Chapter 11

Laxus

I take a deep breath, and raise my hand to knock on the door. Breath, Laxus.

Rapping softly on the door, I step back waiting for a response. I remember it now, that conversation, the one when Lucy wanted to talk, all those years ago. Why didn't I listen to her?

flashback

I see my best friend out of the corner of my eye as I stand by the doorway. She makes a beeline for me, and takes a deep breath.

"Laxus, we need to talk."

"Yeah, Luce, of course." I pull out a chair, and mockingly bow, gesturing for her to sit. She rolls her eyes. Typical.

"Laxus, about Ever-"

"What about her?" My voice is unnecessarily sharp, and she draws back a little.

"Well, I-I-just be careful."

"What?"

"Watch out."

"Whaddya mean, 'watch-"

"Laxus?" A sweet, maybe too sweet voice coos.

"Hey, babe. What's-" Ever stops me, her lips pressing against mine as she slides onto my lap. I close my eyes, my tongue dancing at the opening of her mouth, my hands running through her long brown locks.

But what I don't notice, is Lucy slipping out her chair quietly, biting her lip as if to stop from crying, her golden hair, shading her eyes, blocking them from view.

There's no response at the door, but I hear voices within my girlfriend's, or soon to be ex's house. I sigh, and unlock the door with the spare key, hidden stereotypically under the doormat.

"Hey, Ever." I gaze at the lip-curling, disgusting scene before me and add, "Elfman."

She stands up, abruptly, her hair rumpled and her clothes wrinkled.

"Laxus, it's not what you think."

"It's cool, Ever. We're over anyways. I'm glad I decided not to get that ring."

"Lax-"

"Stop trying to justify your actions." I turn to the large man, reclining lazily on the couch.

"Watch out, Elfman." I give him the advice that Lucy never finished giving to me.

"Laxus, wait." She twirls a strand of her around her finger, saucily walking towards me, her blouse still disheveled, but unbuttoned, her skirt is long gone.

"Are you seriously leaving me for that blonde bimbo?"

I turn on my heel, lifting her chin between my fingers as I began to growl between clenched teeth.

"One, no, it's cause you're a cheater, not because I'm after her. Two, Luce is so much better than you'll ever be, in more ways than one. She has these things called morals. But you wouldn't know what they are because you seem to be lacking in them. Three, why'd you unbutton a few buttons and take off your skirt just to come talk to me? Sorry, I'm not down for a threesome, nor are you in a position to seduce me into compromising."

Ever gapes at me, her face a furious shade of red.

"Why you-!"

I stalk out the door-Dreyars never storm-and shut it.

And then I call Lucy.

Lucy

By the time Laxus and I met up, finished dinner, and drove towards the cost, the sky was beginning to dim.

The tall street lamps flicker on slowly and the palm trees cast shadows upon the ground. The periwinkle clouds darken to an inky violet in the east as my eyes track the setting sun. Nights like this, I decide, are the best ones. These are the ones I could get used to.

The arm wrapped loosely around my shoulder tightened gently, and I look over at the man. He wears a small grin on his face, and although his blonde hair shade the upper part of his lightly-tanned face, I know the smile reaches his eyes. I lean familiarly into his embrace before snaking one hand up to snatch one of his earbuds and slip it into my own ear.

He smirks at the surprise written clearly all over my face.

"What? Didn't think I listened to Owl City?" He asks as the soft melody of Vanilla Twilight fills my head.

"It's quite a jump from the usual crap you listen to," I mutter, giggling.

"Tch. Everything in moderation, somethings more in moderation that others," he replies.

I twist my neck up to look at him, a single eyebrow arches skeptically.

"Like pizza."

I continue glaring at him, but he acts as if I'm staring sweetly up at him as he sweeps a strand of her away from my face.

"Did I forget something?" He feigns surprise and I stare daggers into his forehead.

"Oh, of course." He sighs.

"You. I don't know how I ever forgot about you, you know? I want to blame it on my infatuation with Ever, but they're all just excuses." Laxus looks up into the sky, gazing at the starry sky.

"I'm sorry for all those years. I should've listened to you."

"Well, from what I remember from hearing from all the guys, Ever was a pretty good kisser. So you probably got a hella nice make-out session from that."

"But I missed five years with you, just for ignoring you that one time."

I smirk, and laugh sardonically.

"Oh yes, I'm sure five years equates to a single make-out session with the Fairy-Queen-Wannabe."

sorry i was MIA for a while. and this chapter does not make up for that absence, however, i am proud with how it turned out since i spent a minimal amount of time writing, cause i just wanted to get something out, for all 130 something of my supporters to read. i never expected to have this many people who want to read the random crap that spews out of my brain, but thank you so much.

read and review at your leisure.

zephy out.