"Ugh don't talk to me…" I rolled over onto my side, clutching at my stomach as another cramp tore through me.
"What's wrong, Yang," Ruby placed a hand on my bare shoulder and I nudged her off. My skin felt gross and I didn't want anyone touching me.
"I'm dying. Just leave me alone," I groaned softly and buried my face in my pillow. Everyone just needed to go away. It was one of those days.
"Yang, what on earth could possibly-" It was her voice, so shrill and high pitched. It was like knives in my ears.
"Weiss, now is not the time!" I didn't even have the energy to glare at her as I struggled to keep the sheets from smoldering. Keeping control of my Aura was even more difficult than normal during times like these.
"I'll stay with her. You two go," Blake's voice was soft and smooth, like cool velvet compared to Weiss. She crawled up to sit on my bed and put her hand a few inches where Ruby had put hers, but she kept her hand on my shirt.
"Feel better, sis…" Ruby sighed before following Weiss out of the room.
"Shialaguwnwsjl." I wasn't sure what I'd tried to say, but I doubted it was important.
"Come on, I refuse to be late." Weiss's voice again. This time further away, so it wasn't as irritating. I heard the door slam and Blake sighed a bit too loud. Everything was a bit 'too' something right now. Maybe I was a bit too irritated for life?
"It's really this bad this month?" Blake grabbed one of the thinner blankets and took the thick quilt off of me. Then she tucked me in. I tried to respond, but I really couldn't do anything else but groan.
"How about I make you some tea? It should help soothe the cramps."
I groaned again.
I felt her slide off the bed and listened to her footsteps. I could hear her clanking dishes, ripping paper and pouring water, but I wasn't really sure how she'd make the tea- we didn't have a stove in our dorm. I listened to her footsteps come back towards the bed and felt cool metal on my skin. She'd placed the teapot on my side and I really wanted to laugh. Fifteen minutes later and Blake poured the tea into a cup and handed it to me. It was nice and warm, but not too hot.
"Thanks, Blake…" I sighed softly and sipped the tea.
"No problem. It's cinnamon tea with chopped ginger and a bit peppermint. Drink it all, it should help." She watched me as I took another couple of sips, her ears twitching as she did.
"Sorry if it's not warm enough. And I probably should've added some more sugar for taste, I forget you're more of a coffee person than a tea person. And-"
"Thank you," I groaned softly, shooting her a smile. Her rambling stopped immediately and she looked glad that I liked it. She watched me drink almost half of it before perking up like she'd forgotten something and slid off the bed. I heard her climb back into her bed and get under her covers, I guess getting ready for a nap. I figured she would go back to class, and I didn't want to force her to stay in the room just to wait on me. But I also really didn't want to have to function at all for the rest of the day…
"Blake?"
"Yes, Yang?"
"Can you come back up please?"
She climbed up in a few seconds and sat down next to me.
"What's wrong- whoa!" I threw my arms around her and hugged her tight against me. I honestly just wanted to cuddle, and I was really thankful when she didn't pull away or resist, despite touching my clammy skin. She rubbed my side instead and gosh I wasn't expecting that, but it just felt so good...
"Why am I tearing up?" Oh, my stomach was turning itself inside out. That's right. I shivered in pain. Normally it's not ever this bad but-
"Oww..."
She pulled her hand back for a moment, then slowly snaked her hand back around, her fingertips massaging the small of my back. Then her palm.
Dust, that felt amazing...