Waiting (on You) - Chapter 9 (Patreon)
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Monday morning usually arrived with a few yawns and Yang dragging herself out of bed after snoozing her alarm one or two times. This Monday, she popped up with little difficulty and rushed through her morning routine.
After her miserable Sunday, she wanted to start this week on a good note. Dinner with Mel had been...well, Mel had always been easy to get along with and fairly enjoyable company. In this case though, grabbing dinner and catching up hadn’t been worth the heartache.
They were both pretty much in the same places as when they last saw each other, and Yang spent the entire dinner thinking about Blake. Once she and Mel parted ways, she spent the rest of the night lamenting her stupidity and thinking about Blake. She had messaged Blake goodnight, as usual, and Blake sent a quick goodnight in return, but...she needed to see Blake so they could put the whole ordeal behind them.
That started this morning at the coffee shop.
They always got together on Monday before heading to work. One of them might skip if busy or running late, but that rarely happened. So it shouldn’t happen today. At least, not if everything was fine.
Peering through the coffeehouse windows and not finding Blake anywhere, Yang reminded herself that it was still early. Regardless of how early she was, however, Ruby still beat her.
“Do you not sleep?” she teased while gently shaking Ruby’s shoulders, making her squeak in surprise.
“I sleep plenty!” After glancing at the time, Ruby lowered her phone and gave Yang a curious look. “Why’re you so early?”
“The stars must’ve aligned.”
“That never happens.”
Shaking her head at the tease, Yang dropped her bag on one of the empty chairs while Ruby sipped from her cup of liquid sugar. Then a thought popped into her head, her eyes widened, and she set the cup aside. A bright smile sprang into being shortly after, and Yang sensed waves of energy approaching.
“Wanna hear something cute?”
“Is it about Weiss?”
“Yeah!”
Chuckling at the enthusiasm building by the second, Yang pointed at the counter.
“Hold on. I need coffee first.”
The delay put a dent in Ruby’s gusto, but she nodded and held back that excitement for now. Knowing what was in store, Yang smiled to herself and joined the line to order. Ruby’s giddiness was normally infectious, but her Weiss-induced happiness was on another level. That much joy so early in the morning could bowl people over, especially if they were already running on fumes from the day before.
Reminded of yesterday, Yang glanced over her shoulder and confirmed that Blake still hadn’t arrived. Yang would order for her if she was there, but cold tea was a travesty to be avoided at all costs.
“Good morning!” the peppy barista greeted Yang at the front of the line. “What can I get you?”
“Besides a do-over?” Yang joked before glancing over the menu. “I think...just an iced americano.”
“Three seventy-five.” After Yang swiped her credit card, the barista flashed another energetic smile and added, “It’ll be just a few.”
Heeding the silent instruction to wait at the other end of the bar, Yang stepped out of line and did just that. Her gaze returned to the front door, to no avail. It was still earlier than usual, but the morning work crowd was starting to pick up. Soon, the coffee shop would be buzzing with activity as everyone sought out their morning caffeine.
“Iced americano?”
Yang mustered a small smile while claiming her drink. With an energy boost in hand, she took a few sips and returned to the table.
“Alright, spill,” she said while sitting down. After glancing at the door one more time, earning another pinprick of worry, she focused on Ruby. “What’s this ‘cute’ thing that happened?”
Just like that, Ruby’s excitement returned at a near-record high, and she immediately put down her phone - a rarity, considering she practically lived on that thing.
“Ok,” she began, silver eyes already sparkling. “So, I told her that the carnival games are rigged.”
“Oh yeah? How’d that go?”
“Well, first, she threatened to sue everyone.”
“Of course,” Yang replied with a laugh. “That must’ve been fun to watch.”
“It’s actually really cute when she gets all heated.” Yang scrunched her nose at the admission, but Ruby giggled. “It is! She uses all these big words, and her cheeks get all pink, and it makes me just want to hug her and smell her hair...”
Ruby trailed off at the thought, so Yang waited several seconds before clearing her throat. The sound shocked Ruby away from whatever daydream she’d been having, which Yang had absolutely no desire to hear about, and she shook her head to refocus.
“Anyway,” she continued as a soft blush lit her cheeks. “I pulled her aside and asked her what was up. Because, like, it was cute, but she’s usually more mellow.”
“‘Mellow?’”
