Hey! Enjoying the last weeks of summer? I want school to start again though... I don't know myself anymore. 0.0
Not in the mood to type a long intro so... enjoy.
Love you all
ALL MESSED UP
Natsu had no idea what was going on while he showed Lucy the guest room. It wasn't every day that a strange girl who had a gun(HAD was the key word) was moving into your apartment. He hadn't contacted his friends at all during the day and time seemed to move so quickly, and yet so slowly. The pink haired boy never even thought about eating that 3 day old burger with tabasco sauce all over it. And that alone was pretty impressive.
The situation was so serious and confusing that even his mental note to punch Gray in the face for dropping that ice water on him was gone. Well, it wasn't like he would've remembered that anyways...
But there were so many things unanswered. He didn't even know what to start with.
Lucy didn't seem like she would just start talking either. Maybe the right moment would just show up? Either way, it was a lot for his brain to handle. The male was so lost in his thoughts that he absentmindedly pulled a towel down from the closet even though three were already in his other hand.
"You don't need to give me so many towels. One is enough."
He jerked his head around and looked at the source of the noise. His black eyes focused on the blonde. Then he looked at his many towels.
"Sorry, I'll put these back." He shoved three back in and handed one to the girl.
"Thanks." she whispered and was about to go back before Natsu spoke again.
"Um, if you need anything, just ask me."
He stood awkwardly in the doorframe. It seemed right to say that. Even though he doubted she would ever go to him for something. The female looked at the male for a moment before answering.
"Okay." She turned around and stepped into the washroom. And just before the two doors closed, their eyes met briefly.
And he was shocked to see the fire burning in them.
The blond male was in his room alone. Escaping his mother and everything else. It wasn't often that the house was silent. He lay on his bed, sprawled on the mattress, while looking at the green wall.
One image kept reappearing in his head. A messy teenage girl who had been in the hospital, sitting next to a bed with an unconscious woman on it. He had caught a glimpse of her from the crack in the open door. For some reason, he had stopped in his tracks and watched the scene. Maybe it was because he knew he would never go visit his mom if she ever got sent to the hospital. Minerva didn't really fit the description of a parent.
When Rogue had been hit by a car, she didn't even flinch. When the doctor had told them that his brother's leg would never work the same way again, she took the news as if someone was telling her the weather. The woman never visited her son either. The only thing she did was pay the hospital fees and sleep around with random men for money.
Well, at least she even bothered to pay for Rogue's therapy.
Ever since the accident five months ago, Sting would walk to Rogue's room every day. Every time he went to see him, Rogue was always happy and playing with Frosch. But even then, the blond could see that the black haired boy's spirit lowered when their mother didn't show up. Again and again.
It wasn't really an exaggeration to say that Sting had no love left for their mom.
So when he saw the blonde girl there talking to her mother, he felt mad, confused, and interested. And that was the only thing he could think about.
He heard the front door open and slam shut. The sound was muffled, but he could still hear it clearly. Sting sluggishly reached over his bed and turned off the light. Might as well get some sleep earlier so he didn't have to be see Minerva in the morning before going to the hospital.
After five minutes of laying there with his eyes shut tightly, the blond male finally drifted off into a sleep with one particular blonde girl in his mind.
Not knowing how linked their two lives were already.
Natsu had woken up in the morning feeling sluggish and tired. His legs hurt because of the chase yesterday and his head wasn't much better.
In the end, he hadn't gotten much sleep. There had been no noise from Lucy's room so he guessed that she had a better night than him. But then again, if he had been this affected as an outsider, there was no telling what she could be feeling at the moment.
The messy boy pushed himself out of bed and grabbed random clothes to wear.
Today was Monday. He didn't know if he was going to school or not. Honestly, he just wanted to fix the mess that happened yesterday. But there was no clear start to recovery. Especially when he didn't even know the whole story.
Natsu started downstairs with half closed eyes. He didn't think Lucy would be up yet but when he got to the bottom and took a good look around, he noticed two people sitting at the kitchen table.
And food. Cooked food.
Even though he felt like crap, he couldn't help but feel a bit happier when he saw an actual breakfast on the table. Pop tarts would never compare to bacon. He made his way over and greeted the two others while sitting down.
The boy pushed all of his thoughts away for a few minutes and started to eat. If he was going to sit through another boring lecture in the afternoon, might as well cheer up in the morning.
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Igneel had been having a conversation with the brown eyed girl before his son came downstairs. But it was more like him talking and her nodding. She didn't talk very much. It definitely seemed like the blonde was a different person compared to the days when Layla and little Lucy would come over frequently and play around. Then again, it had been a couple of years.
Honestly, Igneel didn't know much about the situation except for the fact that Jude must have had something to do with it.
But he didn't know what Layla had done to get shot, what had happened to Lucy, why they had stopped coming to visit, and what Jude was even thinking. It was a huge tangle of questions, scenarios, and fear. Lots of fear.
Because even though they had started to try and figure things out themselves, Jude could come back again anytime and do something worse.
And before that happened, Igneel had to try to patch everything up. But what was more important?
Stopping the cause of the problem first whilst watching two of his most important people keep hurting...
Or helping the ones that already were hurt but at the same time risking to be damaged again?
I'm sorry for not updating sooner! There were things that needed tweaking but I wanted to get something out soon so I didn't write anything more.
I'm sorry '~'
But I hope you guys like this! Next chapter will be set at school and Lissana will finally come out!
-SkyFairies
