I blink rapidly. A second ago, she threating me and now she offering help?!
"w-what?" I ask to make sure that I didn't misheard it. Surely, I misheard it, right right? No way in hell she will help a thief…
She sighing as she pinches bridge of her nose,
"I said, let me see your palm." I just offer her my shacking hand. The bleeding has stop but it's still stinging. My hand feels numb too. she then bends down and start wiping blood from my palm. I winced every time the small towel touches my scrapes. As she working with my scrapes, I can't help but look at her face. She has this serious and concern face. Her eyes focusing at my palm. Her alabaster hair that tied into a side ponytail flowing beside her face. Her sacred scar that really match her beauty and…. And those soft-looked pink lips. Her lips are what really take my attention. How can her lips look so…appealing? It's like… inviting me…
"why are you staring at me? is there something on my face?" she asks with a raised brow. I, myself, hadn't noticed that I was staring too long at her face. I shake my head as fast as I could. I'm trying to give a good excuse to her. But none come to my head.
"U-Uh, it-it's just, you looked so pretty! I can't help it!" 'WHAT THE HELL RUBY?! Geez, now I bet she thinks I'm a weird person.' I mentally slap myself, hard. I looked for any reaction. Slowly, her face has this shade of red, from her cheeks until her ears. But I don't know either she angry or she is embarrassed or she is just shy.
"Y-You dolt! W-what do you mean by t-that?" Okay, that stutter prove me that she is just embarrassed, or so I think? Well, she's cute when she is embarrasse-
'wait… WHAT. THE. FUCK. WITH. THAT. THOUGHT?!'
"I-I mean… uh… I-its… uh…err…I don't mean it like that! Ah, wait, it's not like I'm saying that you are not pretty. Actually, you're so cute, pretty, and beautiful. Heck, everyone will kill each other if that mean they can have a body like you. Oh wait, it didn't sound right coming from me. and now I'm rambling, sorry… I will shut up now…hehe…" Then I hear something that I never heard. Something so beautiful. Something so…. perfect. There is no music that near this good.
She giggled with a hand slightly covering her mouth. Even when she giggled, or in this case, laughed at my rambling, she still keeps her proper manners. Wow, maybe she IS a princess. You know, princess must keep her proper manners and such? I hear it from an old fairy tale book that Sindra give me. Even though she is laughing at me, I can't stop my face. I keep smiling softly at her.
"Dolt, come on, I already put bandages to your hand, I hope it not too tight." She then wipes her eyes and smile softly. I examining both of my palms, only to surprised that the bandage is perfect. I even didn't feel that stings or numb sensation from before. She is not just pretty, she is brilliant too.
"Thank you for your help, you don't know how grateful I am. Oh and by the way. My name is Ruby! I like it if you want to be my friend with me…" she looked a little surprised by my statement.
'Maybe she didn't want to be my friend? Oh yeah, how stupid of me. Of course, she didn't want to be my friend, dammit. I mean, who want to be my friend? A poor, dumb thief, who just jump into her home at noon. Yeah… of course she didn't want. She's like a princess and I… just…well, me'
Before I can think further, she said
"with me? you want to be friend with me?" I just meekly nod. Too afraid, too shy and too awkward to responded. Many thought starts running into my head.
"even though… I'm… far from perfect? And even… when I have this… ugly scar?" she asks with uncertain eyes and her finger start to trace her scar at her left eyes.
"Huh? Of course? Why would I don't want to be friend with you? And, you're far from unperfect! You're perfect from every aspect! And your scar isn't ugly! It just makes you more beautiful, and it make you looked more tough. Your scar is just adding your beauty! That scar…has its own beauty… Okay… now I sound so creepy… I better stop…uh... I'll stop now"
Her eyes went wide and she gazing at the grass, make her face almost covered by her bangs. I can see tearful gazes behind her bangs. She looked up to me and say,
"Thank you, that means so much to me. I like to be your friend. And my name is Weiss. Weiss Schnee." She smiles at me. I feel blood rushing to my head, especially my cheek. Ugh, I bet I looked like a red tomato right now. Wait… Weiss schnee?
'I think I hear that family name sometime… hem…. Ugh…. Come on brain… where did I read it? In a magazine? No, I never read a magazine. From old newspaper? Hmmm…'
My eyes go wide as I realize who is in front of me. My jaw drops in disbelief. She tilting her head and locked a confused and concern gaze to my eyes. No way in hell…
"Y-you're… y-you mean…y-you… from the Schnee family?! T-the… owner of Schnee Gas and Oil company?!" I ask in disbelieve. I'm in trouble. I just jump into the richest family. I'm good as death…
"Well, it's my father that own it. But yes, It's us. Why do you asking that?" she ask, more confused than ever.
I shacking uncontrollable. My throat suddenly feels really dry. My mouth still hanging. As fast as I could, I bend over until I can feel grass at my forehead.
"I'm deeply sorry for jumping right into your house. I-I swear to never do it again! Please spare my life!" I ask a little loudly. She placing her point finger to her mouth, as if telling me to keep quiet. She told me to raise my head since its unneeded and she already forgive me.
We snap our head towards Weiss' house after we hear some footsteps. I can see a man that maybe 2 or 3 years older than me, wearing some I believe butler or servant uniform. His hair colour is dark blue with a hint of light blue at the end of his hair. His eyes are aquamarine colour. He held a gentle gaze at Weiss. But after he looked at me, he held a confused gaze.
"Mrs. Weiss, I hear a shou-….. Mrs. Weiss… who is this child? And how can she come in?"
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ooookay, that was a thing, i know i promished to publish it in two weeks but, yeah, ...sorry
i know my grammar is bad so i hope there is someone who want to help me...
thank you for reading btw!