“Well, kind of mellow,” Ruby corrected, another adorable giggle escaping before she straightened her posture and waved her hands. “But then the cutest part! I asked what she was upset about, and she said that she just wanted to win one of the giant teddy bears for me like in the movies.”
That was pretty cute. Based on Ruby’s shimmering, lovestruck expression, however, it was the cutest thing in the history of mankind.
“That’s really sweet,” Yang admitted. “But what’re you going to do with a giant teddy bear?”
“That’s what I said!” After throwing both arms in the air, nearly knocking over her coffee in the process, Ruby cringed and moved her cup further away from the edge of the table. “Or, if she really wanted to get me a teddy bear, why not just buy one instead of spending ten times that much trying to win one in some rigged game?”
“What’d she say to that?”
“Well...she was a little confused that I didn’t want the teddy bear, but I told her I’d rather have pancakes instead.”
“Of course,” Yang said, shaking her head at Ruby’s solution to pretty much everything.
“So we went and got pancakes!” Ruby concluded with a big grin. “It was really cute and fun. I think she had fun, too.”
“I’m sure she did,” Yang assured Ruby before chuckling at their mini adventure.
Weiss didn’t seem like the romantic type, but she clearly wanted to make Ruby happy. And if she thought Ruby wanted romance, cheesy romantic comedies weren’t a terrible place to go for ideas. Apparently, she hadn’t yet learned just how much Ruby loved pancakes. Although, if Yang had to guess, she was smart enough to be looking up a good recipe right now.
“You like her, right?” Ruby asked, narrowing her eyes while Yang nodded.
“Yeah, Ruby. She’s nice.”
“You really think so? You’re not just saying that?”
“I really think so.” When Ruby pursed her lips, Yang reached across the table and tapped her hand. “If I didn’t like her, I’d tell you, alright? Or I’d subtly suggest that you should break up already.”
“Rude,” Ruby said, but a relieved smile appeared shortly after. “How was your weekend though?” she asked while grabbing her coffee. “Do anything fun?”
“Uh…” After glancing at the conspicuously empty seat beside her, Yang forced a smile. “It was ok. Went to a birthday party for Blake’s dad.”
“Was there cake?”
“Of course there was cake. What birthday party doesn’t have cake?”
Ruby shrugged at the question then followed Yang’s glance toward the door.
“Where is Blake, anyway?”
“I don’t know...probably just running late.”
“You’re usually the late one, not her.”
“Shush.”
While Ruby giggled, Yang checked her phone and frowned when she found zero unread messages. Blake would send a message if she wasn’t going to show up, right? The more time that passed, the less likely that seemed, and the more worried Yang became.
“Oh, there she is.”
As soon as Ruby nodded to the door, Yang spun around, spotted Blake, and felt a giant wave of relief crash over her.
With a bag slung over one shoulder and another impeccable outfit - a classy business casual look - Blake appeared unfrazzled by arriving later than usual. She smiled and thanked a kind gentleman for holding the door for her, then caught Yang’s eyes while heading over to the table. But that glance ended too quickly, renewing Yang’s worry as Blake joined them.
“Morning, Blake!” Ruby greeted her with a bright, cheerful grin.
“Good morning, Ruby.”
“Hey,” Yang said while pulling out and patting the chair beside her. “Busy morning?”
“Something like that.” Rather than sit down, Blake dropped her bag on the seat and motioned to the line. “I’ll be right back.”
Even though Blake typically got her tea before sitting down, Yang’s heart clenched when she walked away without a second glance. The brief interaction felt...wrong, somehow...but Blake looked like she normally did - gorgeous, composed, and ready to tackle whatever the day threw at her. Even while standing in line, her body language suggested she had nothing to be upset or bothered about.
Yang knew better than to fully believe what Blake projected to the world. If Blake wanted to hide how she was feeling, she would - simple as that. Only by talking to her could Yang get a better idea of how she felt...and how much apologizing was required.
While Blake ordered at the register, a regret-filled sigh slipped through Yang’s lips. If she hadn’t been such an idiot, she could have spent time with Blake and her parents after the party. Or, after having a mini-meltdown about Sun, she could have explained her fleeting jealousy to Blake and the two of them could have laughed it off before watching a movie together. Instead, she spent the whole night wondering how badly she screwed up by jumping to conclusions.
