After deleting yet another passage that wasn't making sense, Lucy was ready to throw her whole damned laptop out the window. Groaning she proceeded to slam her head against her desk, hoping the impact would help get the ideas flowing. her forehead had just begun to sting when she heard her phone ping.
Natsu.
That was her first thought, as he often did text her late at night to remind her to sleep properly. Hesitating, she peered over at her phone. And indeed it was Natsu but instead of his typical "you better be asleep, weirdo." the words made her freeze in shock.
Lucy.
Gray ran out of the apartment randomly
I just texted him, apparently he's at the hospital
Grabbing the phone quickly she replied urgently.
What? Why? Was he hurt?
She tapped her fingers anxiously against the table as she watched the Natsu's typing icon.
No.
She sighed, thank the gods. Pausing, if Gray wasn't hurt then...who was?
?
Eyes glued to the screen she began twisting a lock of her blonde hair. Praying that none of their friends were hurt.
It's Juvia.
Lucy froze, cold terror spread through her. No. Before she knew it she was on her feet, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
What hospital?
Not even checking for a response she grabbed her jacket and slipped on her boots. By the time she'd reached the
door her phone buzzed once more. Address in hand she ran out into the night.
"Mr. Fullbuster?" a soft voice called out into the nearly empty waiting room. Lucy looked up from her book slamming it shut. She saw the doctor before he saw her, she waved him over urgently. Heart racing she looked over at Gray. His head leaning on his arm, breathing softly. Lucy smiled gently, then turned to the Doctor. He sat down in the chair across from them, pushing his wire rimmed glasses up his narrow nose.
"Are you a friend of Juvia Lockser?" he asked, offering a strained smile.
Lucy nodded.
"I'm Lucy and he's Gray Fullbuster." she motioned over to her sleeping companion. The doctor nodded, looking down at his clipboard. Lucy bit her lip, staring at the man's face, searching for any indication as to the type of news he was about to share.
"Well miss Lucy, I'm afraid I have some bad news."
A loud crashing sound caused Gajeel to groan. Rolling over in his bed he sighed, that was the third alarm clock this week. He needed to stop smashing them. Sighing he threw the covers aside and hopped out of bed. He trudged towards the kitchen, stretching out his stiff arms. Yawning, he poured himself a glass of water. Staring out the small kitchen window he felt a soft rub against his leg.
"Hey Lily." he said, crouching down to stroke the black cat. His loving strokes were met with an insistent mewling.
"Tch, shut up will ya?" Gajeel scolded.
"What you still hungry or something? Juvia not give you enough food?"
Juvia.
She was supposed to wake him up last night to let him know she'd made it home alright. An uneasy feeling creeped up his spine. Juvia had never forgotten to wake him. He shook his head, she probably forgot, or was too tired. Walking over to his roommate's room, he knocked gently on the door.
"Juvia?"
No answer.
Heart racing he tried the knob. It was unlocked, that had to be a good sign, right?
Pushing the door open gently he peered into the room. Taking a step inside he looked around hesitantly, Juvia didn't like him being in her room when she wasn't home. But she was. She was probably hidden under her blue covers. She had to be.
It took Gajeel a few moments to fully search the room with his eyes. Everything was blue, Juvia's favourite colour, meaning she could camouflage easily with her blue hair. Not seeing her he walked slowly towards the bed. Hesitantly reaching out his arm, her patted the duvet. Nothing. An uneasy feeling burst through him, causing him to throw the sheets off the bed. Shaking his head he muttered under his breath.
"No, no, no, no."
Pacing the room frantically he checked the closet, under the bed, all these places he knew she wasn't hiding in. Until he saw it. Her pyjamas, hanging on the bathroom door as they did every night. Meaning...she hadn't come home last night. Running back to his room his feet slipped on the wooden floor. Throwing the door to his room open he ran to his desk. Snatching his phone he unlocked it in one fluid motion. Noticing 7 missed calls and 2 voicemails. Tapping on it, he froze, eyes widening. The last voicemail had been from the hospital.
A/N: And once again we end in suspense~ What happened to Juvia? I promise you'll find out next chapter.