wanted to. She wanted to tell May that she loved her. That they could be everything she wanted them to be. She wanted her to stay. She opened her mouth to tell her everything.

And the words died in her mouth. She couldn't bring herself to say anything. She was silent.

May gave her a sad smile. "It's too bad." She got up and made for the door.

But was stopped when Ruby grabbed her hand. "Please," Ruby whined. "Don't go." Don't leave me alone.

"I'm sorry, Ruby," May said as she jerked her hand away. "Even if I did stay, I wouldn't be able to help you." She looked back at Ruby, tears streaming from her eye. "I wish you luck." She then turned and left.

Ruby was alone.

Again.

Alone in the dark.

Again.

Alone, stuck in this pit of misery.

Again.

She thought she'd escaped it. She thought she could live her own life. She thought she could be free.

Instead, here she was, crying, alone, on the couch, because she was hopelessly in love with a woman who would never love her back.

Again.

A/N: Now how much of an asshole would I be if I ended the story with this. Well, don't worry. I won't be like that. But this story is coming to a close. 2, perhaps 3 more chapters left. Thanks for reading.