“Do you think she minds you staring at her?”
Blinking out of her thoughts, Yang turned away from Blake and caught Ruby grinning at her.
“What?”
“Blake,” Ruby explained, waving toward the line. “Think she minds you staring at her all the time?”
“Oh.” Sending one more glance Blake’s way, Yang gave up hope of making eye contact and sighed. “I was just thinking about something.”
“About Blake?”
“About...life and stuff.”
‘Life and stuff’ included Blake, but Yang didn’t come right out and say it. Apparently, she didn’t have to - Ruby’s nod implied that she understood.
Determined not to be caught staring again, Yang studied the finer details of her coffee cup before lifting it to her lips for a sip. Only then did she let her eyes wander back to the bar, where Blake exchanged a few words with the barista before collecting her cup of tea and turning around.
Yang immediately averted her gaze even though it felt pointless. She could practically feel Blake’s presence growing nearer, making her skin tingle and her heart quicken in turn. But, rather than watch Blake’s approach like usual, she waited until Blake returned to the table before offering a hopeful smile and soft, “Good morning.”
“Good morning,” Blake mumbled before taking a sip of her tea and sighing. “This is exactly what I needed...”
“Long night?” Yang asked, only to regret it when a frown tugged at the corner of Blake’s mouth.
“Something like that.”
“Yang was staring at you again.”
“Ruby!”
Yang sent her sister an exasperated look, but Ruby just giggled, and Blake barely glanced Yang’s way.
“I know,” she said simply, amusing Ruby and worrying Yang with the same two words.
If Blake knew that Yang was staring but hadn’t looked back, she was upset. That was the only explanation. Otherwise, she would have turned around. She would have caught Yang staring and winked or smirked or given some indication that she noticed Yang’s attention when Yang hardly noticed giving it. Instead, she ignored the opportunity to tease Yang, which she would only do if she was upset.
Worrying about Blake being upset and knowing that Blake was upset were two completely different things. One left hope that Yang was reading into the situation too much - that it was all in her head or an overreaction. The other made her heart race and her mind scramble for ways to make it right.
She was an idiot - she knew she was - but how could she express that in a way that made Blake feel better? Should she try explaining the reasons why she did what she did? She wasn’t sure that she even knew why she did some of the things she did...
“Ruby’s been gushing about Weiss for the past hour,” she blurted out, hoping to get Blake talking and smiling again.
“We haven’t even been here for an hour!”
“But if we had been, you’d still be swooning over Weiss.”
After sticking her tongue out at Yang - not a denial of the claim - Ruby turned to Blake.
“Feeling ok? You look tired.”
“I’m fine.” Blake brushed off the comment with a small smile but still didn’t acknowledge Yang’s glance. “Just didn’t sleep well.”
“That sucks...but that’s what the caffeine’s for, right?”
When Ruby nodded at Blake’s cup, Blake’s smile grew a little brighter.
“Exactly,” she agreed before taking a sip of her tea - chamomile, from the smell of it - and sighing again. She always said a good cup of tea could make anything better, and that seemed to be the case as she wrapped both hands around the warm cup and kept her attention on Ruby.
“How’re things with you and Weiss?”
“Really awesome!” Ruby exclaimed, her expression lighting up for a second before dimming. “I mean, I think so? But I haven’t asked how she feels...I think she thinks it’s going well? At least, I hope she does...”
Ruby bit her lip when she reached that spot of uncertainty, and Yang glanced at Blake expecting to share a moment of solidarity over Ruby’s cute new relationship. Instead, Blake’s gaze remained on Ruby.
“But you like her?” Blake asked, gently prodding Ruby back to abundant cheer.
“I like her so much! I feel like I’m constantly laughing or smiling around her, or making myself look like the biggest dork. But then she’ll smile at me like I am a huge dork, which only makes me do dorkier things, which makes her smile more...”
After motioning that the pattern repeated itself over and over again, Ruby set her hands on her cheeks and blew out a big puff of air. As soon as she regained her composure, she dropped her hands and grinned.
“I love seeing her smile. It makes me really, really happy.”
Faced with Ruby’s adoring grin, Yang sat back in her seat and smiled.
“That’s so cute.”
“It is,” Blake agreed, giving Ruby a warm smile. “It’s exciting to have someone who makes you feel that way. Like you can make an absolute fool of yourself, but as long as they’re smiling, it’s worth it.”
