Talking to the Moon

Chapter 4

I'm Your Shoulder to Cry on

Blake walked Yang into her house and into the living room where they sat down next to each other. When they arrived on the couch, Blake still had Yang in her arms as she was still crying her eyes out. Her hand was gripping Blake shirt and her head was shoved into Blake's chest. There was really nothing Blake could do beside from staying there with her. She had to wait until Yang was ready to talk until she could say something.

As she sat there quietly, she felt Yang's body and there wasn't definitely something wrong. Her body was really cold as if she was sick. Everything else was trembling as if she saw a ghost. As her body was pressed up against hers, she could feel her breathing and it was frantic as if she witnessed a major tragedy. But there was still nothing she could do. She sat there and kept Yang in her arms until she was finally ready to talk.

After a few minutes, Yang's breathing slowed and her body returned to more normal state than how it was earlier. She gently pushed away from Blake and looked at her with puffy, red eyes.

"Yang, are you okay?"

"I'm… I'm fine now."

"What's wrong?"

"It's about my boyfriend."

"Did he break up with you? Please don't tell me he broke up with you. You guys looked so happy together and…"

"No, it's not that. I broke up with him." Blake was shocked. She didn't know Yang could do something like this. She leaned and stayed interested in the topic. Now that that guy was out of the way, we can spend more time together. In an instant, she nearly slapped herself across the face. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about stuff like that. Pay attention to Yang.

"So then, I'm guessing it didn't work out between you two." She shook her head and started to tear up.

"He… He tried to take it from me." Blake's eyes widened.

"Wait, what did he try to take?" It took her a second to answer her back, but she finally did.

"My virginity!" She busted out into tears again and fell into Blake's chest. Now, Blake was trying to hold back the tears. Something as traumatizing as this for a girl was the worst thing possible. "He was at my house hanging out when he suddenly started acting strange. He kept leaning on me, whispering weird stuff into my ear. I didn't know what he meant, but he kept on doing it. He then pushed me on the ground and ripped off my pants. I didn't know what to do. I screamed as loud as I could and kicked him right in the face. Blake, I'm so scared." Blake had her eyes closed for the tears were rolling down her face. This was too difficult to listen to, but she had to, for the sake of Yang.

"It's okay Yang. I'm here. No one's gonna hurt you here. You're safe." Yang's tears started to drench Blake's clothes as she screamed out in agony. Blake held Yang tight as to try and calm her down, but she wouldn't stop moving. Now, all she could do was whisper in her ear saying that everything was going to be okay and that she was there for her.

"Don't leave me Blake. I'm scared."

"Don't worry. I'm not going to leave you. I'm gonna be right here until you're ready." Blake looked up at the time and saw that it was approaching midnight. She looked back down and saw that Yang was still on-edge. She gently patted her on the back and pulled away. "How about you get some rest? You can use my bed."

"Okay," she said as she wiped the waterworks from her face. Blake cradled her in her arms and carried her upstairs. When she got to her room, she gently placed Yang on her bed and pulled the blankets over her. She back to the door when he hand was suddenly grabbed. "Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm just going to get you a glass of water. I'll be right back. Don't worry." She placed Yang's on back on the bed and ran downstairs to get her water.

As she did, she was constantly thinking about the situation Yang described to her. That guy didn't seem like that kind of guy to do something like that. But now, I'm just glad that Yang's safe. I can't see her with him now that he's shown his true colors. She poured the water into the glass and took a deep breath. I'm just glad that she's safe. I'm just glad she came to me. She closed the fridge and walked back upstairs. She quietly opened the door and walked in with the water. However, when she walked back over to her bed, she saw that Yang was already asleep. Her eyes were all swollen, but she was asleep. She placed the water on the table next to her bed and grabbed her chair and pulled next to her bed.

She looked down at Yang who looked so troubled. Normally, sleep can rid someone of their troubles, but something like this could never go away that easily. She brushed her hair out of her face and examined her even more. She had a slight bump on her head which she assumed was from being knocked to the ground.

As she looked at Yang sleeping, she couldn't help but cry. To think that something like this happened to her closest friends is just devastating. What if it actually happened? There was no telling of what would have happened. Blake couldn't stop thinking of how grateful she was that Yang wasn't harmed. There was so much more that she wanted to do for her, but then again, she couldn't. She wasn't in any position to do anything.

When morning came around, Yang was the first one up. The first thing that came to her min was that her was face was sore, but then she remembered what happened. Right then and there, she vowed to forget about and move on to other things, better things. When she sat up, she saw Blake sleeping in her chair right next to her. In her head, she was thinking about how great a friend Blake was. She was always there for her and she never asked for anything in return. Yang reached for her head and rubbed it, quickly waking her up.

