Fading in and out of consciousness, I constantly felt the binds. They were so tight around my hands I could barely feel them. I was on the floor of something whether that be a truck bed or a boat. It was hard and cold beneath my skin.
Blake was forced against me, but she was warm. I tried to see through the heavy blindfold but couldn't. "Blake, are you okay?" I felt her body move tighter to mine, "Yes I am, we got to get out of here."
I just nodded, but I knew she couldn't see me, "Yeah, Weiss and Yang are probably worried sick." I sat up only to hit my head on something hard, "No Ruby not now, let me work on your bindings a bit more then you can work on mine."
"Okay." I let her hands begin their task, hoping it would be enough to free us.
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When our late Flowers Bloom~ White Rose and The Bumble Bee series
FanfictionSo this is kinda the continuation of the White Rose and the Bumble Bee. I isn't based off the current season of RWBY I am kinda just making my own plot at this rate. I own none of the rights of the character's I merely own the plot. Thank you my fol...
