Chapter Two
Sitting up is so damn hard with a broken neck. Pantherlily told me that I shouldn't go to the guild. I don't even have the enthusiasm to go get the fucking mail let alone go to the damn guild. It's been a week since I woke up at the hospital that one day, but not counting that, I've been out for three. I feel weaker than that day. If I get up now, I'm gonna fall over and finish off my neck for good. I have to lie down.
I'm getting up anyway.
These crutches are so hard to use when ya' have to use two. I only broke one leg and yet both of them are numb as hell. I can't even see the cast yet. I heard someone signed it, but Lily won't tell me who did that, either. I want to stuff that cat in the damn freezer. He's making me breakfast. Omelets with bacon and toast. I feel kinda bad that I always make him do this. I never cook. Pfft, the one time I tried, it was when Levy spent the night here. I almost set it on fire, and she ended up making breakfast. Fucking sad, Gajeel, you dumbass…Levy…
"Gajeel?"
"A-ah!" He snapped out of his daze and looked down at the cat.
"Do you think you can sit on your own?"
"…yeah…"
He sat down and Pantherlily propped his leg on the seat beside him. He got to look at the cast. It was light blue. Signed by… "Levy," he muttered.
"Ah? Yeah, she signed that."
"When?"
"When you were asleep. She said she owed you one."
"…" He stared down at his plate. Beside all the food, there were small, "fresh" metal gears and nails. He dipped the nails in the cheese that melted off the omelet. I feel like I'm still sleeping…no like I have to throw up. But I don't. I mean, this is the first meal I've has in technically three weeks. Just looking at this nail makes my mouth water…so why the fuck am I just staring at it? Okay, chew this carefully so you don't kill yourself. Nails are always so fuckin tricky; once I almost sliced through a chord swallowing it alone. And yet here I am, eating it like it's no big deal. Remember: do not let this nail slip down your throat with a broken neck. Do NOT let this nail slip down your throat with a broken neck. WHAT happened to my neck?
The omelet tastes good. There's more cheese in it. When did we get more cheese? When did we get eggs? Ignore it, just eat. Drown this son of a bitch in ketchup and eat it. Hehe yeah.
It's really quiet. Lily hasn't said much since I got back. Damn I have so many questions that he WON'T answer. Must be some big secret. Even that nurse was in on it. I need to ask someone reliable. Salamander. Yeah he'll tell me as soon as I ask him, that dumbass. Or maybe I can bribe Laxus into telling me…he takes bribes. Hopefully this one isn't worth my rent this time.
I don't really like the silence. It's making me really uncomfortable and really sleepy. REALLY sleepy, like, I'm-just- gonna- lay-my-head-down-here-and-sleep-right-the-fuck-now sleepy. But I can't. Because who's neck is broken? Mine.
Yep. This sucks.
It's been a week. Gajeel's neck after four weeks has quickly recovered, but his wounds were still open, and his leg was still healing. He sat up in bed, gazing out the window. He'd yet to go to the guild, and so far the only person he'd seen the past week was Lily. Gajeel mastered the use of his crutches so well, he's learned to wield them as a weapon and to, of course, be lazy. Then again, it be better for his leg to be a rest than for him to get up to get the remote or climb on the counter to get that cookie jar. He broke the cookie jar. It was worth it.
He leaned back on the pillow. Gajeel's cast would be removed in another week. Thank god, I really can't stand another minute sweating in that thing. What time is it?
9:30. Where's Lily? Jeez he's been gone for over an hour and I'm starving…! He began quietly sulking; groaning as his stomach decided yelling would get his attention. He tried making toast earlier but, of course, it burnt. A mere toast couldn't be simple enough for him to make. He continued to gaze out the window. The soft breeze and the light chirping from birds slowly put him to slumber.
He couldn't move
What's going on? Why can't he move? It felt like he was pinned against the wall. Like something was pushing him against the wall on his back. He felt like he was crushed. He couldn't breathe. It was almost like something was stepping on him. Yet still, it was deathly quiet. Gajeel couldn't understand what was happening to his body. He couldn't understand why he couldn't scream either, until he realized his mouth was also covered by what pinned him to the wall. It only got worse by the second, the pain. He felt his bones crack until they were in pieces.
Then he opened his eyes. He's back in his room, with Lily above him, in his bigger form. "You blacked out again."
"I know." Gajeel sat up and rubbed his eyes. "I'm still hungry," he said with a quieter, scratchy tone. Pantherlily nodded and left the room.
1:00 Already? What, was I out for four hours? Damn, my leg is so numb, I knew I should've just gotten up…what was that? I felt like I was being killed, for REAL. I need to eat…I don't feel like getting up, fuck. Lily's back with food. Thank god, I feel like I'd just fall down as soon as I get out of bed. He bought a sandwich with a side of…some juice.
"You can't eat anymore iron, today," Lily sighed, after hearing Gajeel sigh.
"I know, I can "only have some once a day to keep my magic low."" He mocked. Lily set his plate beside him and left him alone.
