oof so i'm back? sorry for such a long hiatus of sorts I actually just started a new job at Knotts (bigger oof) and i barely passed my spring semester of college (dying oof) and i got my first parking ticket (crying oof) so a lot of people wanted a continuation of this story so here it is... yeah lol sorry i'm just dead tired but after singing my heart out in my car i got the need to finish this chapter. i might make a few more but yeah we'll see. for this chapter i used 'idontwannabeyouanymore' by billie eilish whom i love and adore like ugh anyways yeah enjoy hate idc

I DO NOT OWN FAIRY TAIL OR THE SONG USED (plz don't sue im a broke college student D:)

Memories and 'thoughts'

Song Lyrics

Story

Lucy's POV

It's been at least a month and a half since I saw him, 'Why do I even care anymore?'. I walked into the bathroom not even glancing at the mirror. For the past week-ish I have been sick, the usual fever and puking my life away. Wendy was with Gaj on a mission for another week or so. Guess I'll just have to survive till then. Opening the medicine cabinet I searched for some fever reducer (A/N Can I say Tylenol? Not really in that world I think but idk what else to call it…) when a bottle caught my attention,

'Hm, it's some sleep medicine from after the GMGs...I wonder if I could just sleep it off…'

'Or you could just sleep for good, like honestly Lucy it's been over a month and you're still crying over a guy that YOU left, pathetic…'

Don't be that way

Fall apart twice a day

I held my head in my hands as I shivered at the cold voice. Ever since I sang at the guild and avoided confronting Bix there was this small voice that would, well, suggest things to me. A dark part of me that I know I should just ignore like I wasn't ready to talk. Aren't I allowed to be sad?

I just wish you could feel what you say

But Mavis was she right. I am pathetic.

Show, never tell

Walking out of the bathroom I paused at the mirror, this time my eyes drifting towards the sickly reflection.

'Ugh do us a favor and cover up, no wonder no one has come to check up on us you look like you're beyond worth saving.'

My eyes were sunken in a bit and my skin reaching a pale color that didn't look healthy at all. My eyes widened as they drifted lower, even though I've been losing weight, for some reason, it looks like my stomach actually became bigger?

"Stars, I must be losing it now…"

But I know you too well

I shook my head in disbelief and continued out to the kitchen to make a cup of tea and another attempt in holding down a piece of toast or some sort of food.

Kinda mood that you wish you could sell

My hands began to tremble as I lifted the kettle to pour. After I completed the struggling task I slumped down into a chair. Relief washing over me as my forehead made contact with the cold table top.

'I seem to end up in this position often'

If teardrops could be bottled

There'd be swimming pools filled by models

I glanced around my house noticing the trash bags full of clothes by the door,

Told "a tight dress is what makes you a whore"

'All of those clothes feel too tight now, maybe I should get on Cap's training regiment...but I just don't have the energy to even try with this cold.'

But let's be honest, in the back of my mind I knew what was happening. The sickness, nausea, and the weight gain even though I can't keep anything down. The signs made it obvious but my emotions kept me in denial. I knew my moral compass would force me to talk to the father about it. And there is only one man who it could be.

Just thinking about him chokes out another half hour of sobbing. I longed for it all, his laughter, his warmth, the comfort of home he brought wherever he would go.

If "I love you" was a promise

Would you break it, if you're honest?

Mavis, I loved him with all my soul, correction, I still love him and I don't think I could ever not love him, especially with what will be coming. He probably thinks I hate him or that I've given up on us.

'Us.'

My heart clenches and aches at the thought of everything being past tense when it comes to 'us'. My mind thinking it's over, but still yearning for some type of hope that it could be salvaged.

He saved me when I was drowning after Tartaros, after Aquarius. He was the first one to visit me after the guild disbanded to make sure I was okay. He was my light, my anchor, and I decided to be petty at the worst time ever.

Tell the mirror what you know she's heard before

I know he would forgive me instantly if I went to him right now, but I can't. I don't deserve his forgiveness. What I deserve is his anger, his resentment… anything but what I knew what was coming.

I don't wanna be you...

Anymore

(Time skip like 3 days at most idk)

It's confirmed, I am 3 months pregnant. I continued to stay sprawled out on my bed trying to process all the information I was given an hour ago. The baby is healthy and Wendy gave me some medicine to help ease the sickness so I can actually hold in some food. Now I just need to inform the father about it. Great, the part I was trying to avoid, inevitable sure, but I can still stall my ass off.

Hands getting cold

Get a grip, you are Lucy fucking Heartfilia. You are the Celestial Princess and one of the only few in history to summon the Spirit King, and you can't even gather the courage to tell someone, someone who has the right to know, the truth about a future with their chi-

My inner pep talk interrupted by a loud knocking at my door. Shuffling to the door I cracked it open and what I saw left me forgetting how to speak, think, and quite possible breathe. It was like Mavis herself was plotting against my own comfort for right at my door was Bix in the most delicious jeans, Bad Lucy focus,(A/N bad author LMAO) and a FOB t-shirt. Minus the helmet and the babies. After what had to be the most awkward silence in the history of silences our eyes met.

"Hey there Ki- Lucy." Giving me a lopsided grin he shoved his hands into his back pocket.

"Hey Bix, please come in." Opening the door fully I gestured for him to walk in. My manners that were instilled in my mind kicking in. Deciding to sit at the table we both took a chair.

"Thanks."

"No problem." Another bout of awkward silence.

"So what-" "I heard-" We both decided to speak at the same time… great if I could I would throw myself in a black hole because of this awkwardness. I motioned for him to go first,

"So, I heard that you weren't feeling well from Wen."

"You heard correctly then." I quickly looked at the wall which had become increasingly interesting.

"I would've come by sooner, but the Boss had dragged me on a mission that lasted longer than we thought."

"You didn't have to I'm doing fine." I bit my tongue the second I blurted that out. Glancing at him from the corner of my eye I saw him look down at his hands.

"Ha, I guess you're right. But still, we never got to talk."

"About?"

Losing feeling, is getting old

The longer he stayed and the longer we talked would bring the moment of me telling him the truth closer. I couldn't lie to him, I promised Wendy I would tell the father. Still, I could stall my ass off.

Was I made from a broken mold?

"I wanted to explain my actions from Bosco I know I messed up and I don't expect you to instantly forgive me and that's okay, and then us I mean if there is even a us like I'm not pressuring you or guilt-tripping but…"

Hurt, I can't shake

Mavis, just when I thought I couldn't love him more, taking all the blame. I have to tell him it would kill me if I stalled any longer. There are 2 ways this could play out one he would instantly turn to mush about the thought of starting a family or he would hate me for not telling him sooner or something. Somewhere in my inner turmoil, I started to cry.

We've made every mistake

"Ah shit fuck you know what I am such an idiot I'm sorry I should've came when you were ready or some shit. Ever was talking bout somethin' like this-"

"I'm pregnant."

Silence. Followed by more silence. Fuck.

Only you know the way that I break