Chapter 8: You Can Tell Me Anything

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Lucy dances in her pajamas, her hair loose down her back and her face freshly washed. She smiles and lightly sings to the song, I don't know this song but I know she hums it when she's cooking dinner or washing the dishes or in the shower. She likes it but I don't know it, I should know it.

"Hey, Lucy." I hate interrupting her when she's happy like this but I've got to know.

"Hmm?" She stops humming for a second but she continues dancing.

"So, there was this guy that stopped by before..." I begin.

"Yes..." She keeps dancing.

"He was looking for you..." I don't want to come off like I'm accusing her of anything but I also don't want to scare her.

"Was it someone looking for a dog walker?" She's humming and dancing. She just looks so content.

"No, it was uh..." my fingers drum against the table, "it was just a guy looking for you, said his name was Owen." Lucy freezes, her eyes slide open and they keep opening wider until her eyeballs look like they're going to fall out.

"What?" She asks, her hands twitch.

"Owen, he said his name was Owen." I repeat. She shrinks back, her hands pull into her chest and she looks small and scared and... oh no, I did that to her.

"Lucy..." I step out from behind the table "Is it a thing?" I reach for her, but she shrinks back into the wall and shakes her head.

"No, everything is fine." Lucy's chest expands as she takes a breath, she tries to force a smile but she can't do it. Lucy's isn't good at lying or pretending she's okay. She's an open book, I love how easy she is to read but I don't think she loves it right now.

"Are you sure?" I don't reach for her again but I do inch closer. She forces her stiff arms to her side and she gives me an even stiffer smile. Her eyes are tight and there's tension in her shoulders as she stands there and tries to convince me she's okay.

"Yes, everything is great." She clicks her jaw, she's really nervous.

"Lucy, it's okay if you're not okay." I rest my hands on her shoulders and wait for her to shrink back again, she doesn't. "you don't always have to be okay."

Lucy looks up at me with her wide eyes and mixed in with her fear is curiosity and love and Lucy. She's looking at me with such intensity I think she might say it, she might tell me what's wrong. Then I see it, she tightens up and she shifts away and she looks at the ground for just a second but it was a second she broke the eye contact and that was all she needed.

"No, everything is okay." She takes my hand with her rigid fingers and stiff smile and she squeezes it for a second before she pulls her hand back and backs away.

"Lucy..." I hold my hand out but she forces another smile and points her thumb over her shoulder.

"I'm just gonna take a shower, I'll be out in a little bit." She turns and disappears into the bathroom. She didn't grab a towel or her lotion. Something is definitely wrong I think as I grab a towel from the closet and slip out to warm it up in the dryer in the basement. Hopefully that'll make her feel a little better.

I stare at the towel tumble around in the dryer, I'll make her her dessert tea, that cocoa tea she likes. I think as I glance at the door. wonder if I can make it to the store and back before she gets back. The Grab n' Go is only about a block away. I can run that. I'll go get her one of those Lindt chocolates she likes and make her her tea and put on her Imagine Dragons playlist.

I drop a couple more quarters in and sprint out the door. it's colder than I expected but the run'll keep me warm.

"Natsu!" Lucy calls for me as I bust through the door.

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