Chapter 8: Have I Gone Mad?

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Ahahahahahahah😭 I have gotten SO terrible at writing books. I don't know what do with myself but for guidance let me just read.."a few" fanfictions.."a few". ANYWAY hope you guys are still into the story and that I didn't lose you all and if I did, I completely understand and I am sorry. Anyway, I want to add a few plot twists here and there because you guys knowing me I LOVE PLOT TWISTS!! And yeah enough talking...

Gray's P.O.V

So, me being alone and all. What do I do? I am supposed to be helping them look for this thingy but, I don't want to. Wait, is that a water fountain I see? Isn't it a bit suspicious that almost everywhere that I go there is a water fountain? Unless they just happen to be in style but they all look the same. I sat at the edge of the water fountain and just waited there like something is supposed to happen but I know nothing will happen.

All of a sudden I felt a hand rest upon my shoulder. The hand was light and a little damp. After the hand moved away a violin began to play.

"Oh no." I thought to myself

I knew who that was. It was Juvia, the girl I had left to die.

(Author note: and this my readers, is where i thought of an idea for a new book. Did I say new book?? I mean..uuhh NO SPOILERS!!)

"Hello Gray." She said as she stopped playing her violin.
"It's been a long time, Juvia." I said still not daring to turn around and look at her face.
"So it has." I said looking down into my lap.

I couldn't bear seeing Juvia, not for her sake but for mine. Remebering that I was with her just pains me and having the guilt of killing somebody. But I had too, and it also felt good at the time while she was unconscious and being muredered. It made me feel alive, also eating her heart out. But she wasn't enough, and once I saw Lucy I knew instantly what she was and who she was. Juvia continued to play her violin at a slow steady pace, and the accelerating into a fast and heavily pace. Could anybody else hear her? Was she just a fictional imagery meant to be put inside of my head from all of this guilt and pressure going through my mind knowing that I have killed somebody? I briefly stood up and walked away angrily. She continued to float behind me with the strong blowing wind mixing through her empty, emotionless music she played it kept driving me mad.

"WOULD YOU STOP!!" I finally shouted going down onto my knees.

The noise stopped. Everything went silent as everybody stared at me as if I were crazy.

"That's what you get." I heard her voice softly whisper in my ear.
"Shut it you damn bitch." I angrily said.

Sorry it has to be so short😅 to make up for it I am putting a video of..just watch it

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 22, 2016 ⏰

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