A/N: I want to say thank you very much to LazyKatze for all the time spent editing and giving me advice on the stories. she is a life saver. alos just to try and clear up some confusion, this chapter happens thee same day as the first chapter. RWBY is owned by Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth, i only made up the idea of the story. if you have any questions, PM me. thank you for reading!

The day of…

Weiss

Today was the day. She had woken up from a wonderful nights sleep. Her coffee was perfect. Her classes were going great. Her day was, by most means, perfect, so on her way to her last class of the day she decided that she would tell Ruby her about her feelings for her.

"Ruby has no afternoon class, so she should already be at the room," Weiss started planning, "so I'll just hurry to back to the dorm after class and tell her. Or should I get something for her? Maybe roses? Hmm…." She continued walking down the hallway. "Yeah, I think she'll like roses." Weiss picked up her pace, new determination driving her. She arrived at her next class, a smile stretching from ear to ear. "As soon as class ends, I'll head to town and get some roses, then head to the room." She pushed the door open and walked in.

Weiss walked down the hall, almost back to her room. She tightened the grip on the rose in her hand, nervousness taking hold. "Pull yourself together, Weiss, you can do this." She let out a long exhale and reached for the handle. As she pushed the door in she called out to her partner. "Hey Ruby, you home? I need to talk to you about something. Ruby?" Weiss looked around, but the lights were off and it was too dark to see.

She walked over to the curtains and pulled them open. The small amount light from the setting sun filled the room. She turned around to search for her redheaded partner and froze. The rose slipped from her hand, falling to the ground next to the beds. She let out a blood curdling scream, the sight she was looking at freezing her in place. In front of her was Ruby, sitting in a corner and drenched with blood. The crimson liquid started at the girl's waist, her brown and white plaid school skirt stained red. It pooled on her upper legs, and from where it poured down all over her legs it was turning the girl's long white socks a matching color. A large puddle had formed on the ground, forming a circle around her.

No… she can't be… Tears welled up in her eyes as she ran over to the bloody girl. "Ruby!" she choked, "Ruby, please be alive!" Weiss grabbed the unresponsive girl, giving her a slight shake. "Ruby! Ruby! RUBY!" she shouted, but got no response. Weiss let go of the lifeless girl, her arms trembling. She fell to her knees. Her body was unable to stand. She stared at the body of her partner, her will draining from her and emptiness taking its place. Falling onto her side, she landed in a pool of the crimson liquid. Curling up on the bloody ground, with her knees pulled into her chest, she began weeping. "Ruby," she cried out, still lying on the floor. "Ruby please don't leave me." A noise came from behind, startling her. She snapped her head up towards the direction of the noise. The eyes of the now conscious Ruby met hers, and the girl had a slight smile on her face. "Ruby!" Weiss shot up, scrambling to get back to her partner. "Ruby, I'm so glad you're alive."

"Are you happy now?" Ruby questioned, her voice weak .

Weiss furrowed her eyebrows, the strange question catching her off guard. " What does—"

"'Cause it's your fault, you know. Since the first day we met it's been your fault." Ruby was staring at Weiss now, her eyes burning into Weiss'. The redhead's smile was now replaced with a twisted sneer.

"Ruby, what are you talking ab—"

"All you ever did was yell at me, and push me, and call me names," she growled, "You treated me like I was dirt. Like I was worthless. All I was to you was an annoyance. I still tried to become friends with you for some reason, even with all the stuff you put me through. I carried your stuff, I complimented you, I even bought you things, but it was never good enough. I was never good enough, so you just discarded me, like the trash you thought me to be, just because I didn't meet your standards."

"Ruby, I…" Weiss stammered.

"It was always about you. How your day was going. What you wanted to talk about. How your life was so hard," she paused, the redhead visibly trembling, "Well what about me!?" she shouted, her voice strained from the blood loss. "How do you think I felt when you yelled at me and called me names? How do you think I felt when you pushed me through a glass table and then left? How do you think I felt when I bought you things and all you did was put me down because it wasn't good enough, because I wasn't good enough?" She fell back, the effort of leaning forward too much for the dying girl. Her next words came out wavering and low. Her breathing was ragged and short. "I felt like trash. I felt worthless. Like I was wasting everyone's time just being alive." There were tears streaming down Ruby's face now, mixing with the blood that was caked on her, and making bloody tear drops that left crimson trails in their wake. With the last of her strength, Ruby leaned in to Weiss, her body being supported by the other girl. Weiss didn't move, too shocked to even wipe the tears as they ran down her face.

"Ruby…" she managed out through the tears on her face and the bile that was building in her throat.

Ruby picked her head up, placing her mouth inches from the heiress' ear. Her words came out barely a whisper. "You finally got what you wanted, huh? Congratulations. And I guess I got what I deserved." Her eyes closed and her head fell forward, all of her weight being supported by the heiress. With her last breath, she spoke her final words. "This is all on you."