“Sounds like you’re talking from experience,” Yang joked, but her smile became strained when Blake merely glanced over before focusing on her tea.
“I might be.”
The quasi-admission stirred an all-too-familiar emotion in Yang’s chest - another flicker of jealousy for the person that made Blake feel that way. Blake’s assurance yesterday made her reasonably confident that it wasn’t Sun, but that left all of the crushes Blake had ever had, including the ones before they even met. Those people were all in the past though, and Yang’s jealousy soon joined them there.
The silence that followed, however, only made her more anxious. Between the three of them, they usually had no problem filling their time with conversation and laughter. In a lot of cases, getting them to stop talking was harder than finding something to say.
This morning was different. Blake looked content with her tea and lack of words. Ruby, picking up on the uneasy atmosphere, opened and closed her mouth several times before fiddling with her phone. And Yang struggled to find a topic to latch on to.
She wanted to ask Blake what was wrong, but she couldn’t do that with Ruby sitting across from them. Instead, she swirled the coffee in her cup and searched the coffeehouse for a distraction. As luck had it, a distraction chose that moment to walk through the door.
“Oh, Ruby!” After bumping Ruby’s leg to get her attention away from her phone, Yang nodded toward the entrance of the coffee shop. “Look who’s here.”
As soon as Ruby looked up, Weiss caught her gaze and smiled. That was all it took for a giant, megawatt grin to appear on Ruby’s lips, and she was halfway out of her seat by the time Weiss pointed to the line. Understanding the nonverbal cue, Ruby nodded and sat back down while Weiss waited to order.
“Did you know she was coming?” Yang asked.
Ruby shook her head, but her gaze never left Weiss. Weiss responded by sneaking glances Ruby’s way every few seconds, catching Ruby looking and trying to hide a smile every time.
“Now who’s staring,” Yang teased. Rather than look away, however, Ruby just sighed and slouched in her chair.
“She looks so good in her work clothes...”
“She does have that power skirt on lock,” Yang admitted, and gave Weiss’ outfit another look before nudging Blake’s elbow. “Think you’d ever wear something like that to work?”
“Thankfully, my job isn’t that formal.”
“But you’d look amazing.”
Rather than respond to the compliment, Blake flashed a quick smile and took another sip of tea. The muted reaction was unusual, but Yang didn’t press. Instead, she glanced at her coffee before turning to Ruby for a distraction. Ruby, however, was too distracted to offer much help.
“So, uh...any big plans this week?” Yang asked Blake, hoping to start some semblance of conversation.
“Not really. You?”
“No, just...work and stuff.”
“‘And stuff,’” Blake repeated, tapping the side of her cup and glancing at Yang out of the corner of her eye. “Do I even want to know what that means?”
“Just work,” Yang corrected when she realized what Blake was insinuating. “I don’t have other plans. I mean, unless you want to hang out or something?”
Under current circumstances, that felt like a longshot, and Blake confirmed as much by humming and lifting her cup to her lips rather than accepting or declining. Before Yang suggested things they could do, however, Weiss walked over to the side of their table.
With a cup of coffee to go along with her sharp black skirt, white blouse, and heels, Weiss looked ready to conquer any boardroom she stepped into. Even without knowing who she was, most people would be intimidated by the attitude she projected. Ruby, however, looked far more attracted to than intimidated by Weiss’ presence.
“Good morning.” Weiss greeted Blake and Yang before her gaze became exclusively Ruby’s. “Good morning, Ruby.”
“Good morning! You look...really, really great.”
Just like that, Weiss’ perfect persona cracked. She blushed while lowering her gaze and shifting her bag on her shoulder.
“You do, too…” she murmured as her blush deepened.
“Want to sit?”
Ruby pulled out the chair beside her, but Weiss finally regained some of her composure and shook her head.
“Sorry, I can’t stay. I just wanted to stop by and...say hi.”
What Weiss actually meant was that she just wanted to stop by and see Ruby. The fact that she admitted it without actually admitting it made Yang smile, but Ruby was downright giddy.
“Then...hi!” Ruby added an adorable wave and giggle that made Weiss smile. “I hope you have a good day at work and, uh, your coffee’s extra good!”
“Thank you. I hope you have a good day, too.”
