I KNOW IT'S BEEN LIKE WHAT? 2, 3 DAYS SINCE I LAST UPDATED BUT I FIGURE OUT THAT I HAD TO AT LEAST MAKE UP FOR MY LONG TIME OF UN-UPDATE-NESS...SO YEA...
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I ADMIT. THIS IS AN EMO CHAPTER BUT I JUST HAD TO WRITE IT!
I'M GONNA MAKE THIS A VERY LONG CHAPTER...SO...
ENJOY.
JELLAL
"Oi."
Jellal groaned, reaching for his blanket.
"Oi. Jellal."
"What?"he hiccuped, pulling his blanket tighten around him...until he realised it wasn't his blanket at all.
"What on..." he tugged that the tablecloth he had mistook for a blanket. Groggily, he sat up and surveyed the mess before him.
Cans after cans of beer, some empty, some unfinished and some unopened.
And there was Gray, smirking before him.
"Yo..." Jellal looking at his "bed" in distain. It was a table.
"Ha...ha..." chuckled Gray, laughing his ass off. "You lost!" It was clear that Gray hadn't sobered up. "You drank 56 1/2! I did..."he paused to count on his fingers randomly, "112! Slave!"
"When did I sleep?" Jellal groaned, trying to shake off his hangover.
"HAHAHAH...Halfway through your last drink you fainted." Gray guffawed, "And you will address me as High Lord Master!"
Timeskip
He had finally shaken off Gray. After tipping a bucket of cold water over him, he had sobered up, but unfortunately, the pact wasn't forgotten.
"Slave! Come back, goddamnit!" Gray howled as Jellal gave him the slip.
Face it.
Jellal was doomed.
When he entered his cottage, it was completely clean.
There was a note on the table.
...
Gone to Clover with Levy and Cana. Be back later.
Love,
Lucy
...
Jellal sighed.
Again?
LUCY
Levy had spent most of the day at the bookstores with Lucy while Cana stood at the side watching.
Then, they had gone shopping.
After that, Cana brought them to Clover's biggest bar and got herself wasted there, and they had to lug her all the way back.
It was a fine-ish day.
"The world is so shiny...!" Cana slurred, swiping at the air. "Uh...that's the disco ball..." Levy said nervously.
"Lushie...when'd ya get so puny?" Cana hiccuped again.
Levy flushed, "I'm Levy, and I'm not puny!"she squeaked.
Lucy came over. "Let's go, Levy." They dragged Cana over to the exit.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO! MY HEAVEN!" Cana wailed, grabbling towards the bar. "Uhh..." Lucy moaned, shifting her bags onto another hand.
"Couldn't you call out someone to help?" Levy suggested nervously, staggering under the weight of Cana.
"Good idea. Gate of the Maiden, I open thee! Virgo!" Lucy commanded.
The pinkette appeared, "Hime, how may I serve you?"she inquired politely.
"Carry these." Lucy asked, holding her bags towards her. "And Levy's too." Virgo took them over and bowed, "I am glad to assist you, Hime."
Lucy sweatdropped and continued walking.
Timeskip
"I'm pooped..." Levy groaned.
"Yea...so am I..." Lucy sighed. "Thank god Cana left..."
The brunette had trudged home dizzily immediately after they reached Magnolia.
"Welcome back!" Mirajane greeted cheerily, waving at them behind the counter. "One strawberry-lemonade please..." Lucy said shakily.
"Coming right up! Did you have a rough day?" Mirajane asked, pushing the slim glass towards her.
"Rough is an understatement." Levy whimpered.
"Hell yea...Cana was a drunken monster..." Lucy sipped her lemonade, shuddering.
Mirajane laughed.
ERZA
Empty silence.
A dark night.
She came.
She had waited for Lucy to leave the guild, before abruptly standing up and trailing her. Once she was sure no one suspected, she sneaked down the shortcut and ahead of Lucy.
She reached Jellal's cottage faster that she had expected.
Peeping behind to see if Lucy was close, she was disappointed to see that she wasn't. In the meantime, she would just have to buy some time.
She knocked and counted the seconds for Jellal to answer.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Fi-
The door creaked open.
"You had the key, y'know. I was in the middle of my nap and-" Jellal complained, before breaking off.
Silence.
Utter silence.
She could hear Natsu's words in her ears still.
"Put up a act. Wait for him to falter. Then go for the kill."
She had dressed specially for this. Sweet revenge.
A chignon, with half of her hair spilling out of the perfect bun, making her scarlet hair look as if it had been wind-tossed.
He stared at her, taking in the hot red lipstick, the bright sparkly purple stilettos, the translucent tights and dark ruffled minidress with the strap of her red camisole peeking through the thin scraps of lace. He absorbed her dark green sash, the intricate and florid diamond necklace resting on the contours of her collarbone, the same one he had given her for her birthday. She had worn it just to spite him.
Irresistibly perfect. Irrefutably perfect.
