My Fabulous Shinigami (A Grell Fan Fiction)

Chapter 16

(^ a/n this is what Luce looks like in this chapter)

I hadn't spoken to Grell for days after he left for the harvest. I was furious he wouldn't even stop to think about his decision. He could get hurt, the idiot! I was drinking a cup of coffee when Ronald Knox appeared in my living room.

"Luce! Hey, Luce! Where are ya?!" He was yelling for me. I sighed, murmuring, "Not a moment of peace." I walked to him. He looked a bit upset and slightly panicked. "What? Will give you a bunch of paperwork?" He looked annoyed.

"No, it's Grell," he said, looking sadder. He didn't have to say anything else.

"Where is he?" I asked, the grip on my cup tightening. He grabbed my arm, not answering. He took me to the Academy, my fear growing. "Ronald, where is he?!" I felt dizzy and numb.

"Will, I don't wanna tell her," Ronald said, walking over to Will, who was at his desk, his face down. He looked like he was looking over reports. There were a few drops of water on the papers. Odd, I thought. There's no cup of water near him. Will sighed, though it sounded sad.

"Why is everyone so damn sad?! Did I miss something?!" I cried, angry they wouldn't just tell me. Will looked up, his eyes looking glassy.

"Grell's dead." That's all I heard Will say before I pulled away from Ronald and walked out of the room. I could hear muffled voices. Some were random Reapers. Others were Will's voice and Ronald's. I wouldn't listen. It wasn't true. He'd be in my apartment, saying this was all a joke. I'd see him in just a minute when I turned the corner into the Library.

I walked into the Library, not seeing him. Then I fell to the ground and burst into tears. I numbly felt someone pull me up and take me out of the Library. I guessed it was Will, but I wasn't sure. I only let them lead me back to my apartment, then I collapsed on my couch and laid there. It was quiet for a long time. Someone came in, said something, but I ignored them, pulling at loose strings on my couch. I wanted to curl up and die.

I wanted this to be a prank. I wanted it to be fake. No.

I needed it to be fake.