The simple words somehow made Ruby giggle again, and Weiss’ smile grew. Anyone looking at her right now could see how much she was enjoying the conversation, which explained why she got lost smiling at Ruby for several seconds before starting.
“Oh, and I got this for you.”
Weiss held out the small pastry bag in her other hand, and Ruby accepted it with a curious look before gasping when she pulled out a giant chocolate chip cookie. Despite her palpable excitement, she quickly set the cookie down and gave Weiss an adoring, grateful look.
“You didn’t have to do that…”
“I know, but...I know how much you like them. Plus, I doubt you’re getting enough sugar from that.”
Weiss nodded at Ruby’s drink and smiled when Ruby broke off a piece of the cookie.
“You’re right,” she agreed before popping it into her mouth. “I definitely haven’t had enough sugar today.”
“Yet you’re still incredibly sweet.”
The compliment slipped easily through Weiss’ lips, and several seconds passed before she even realized that everyone else overheard. As soon as that realization struck, however, she cleared her throat and glanced Blake and Yang’s way. Upon confirming that they were, in fact, still listening, she blushed and straightened her posture.
“We’re still on for dinner?” she asked, and Ruby responded with several enthusiastic nods.
“Yeah! Absolutely!”
“Great. Then...I’ll see you later.”
That sounded like the moment for Weiss to leave, but she hardly turned away before hesitating. Her gaze returned to Ruby, and she halfway turned around only to pause again. She looked like she couldn’t make up her mind about something, and Yang figured out what it was as soon as Ruby caught her by the hand, stood up, and kissed her. Not a kiss on the cheek either - a real, honest-to-goodness kiss on the lips.
Just before Yang felt the need to clear her throat, or bleach her eyes, Ruby stepped back and beamed at her thoroughly blushing girlfriend.
“I’ll text you!” she added. And Weiss, looking lost for words, smiled and squeezed Ruby’s hand before leaving the table behind. She spared a quick nod and wave for Blake and Yang as she passed, then her business persona returned with ease. But she hardly made it out of the coffee shop before glancing back and, upon finding Ruby still beaming at her, the cutest smile appeared on her lips before she hurried to work.
Once Weiss disappeared, Ruby sighed and sank into her seat. Then she picked up the giant cookie and gave it one of the most adoring looks a cookie had ever received.
“Damn,” Yang said, shaking her head at what she just witnessed. “She’s doting all over you. Has she bought you like...an island yet?”
“No, thank god.” Finally taking a bite of the cookie, Ruby chewed thoughtfully before shaking her head. “I’m trying to keep her from buying me anything other than like, food, but it’s been hard.”
“She wants to buy you things, but you won’t let her?”
“Yeah.” When Yang raised her hands in a ‘what gives?’ gesture, Ruby shook her head. “I don’t want her spending a bunch of money on me.”
“Because…?”
“You don’t want her to feel used,” Blake answered on Ruby’s behalf, and Ruby nodded.
“Exactly. I don’t want her to think I’m dating her because of her money, so I’ve been watching what I say. Anytime I call something pretty or cool or awesome, I can practically see her making plans. Like, ‘how do I buy this mountain?’ or ‘I’m pretty sure this lake is for sale.’”
“What a problem to have…” Yang mused.
“I know…” Ruby sighed, slouching so far down in her chair that she nearly disappeared below the table. “I don’t want her to buy me anything...that’s not what I want at all.”
“What do you want?” Yang asked while taking another sip of her coffee. Her curiosity was piqued when Ruby suddenly grew bashful.
“I just…want to spend time with her…”
That admission hung in the air, mixing with the other voices in the coffeehouse while Ruby’s blush deepened. She looked embarrassed, or maybe just overwhelmed by the revelation, but there was no reason for her to be.
“That’s adorable,” Yang said, glancing Blake’s way and feeling a tiny ray of hope when Blake nodded. “She can buy you anything in the world, and all you want is her time.”
“That just makes me greedy,” Ruby pointed out. “Her time’s super valuable.”
“I doubt she’ll see it that way,” Blake assured her.
Yang nodded since that was her thought exactly. Based on what they just witnessed, Weiss had no qualms spending as much time with Ruby as possible, even if that meant making a trip to the coffeehouse just for the chance to say hello. Ruby must know it was true, too - that was why she didn’t argue. She just slouched in her seat and put her hands on her cheeks.
