"It seems like my mom likes you.." he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck as we continued to walk down the street. I nodded, about to ask my first question when he sighed. "It's a terrible thing, you know. To feel guilty."
"By lying to your parents?" I asked, watching a cab drive by. Other then it's obnoxious honking, the night was as silent as ever. Something nagged at me. "What about all those girls you guys always ditch? You don't feel guilty about them?"
He studied me and rose an eyebrow. "Is that your first question?" he asked, yanking off his tie from his suit.
"Might as well be." I replied, refusing to google over how attractive he looked at that one moment. I pushed away my feelings for him as I waited for my answer. "Well, playboy?"
"Ouch." he mumbled, crumbling his tie in a ball. He threw it at my face as he sighed. "No. I guess I don't. In a way, I guess it's the girl's faults, you know? They know what we are, but they can't stop coming."
I scoffed. "Yeah, stupid of us to think guys could actually love someone."
"Luce-"
"Next question," I quickly cut in. "Your plans. Where do you guys put your plans for action?"
He sighed again. "Freed has this journal. You know Freed, right? Long green hair? Well, he's the main brains for everything we do. He jots down all our plans in this small brown journal. Good luck getting it, though."
"What do you mean?" I asked, earning another eyebrow raise. I huffed. "Yes, that's the next question, genius."
He smirked. "Three down. Freed's guarded by Laxus. He's our blockage pretty much. He's there so you won't be."
I racked my brain for another question. Once I got one, I actually feared the answer. I took a deep breath. "How many girls have you been with exactly?"
He stopped walking. I took a step and spun to face him. He was looking at me closely, guilt plastered on his face. My stomach dropped. There was no way he's been with that many girls to actually forget the number. Right? He let out a growl sounding response. "Where the hell did that come from, Lucy?"
"Answer my question." I said raising my voice over his. Worry continued to stab me. Natsu's face hardened as he stared at me.
"I don't know. A lot, I guess."
I nodded as if I already knew the answer and dropped my gaze from him. There was no way he'd see me tear up. I bit my lip. "How long was your longest relationship?"
"Damn it, Lucy." Natsu hissed, raking his hand through his hair. "About a day."
I turned and glared at him. "A fucking day. That's it. A fucking day…dear Mavis."
Natsu grabbed my arm. "It's not like that. Look, it's-"
"Why did you lie to your parents, Natsu?" I asked, trying to jerk my arm back. He just tightened his grip.
"I didn't want to look like a failure, okay?"
I let out a harsh laugh as a tear fell down my cheeks. "It's a little late for that, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I guess so." Natsu yelled.
I froze as I looked at him. He looked flustered as he continued to study me. I held another breath. "What do you think of me?"
He blinked in shock and fell silent. He opened his mouth to reply when I shook my head. "I'm an idiot right? After hearing all that, why would I think I'd be different? Huh, would you look at that, I think my ten questions are up."
"Lucy-!"
I yanked my arm free and threw his tie back at him before quickly running to the hotel.
"Open the door for anyone and I'll rip your arm out of it's socket." I mumbled as I brushed past Levy and plopped on the couch.
Levy huffed as she threw her towel over her shoulder. "Nice to see you too. I mean, it's not like I was worried after you completely vanished or anything. But, I guess you can tell me that when I get back from the pool, you wanna come?"
I shook my head before burying it into a pillow. "Just leave me to die."
"Good enough." Levy shrugged, walking out the door. "I'll bring you back some alcohol."
I snorted as the door closed behind her. This was totally not what I was going for on the last day here.
Those two hours of driving were torture.
"Little brown journal you say?" Levy said, swerving out of the way of a unsuspecting driver. "Watch where you drive you little-!"
I sighed as I looked out the window. We left before everyone else, mostly due to my request. I just wasn't in the mood for a watermark anymore. Levy glanced at me in the corner of her eyes before pushing her sunglasses to her head. "Hey, Lu, don't be so down. I mean, now you know, right?"
"Yeah, now I know college sucks." I muttered, jerking to a stop in front of Fairy Falls. I sighed, grabbing my small bag and trudging to the front doors.
Levy peered out of my door's window. "Hey Lu," she called, "you don't really mean that, right?"
I looked back at her. "Of course not. I mean, I wouldn't have met you guys."
Levy gave me a smile. "I'll give him a big punch next time I see him, alright Lu?"
I laughed as I walked inside. At that moment I realized how much I loved these guys. They were like the sisters I wished I had back at home. All I wanted to do now, however, was curl up in my bed and just watch upsetting movies.
But first came revenge, cause hey, revenge is always sweeter right? But before revenge, we needed something. Something extremely valuable...
We needed that damned journal.