She smirked.
Then he said one word.
Just one word.
"You..."
One word was all it took to make her flinch. He said it, as if she was an animal. As if she was a worthless being who didn't deserve a name, as if she was an ant crawling by. He said it with so much hatred that it took all her might not to wince.
She flipped her hair and swallowed down a snarl.
"Yes. Me."she whispered smoothly.
"What are you doing here?"he demanded.
She strained her ears to hear if Lucy was anywhere near, contemplating on how she would answer.
"Nothing." she said coldly, inspecting a dark purple nail in distain.
"Then leave. You don't belong here."he snapped harshly.
She didn't? Who was he to tell her that she didn't?
She glared at him through narrowed eyes and hissed, "Don't talk to me like that, Jellal
Fernandes!"
"I can talk to you in whatever way I like, Ex."he stated, emphasising the 'Ex'. Apparently to him, they were 'Ex's, nothing more, nothing less.
But to her, they were so much more.
"I'll make it clear to you, I am not your Ex."she said easily.
He gave a low laugh, like a rumble of thunder, and murmured darkly, "If not, then what are you?"
She heard but she pretended not to. She had no answer to that.
"I can't seem to make it clear that I love you. I can see that you love that whore, but still, why not me? Why her?" she whispered roughly.
She knew that answer to that though, she just wanted to hear him say it, nice and clear.
"Tell me why."she demanded.
"Because the love you give me is not worth believing."
She shook in anger. That wasn't true. None of that was true.
But the prickly conscience that resided at the back of her mind seemed to echo, "Was it?"
Doubt crept in and for a thin, cold moment, she was scared. She had never been scared before, not like this.
She shook off her doubt and looked at him, his eyes hard, his nostrils flared. It was clear that she wasn't welcome. She didn't want to hurt herself like this, but hadn't she wanted revenge?
The was a soft patter of feet and Erza knew Lucy was close.
Now was the time to act. If she didn't do it now, she knew her dignity would never let her do it again, not ever.
So she pulled him close and kissed him.
Their bodies melted together and for a moment, she thought he was enjoying it. Then he tried to pull away.
She kissed him harder, her tongue slipping into the cavern she knew so well, and explored. Her eyes filled with lust.
It was everything she imagined.
Powerful, intoxicating and sensual. She tried to ignore his rough struggling, but she couldn't numb the gutting hurt that flashed through her body.
Was she that repulsive?
There was a soft gasp, then a clatter of keys.
She knew this was her cue to let go.
She could hear Lucy utter his name, a frail, plaintive flutter of sound against the choking silence.
She could see Lucy run, and for a swift, fleeting moment, she could see the thin line of tears dribbling down her cheek.
Then, she was gone.
Her work there was done.
She wiped her mouth harshly and turned away.
She pretended not to hear the low thud of footsteps as he went after her.
She pretended not to hear an anxious yell of "Lucy, wait!" that dragged through the air, leaving her in painful pangs of hurt in its wake.
She simply pretended that she wasn't there.
But she was.
Yet she wished she wasn't.
They were gone, and the damage was done.
What more could she do?
Empty silence.
A dark night.
She disappeared.
There was nothing left for her anyway.
The moment she reached home, the hot tears that she had been restraining for so long broke free of their binds and trickled down her face in a warm river.
She cried, burying her face into her hands.
Without even bothering to removed her clothes, she padded to the bathroom, lightly closing the door behind her.
She did not know for how long she stood under the shower, fully clothed. She was only aware of the numb agony that settled on her like musty clouds, layer by layer, until she could not breathe or think.
She was fine with not thinking, at least.
She watched as the water trickled down her wet clothes and pooled at her feet in slippery puddles, watched as the soap suds washed themselves away, swirling down the drain.
She watched the soft stream rise against the smooth ceiling, as the steady stream of liquid pouring down on her head ebbed into a hesitant trickle, then into nothing.
When she felt as if she was done, she stood up, still dressed in her soaked clothes, and wrapped herself in a warm towel.
She liked how they felt around her, like a pair of strong firm arms embracing her.
Like Jellal's.
She sank onto the bed, burying her nose into the warm swathes of fluff, and inhaled.
Then, the world dimmed into a dark midnight-black and faded away.
Gone.
Timeskip
When she woke up, she could still feel the towel around her.
The bed was damp and her hair was plastered to her face like a layer of sticky cement.
It was not a nice feeling.
She dragged herself up and dropped the towel,adding to the bathroom. She slipped and slid along the smooth, polished tiles and looked at the mirror.
The Erza she saw was not the Erza she knew.
Because where her eyes used to be, were empty holes. Her dark eyes betrayed no emotion, no light. It was like looking down a mysterious tunnel, you did not know what secrets the caverns hid.
She did not cry, because there were no tears left to cry.
She did not work because there was no energy left to work.
All she did was sit and stare at the moody pink walls.
Stared until the dappled unlighted flooded the room in bright colours.
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