“Is it bad to feel like your heart might pop out of your chest whenever you think about someone?”
When Ruby clutched a hand over her heart as if to prevent it from escaping, Yang chuckled and leaned back in her chair.
“I’m serious! Whenever I think about her, my heart starts racing, and I get all light-headed, and can’t stop smiling, and I just -”
Rather than use words to finish that sentence, Ruby mimed her heart bursting from her chest.
“You like her,” Blake concluded.
“I really like her,” Ruby said, the admission sounding like a sigh of relief held in for too long. But, with those words out in the open, she absentmindedly spun her phone on the table and dwelled on how much she liked the white-haired heiress who stopped by just to see her.
“I really, really like her...” she added before refocusing on Blake and Yang. “Is this what it’s supposed to feel like?”
When Ruby’s gaze landed on Yang, searching for answers or advice, Yang shook her head.
“I wouldn’t know,” she admitted with a soft chuckle. “But we all know I have issues, so that shouldn’t be a surprise.”
“Is that really something to laugh about?”
The edge in Blake’s tone instantly erased Yang’s smile.
“Should you really just laugh it off like it doesn’t matter?” Blake continued when Yang looked at her in surprise. “If you have ‘issues,’ then why don’t you do something about them? Why don’t you work on them, or talk about them, or something other than just laugh about it?”
Stunned by the outburst, Yang opened her mouth but found nothing to say. She had to say something but, after several seconds passed and she didn’t manage a single word, Blake sighed and shook her head.
“I have to go,” she mumbled while collecting her tea and her bag. Without another word, or even another glance, she stood up and left the table in shocked silence. Still processing what just happened, Yang stared after her - watched her open the door, walk outside, and head off for work. Only when she disappeared did Yang spring into action.
“Be right back.”
Jumping up so fast that her knee slammed into the bottom of the table, she yelped and steadied her rocking coffee cup before racing out the door. As soon as she made it outside, she jogged after Blake.
“Blake?” Blake didn’t slow down or stop, forcing Yang to match her quick pace. “Did I do something wrong? I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“It’s fine, Yang. I just need to go to work.”
“But it doesn’t feel fine,” Yang pressed, her heart racing faster now. “If this is about yesterday, I’m really sorry -”
“Yang.”
Ending the apology before she even began, Yang obediently fell silent and stopped when Blake finally turned toward her. Blake looked like she had a lot to say - and Yang was willing to listen - but words never emerged. Instead, Blake took a deep breath and shook her head.
“Listen, I don’t have time to do this right now. Just...give me some space, ok?”
“Oh. Ok.”
The response felt like such a punch to the gut that Yang actually backed away. Blake noticed the physical retreat and opened her mouth to say something but eventually just sighed.
“I’ll talk to you later,” she mumbled before walking away, leaving Yang frozen to the sidewalk behind her.
Yang barely understood what just happened, or what it meant, or why. She wanted to chase after Blake and figure this out right now, but she didn’t know how to make it better. And Blake basically just asked her not to, so...the only thing she could do was stand there and watch Blake leave.
Only when Blake turned the corner did Yang trudge back to the coffee shop with a heavy heart and leaden footsteps. She slumped into her seat across from Ruby, her mind racing with questions and concerns alike.
“Is she alright?” Ruby asked, so Yang sighed.
“Yeah, she just…has some work stuff to do.”
Ruby knew the lackluster response was a lie, but she nodded anyway. For a second, she looked like she would leave it at that. Then she bit her lip and met Yang’s gaze with a caring one of her own.
“You do joke about it a lot...”
“Well, yeah -” Yang began, only to give up before making up an excuse. Instead, she slumped her shoulders and sighed. “Yeah...I guess I do.”
She couldn't say much more than that, not that she would know where to start anyway. She hadn’t meant to be callous or dismissive or...whatever Blake thought she was being. She was just pointing out that she had no way of knowing how it felt to like someone the way Ruby liked Weiss. She’d never opened up enough for that to happen in any of her relationships, but she never thought that making fun of herself would upset anyone...especially not Blake.
Her stomach twisted in knots knowing that she upset Blake. She prided herself on putting Blake’s happiness above her own. She was a supportive friend. A good friend. After what happened yesterday and this morning though, she might actually be the worst friend in the world.