"Uh, good morning."

"Good morning," Yang said with a smile.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine now. Thank you, Blake," she said as she reached for Blake's hand, "for being there for me."

"Of course. You're my best friend."

"I'm your only friend."

"Okay, you don't need to go into specifics." Yang let out a little chuckle. Blake looked at the time and remembered that today was still a school day. "You wanna get ready first? It's still pretty early, but we don't wanna be late."

"Okay." Yang got out of bed and headed to the door when something popped up in her head. She walked back over to Blake and whispered in her ear. "Hey, do you mind if I borrow some underwear?"

"Eehhh?!"

"What? I didn't get to change them yesterday."

"Ugh, fine." Blake got up and walked her to her underwear drawer. "Pick anything you like." With that, Blake stormed out of her room which left Yang alone. As she looked in her drawer, she noticed that Blake was a daring girl. Most of her lingerie was black with floral and silky designs. Her options left her no choice, but to grab some sexy underwear. She smiled as she closed the drawer and went to get ready.

Back down stairs, Blake met up with her mother who was preparing breakfast.

"You're up early?"

"Oh yeah, about that. Yang was forced to come over last night for certain reasons and now, she's getting ready. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not. As long as there were no boys here, I'm totally fine with it." Blake couldn't help but be on-edge when she said that. There were no boys, but it was definitely about a boy.

After a few minutes, Yang walked down, completely ready for school. Blake turned around and saw her walking down. She got from her chair and walked back upstairs. Before she could, Yang whispered something in her ear.

"You and your lingerie, you dirty girl."

"Shut up!" Blake shoved Yang into the kitchen as Blake went upstairs to get ready.

"So Yang, how are you? It's been awhile since I've seen you."

"I know. I've been good. How about you?"

"I'm fine. Works been off and on so I can't really complain."

"Oh, that's good."

"What about school? Everything going good."

"Eh, sort of. There are things that could be better."

"Come on Yang, you're better than that."

"I know. I can't help it. Sometimes I just get in my lazy phase and it's really hard to get out of it."

"Oh, you're such a joker, always have been."

"You know, I do missing hanging around at your house. You're like the only parent I can actually talk to who doesn't make me feel awkward."

"Aw, why thank you Yang. You're the only person I can talk to who can joke around as much as me." She looked at the stairs and didn't see any sign of Blake. "And actually, you're like the only one of Blake's friends who I've actually talked to."

"Really? Blake is such a wonderful girl. I don't see why she doesn't have any other friends."

"Yeah, I don't know. Ever since she was young, it's been difficult making friends, but then you come around and liven up her world. I thank you for that. Before that, Blake would only shut the rest of the world out. How do you do? You always bring out the best in people."

"I don't know. I guess it's just something about me." All of a sudden, the two of them heard loud thuds coming from the stairs which only meant Blake was coming.

"Morning sweety, it appears as though you're finally up."

"Whatever." She looked over at Yang who was giving her a funny look. "What do I have something on my face?"

"No, no. You're fine."

Once she was ready, the three of them dug into their breakfast. Like always, the breakfast cooked by Blake's mother was incredible. Yang couldn't believe the taste. It was almost as if she was in a 5-star restaurant. The food was great and being able to eat with Blake and her mom made everything that much better.

After they finished, the immediately headed off to school where her mother was there to say goodbye to them. While they walked to school, Yang couldn't stop thanking Blake for her hospitality. Blake, on the other hand, just brushed it away as if it was nothing to her, but on the inside, it meant the world to her. She wanted to always be there for Yang, but the way she was, it didn't seem like things would ever be like that.

When they got to school, things got interesting. Yang spotted her ex and immediately cowered behind Blake. At first, Blake was kind of confused by this childish behavior, but when she saw her old boyfriend, everything made sense. She clenched her fists and stormed right at him. He was too busy with his current conversation to realize that she was walking right at him. Right as he realized it, he turned his head and Blake slapped him right across the face, nearly sending him into the stack of lockers against the wall.

"You monster! How could you?! What king of animal are you?!" Out of nowhere, Yang wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her away from the situation. As she did, Blake continued to lay in on him, saying things like he wasn't good enough for her or that she wishes he would die. Although some of the stuff she said was pretty horrible, everything she said was from her heart. She didn't want any more harm done to Yang and she knew that this was the only way for that dream to become a reality.

End of Chapter 4