Part 2
Three months had passed since Gray Fullbuster had popped the question, again. People said Lucy had looked like the happiest girl in the world. He'd given her a diamond so big, it made the papers. And she wore it proudly, letting the world know their dirty infidelity was now official. She'd moved into his beautiful mansion. And he showered her with everything she could ever dream of. Lucy Heartfilia, soon to be Fullbuster, was now the girl that had everything.
Juvia couldn't stand it. The woman with the fifty thousand dollar diamonds now sat in the local illegal bars drowning herself in drugs and alcohol. She chased her pills with vodka every night just to see if it would numb the pain. The day she saw Lucy's 'million dollar' ring in the New York papers. Was the day she was determined to exact her revenge.
On a not so random night, Juvia hit the streets once more. The woman walked with more confidence than she had ever in her twenty-six years of living. She had a look of determination as she walked those streets of Long Island. The moon didn't dare show it's face tonight. Not when such sinister intent lurked in the people below her. The only thing illuminating Juvia's path tonight was the streetlamps.
She approached the mansion in front of her. The shadow it cast hid her face well. It was all too easy. Juvia's heels clicked the marble stairs leading up to elegant home before her. Cool metal rested in one hand and the other hung by her side, swinging as she took her poised steps. Her hand dragged down the huge oak doors that led into what was once Juvia's wonderland. She reached for the key in her pocket that she still kept dear.
It still slipped into the hole and unlocked, just as it did six months ago, idiots. Juvia strode through her parlor. Well, it wasn't hers anymore, but it should have been. She glanced at where her velvet rug still laid. She saw the remaining stain that they had obviously tried to scrub out. Juvia scoffed, how classless. She walked under her shining crystal chandelier. It still looked beautiful. Maybe even more so in the dead of the night. And she finally arrived at her marble staircase. Her free hand brushed the cool stone and a smirk ghosted on her lips. Juvia promised she'd touch it again. She dragged her hand up it as she walked up the stairs to what was her room.
She peered into the room where she and her lover had laid. There in the barely lit room laid Gray and Lucy, the soon to be newlyweds. A dry laugh left Juvia's throat as she gawked at the sight. To see her ex-husband and his mistress in their bed only intensified the rage juvia had come here with. Bullet to the face started to seem too humane.
She strode over to their bedside and leaned over and studied how Gray held his whore in his arms. He used to hold Juvia like that. She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. Gray always did feel cold, though.
The heavy metal she'd been carrying this whole time finally came into view. The flash of the shininess catching Juvia's eye. A sickening smile formed on her lips as she turned the safety off. She pointed the barrel of the gun to her ex-lover's face. She waited just long enough to let his eyes flutter open and see her overhead. As he opened his mouth to let out a cry she silenced it with the even louder sound of a shot. Letting blood and brains splatter their beautiful mahogany headboard. She pouted at the stained bed sheets.
As the shot rang through the room, Lucy's eyes shot open. Screams erupted from her mouth as she looked at her fiance's disfigured face and the blood that now stained her beautiful golden hair. She scrambled out of the bed trying to escape the same fate as Gray. But Juvia wouldn't let her. The young little blonde tripped over herself as she ran towards the exit of the room which was now a murder scene. Just as Lucy attempted to push herself up Juvia's designer heels slammed into her back forcing her back down.
Lucy let out a yelp of pain at the sudden pierce. She turned her head around to look at her attacker. And her screams intensified as she was met with Juvia's shining grin and the barrel of blood stained gun. Just like she'd done to Gray, Juvia let another shot ring. And left another beautiful design of red on the floor.
Juvia walked away from her mess. The help would take care of it in the morning. She floated down her marble staircase letting her hand grip the handle once more. For the last time.
Hi guys! This concludes infidelity. So I have a couple things I'd like to address. Number 1, some of your comments aren't coming up although I am being notified of them on my email. So no I'm not deleting your reviews! I never ever delete comments, no matter what. And I appreciate and love everything you guys write me! I don't know why they won't show up. Hopefully, they will soon. This isn't my fault, sorry guys. Number 2, I know some of you wanted Juvia to be more dimensional. But guys, that wasn't really my intent with this fic. I really just kinda wanted it to be like I'm telling you a story. I'm sorry if you don't like it and I feel like I let some of you down. If you want, I could write a second version of this. That's longer and tells it in detail and over the course of a couple months/years. Thanks for reading it. And feel free to check out my other story, 'depraved' that I'm working on currently! Have a good day/afternoon/night!