A/N: Someone asked me how would Jellal react if Erza died. This is my answer.
Jellal immediately rushed to Erza when he finally spotted her, lying motionless on the ground. Please be fine. Please be okay. He pleaded desperately and silently in his head while his feet brought him closer and closer to where she was; his heart beat hysterically in the process as if it was going to rip through his chest soon.
He dropped to his knees when he reached Erza's side. The armor protecting her torso had shattered into pieces which lay scatted around her, leaving her bloodied body in her undergarments only. He quickly took off his cloak to cover her half naked form.
"Erza!" He reached out one hand to cup a side of her face. "Erza! It's Jellal!"
But then his hand retreated sharply as if it was burnt by fire and he froze.
He felt no warmth from the soft skin of her cheek.
He stared at her peaceful look with eyes widened in shock for a few seconds, before forcing his gaze to move from her face to her neck until it fell on her chest. He was looking for any sign of her chest rising and falling which would indicate that she was still breathing, that she was still alive. But no matter how hard he stared at her chest, he could find no hint of her respiratory system still working.
"N-no." His voice came out weak and trembling. "No. It can't be."
Shaking his head in disbelief, he checked her pulse on her neck but there was nothing to feel against his fingertips. He panicky started giving her chest compression and mouth-to-mouth breathing, praying that it wasn't too late to resuscitate her.
However, thing went the way against his wish once again. He stopped pressing down on her chest and breathing air in her mouth when her heart and lungs still gave no response after he had attempted to bring her back to life for what he believed would be at least half an hour, and finally accepted that Erza had indeed, died.
"E-er-za…"
As soon as her name left his lips, his tears fell from his eyes like a broken dam.
Shakily, he slid one arm under her back and wrapped the other around her waist, pulling her up and pressing her upper body against his front with his chin resting on the crown of her head. The unstoppable tears from his eyes rolled down his face and dropped on top of her head, moistening her red tresses, while he rocked her gently as if he was trying to send her to sleep.
"Erza…how could you leave me? You a-are…the love of my life." He spoke with broken voice in between loud mournful sobs. "I-I love you. I love you so much. I'm sorry I hadn't told you when you could hear me. I'm sorry for pushing you away when you wanted my love. I'm sorry for disappointing you; for hurting your feelings. I'm sorry. But I do love you with all my heart; and I always have and always will. Sorry, Erza, I should confess to you on the beach that day but not now when you were…were…gone."
He tilted his head to the side to look at her still beautiful face through watery eyes, before slowly leaned down to kiss her softly on her pale and cold lips. He then planted a trail of small kisses along her chin and jawline until his lips met her neck. Tightening his hold on her so that there was no more space left between their bodies, he buried his face in the curve of her neck.
If only we could stay together like this forever…
But it was only a broken dream which would never come true now.