Romance/Angst. Lucy wonders how Gray is doing now, in the arms of another woman.

Past GraLu relationship / Current & future Gruvia relationship.

GraLu Week: Day One: Whispers

I've heard whispers about you around town. The breathless talk about you and her taunt me. They chase me down every road, and with each whisper my heart weighs heavier.

They say you're happy with her. Are you really?

I wonder how different we are. Does she stroke your cheek like I did? Does she become flustered when you lose your clothes like me? Does she listen to your problems and kiss you better like I did? Does she make you feel the same way I did when your lips press against hers and her fingers are in your soft hair like I once did to you? Does she sneak into your room after your fights and cuddle with you like I had done? Does she go on romantic missions with you like I did?

Does she love you like I still do?

I wonder if you ever think about me. Do you miss me like I miss you? Do you stay up late at night, staring at the stars like we used to do together? Do you look down at your hand, remembering how mine had fit in there like they were molded together? Do you look at the kitchen, remembering how we would always end up covered in baking mix laughing on the tiled floor? Do you look at the mission board, remembering how many times we were together fighting danger? Do you look at your guild mark, remembering how my hand would rest there, and you would see pink? Do you look into her eyes, and see mine?

Do you remember?

I wonder if you regretted that night like I do. Do you wish you'd chased after me? Do you wish we'd stayed home that night? Do you wish you'd never met me? Do you wish it was her you met instead, to spare us both of this heartbreak? Do you wish you'd fallen in love with someone else? Do you wish it hadn't of been me?

Sometimes I wish I hadn't met you, even if I'm lying. Everything would be easier then. I'm not the same after what happened, but I don't regret being with you, even if I feel this way. Even if you hurt me and I hurt you. Even if you've moved on and I haven't. Even if I'll be that girl in the background – that girl from your past. Even if I'll have to smile for you and her at your wedding. Even when I break when I see her pregnant with your child. Even when I am still alone when you retire. Even if you grow old together watching your grandchildren smiling, and I'm alone. Even when you'll be happy, and even when I won't be.

And now, as the whispers chase me away, away from you and what we once had, I know. You're over me now. Our memories, our feelings, our bond – they are nothing but whispers of our past and nothing of our future. Whispers that will haunt me and hurt me, but not you. Because there are no whispers, not in your world – not to your ears. Because your world is her and her world is you. Just like my world used to be you and yours was mine.

And soon, when there's a moment of silence in your world, you'll wonder. You'll wonder about that girl you once dated, you'll realize.

You'll realize that she had become a whisper too.