Yes, this is short. There are a few reasons. First, I want to establish a basis for me to work from, and I don't like the idea of adding more after this, because I feel like it will downplay the crap that is running through his head. Jellal deserves your full attention at least. Second, it was a good place to end it. Third, I am lazy, plain and simple. Freakin' Valentine's Day guys. I posted this story 'Something Or Another' if your interested, it has a Jerza chapter and TONS of other ships on it. Anyway, enjoy. Should I really be saying that for this chapter...?
It was always the same. The same dream, nightmare, whatever you wanted to call it. It was always the same. He was lost, in the dessert, all alone. He would wander for what felt like hours until he finally came upon a small oasis. Without thinking about it he kneeled down to take a sip of the water but the moment he swallowed it pain so intense traveled through him. Poison. It was always poison. He would collapse into the sand trying desperately to throw up the water, but he couldn't do it. He could barely open his mouth. And then he would glance up. And standing in front of him was Ultear, Meredy, and Erza. Behind them was the rest of Fairy Tail, all staring at him with pain and desperation on their faces.
He couldn't speak though, everything was hard and stuck. Erza opened her mouth but instead of speaking she let out a blood curdling scream. The rest followed suit, and that was more terrifying then the poison rampaging through his body. That's when he noticed the blood that came out of their mouths and traveled down their necklines.
Then, one by one, they collapsed. When all of them were on the ground, he could still feel the accusing stares that they left. He was oblivious to the pain now though, his entire body cold and numb. And then the worst part came. The voice. It was always the same. Deep and clear like crystal clear water, except the water was tainted black.
"It's your fault their dead, you know," it whispered. Jellal didn't have to think to know that voice. He knew it.
Zeref.
He still couldn't speak though as the pain came and ravaged his body once again. Without meaning to he had started thrashing, trying to escape the confines of his body, of his mind.
"They may forgive you," it whispered, "but that means nothing when you can't forgive yourself."
And that's when he woke up.
Comments, suggestions, reviews? Yes, no, maybe so?
I love Jellal, sooo much. I mean, Jerza isn't my BIGGEST OTP, but I still love it. And Jellal is awesome. So :p But, this story is full of angst I am sorry to say, so I can't exactly make him as happy as I wish he was, so sorry. Anyway, I hope you liked.
Thanks for reading :)