As Ruby sat, twiddling her thumbs, she couldn’t help but stare as she watched you dance with someone else. She should’ve been happy for you, proud to see her best friend enjoying themselves at the very prom they’d been waiting for for weeks now… but all she felt was hollow

I don’t need reminders of how you don’t feel the same

Ruby had always been your wingwoman, helping you get close to your crush since the day you came to her with the news of your infatuation with them. It hurt her, but seeing you happy was all that she wanted, even if she wished that you would look at her the way you looked at your admired

Oh, the burning pain, listening to you harp on ‘bout some new soulmate

Ruby could feel the tears beginning to sting her eyes, ruining the mascara she’d spent the early evening putting on, foolishly hoping you’d notice her. As much as she wanted to be there for you, she couldn’t bring herself to sit on the bleachers and watch any longer. Her heart felt like it was being tortured. So she got up from her seat, not expecting you to even notice she was heading towards the exit. She wanted you to enjoy your night, even if it wasn’t with her

Unrequited… terrifying