Hiya! This is the sequel to Forever Still. I never did a sequel before so please bare with me! I don't think I did too well… Farewell and Enjoy!
I stood in front of his grave and laid the fresh flowers on it. It has been two months since the doctors 'pulled the plug.' I read the inscription carved onto the stone, the same sadness flooding me like it did when I saw and heard his heart monitor slowly die out till a dull long sound.
'Natsu Dragneel
1995 June 20th-2013 February 3rd
May his smile always live in our hearts…'
Only seventeen, I had thought to myself. I cursed the night he had decided to go outside. I remember that night so vividly. It was raining really hard and Natsu wanted to go outside to go to a café to get them all coffee. When he was crossing the street in front of the house everyone was sleeping in for the sleepover, a drunk driver swerved and hit Natsu straight on, putting him in a coma for almost a year. I remember Lucy's shriek so well in my head. It pierced everyone who was there, ears. She shouted to them with panic stricken on her face that Natsu had just been hit by a car. We all rushed outside to see our always happy smiling friend bloody and unconscious on the road, the car that just hit him speeding off into the heavy rain. I shook my head, trying to get the memory out of my head, only to feel the wet tracks of tears that soaked my cheeks. I tried to whip them away. Gray Fullbuster won't cry. He won't be weak in front of his friend/rival. I won't be weak for Natsu. My mind suddenly flashed to two months ago, when Natsu's heart monitor had dull to a low long beep. I remember seeing that one tear trail down his face as his heart finally stopped. I suddenly realized he had heard us the entire time we were beside him. He heard our tears, he heard our voices, and he heard the weakness in all of us. He was there listening and unable to wake. He didn't want to die I realized soon afterwards, he was afraid. He was afraid to die. He didn't want to die. He wanted to live, but he couldn't his life was cut short.
I looked down at his grave, a clear frown on my face. Natsu Dragneel, the one who everyone thought had no fear for he faced everyone with a happy face, even a criminal at one point, was afraid of dying. He was afraid of dying that he shed a tear too late. Just if he had shed it before the doctor 'pulled the plug,' may he have just might live.
I whipped more tears off of my face as the sky darkened and thunder clashed above me, lighting soon following behind.
"You idiot," I whispered sorrowfully. "You were just too late like always." my voice cracked as more tears fell down my face. My tears soon blended into the rain that fell onto the Earth and on his stone.
Natsu Dragneel is forever gone.