Lucy: 1
I opened my eyes and remembered I was back in my dark room not penetrated anywhere by light. I tugged uselessly on the chains around my wrists tethering me to the stone wall. The metal bit into my skin even deeper, releasing fresh blood from my veins. I couldn't remember how it happened. Just remembered walking home at night and suddenly not being able to breathe right with something smothering me. Waking up here. The first thing I saw were eyes filled with powerful lust, completely lost to madness.
This man stood before me who I had never seen before. He had said no harm would come to me, only pleasurable things. He was a liar. In his mind it would all be well, I would be ok. But that was before. He began to start to do what strangers do best. Destroy. In the end I was hurting and bruised, and left like a piece of garbage on the side of the road, feeling vulnerable, and disgusting, and used.
He came back the next day three times. Each time was worse than the last. I had begun to hope it would hurt so much that I would pass out, that my body wouldn't let me feel such agony, that I wouldn't be awake to remember. He has been gone for over 3 hours. I had been so tired and my mind was on fire. I had fallen asleep and had woken again. I struggled to recall my dream, then realized it wasn't a dream but a memory. I had been thinking about him while the man was here, straining for something to keep my mind from the present. I thought about Natsu. I supposed I fell asleep, with him as my last thought. I remembered my dream was the first time that Natsu had held me.
It was an accident. It wasn't planned. But it happened. I had been nervous and a little embarrassed over who might've seen. I closed my eyes and sought out the memory again. The guild had been fighting against a dark guild. They're easily angered creatures. After a particularly harsh incident, the dark guild retaliated by demolishing a portion of Fairy Tale. This included the living and sleeping areas. I didn't feel right sleeping in my apartment while my fellow Fairy Tale members were all slumming it on blankets on the floor in one cramped room. I promised to sleep here as long as everyone else did.
On the second night, Natsu rolled out his spot next to me beside Erza. I thought nothing of it. He explained that he couldn't handle his spot between Grey and Juvia. I laughed and lay down. The next night I was saying goodnight to Levy who had lookout duty that night when I noticed Happy watching Natsu excitedly from up on the rafters. He noticed me watching and simply smiled and waved a paw in my direction. My thoughts moved elsewhere.
On the third night I woke up. I wasn't sure why. I felt warm, all over. I didn't understand. The guild had become increasingly cold at night due to half of our roof missing. However, the heat was pleasant. I rose a little more out of my sleepiness and saw what had been heating me. Natsu had somehow gotten his arm draped over my waist and I was nestled close to him. I checked my position and saw that not only was he halfway off his spot on the floor, but I too was partly off mine. I reasoned I had done it subconsciously and that I would naturally gravitate toward warmth. I had not done this purposely. I refused to see that.
I lifted his arm off of me and rolled back to my space on the floor. As if sensing the loss, natsu rolled to his opposite side as well. I looked away from him. What if I had not woken? Then the whole guild would most likely have witnessed it come morning and that would have been embarrassing and difficult to explain. I closed my eyes and tried to drift back to sleep, already missing his intense fire.
The next night I volunteered as lookout, scared that there would be a remake of the previous night. I was outside the guild, buffeted by the wind. I looked inside, noticed Gajeel watching over Levy. It was an obvious thing between them, but at the same time it was so simple and natural it seemed like it had been that way forever.
I stole a glance at a sleeping Natsu. He turned a couple times. Uneasy. Maybe having a sort of dream. I briefly wished to be with him back inside, but immediately crushed the thought. Nothing good could come out of that I told myself. I forced myself to believe it.