Of Fire and Ice

C.12

The next morning we all woke up and went out because apparently a team has been publicly humiliated by being tired to a tree.

"Now I can tolerate our guild being turned to rubble, but I won't stand my children being humiliated. We're going to war!" Master proclaimed.

Soon Troy, Jet, and Levy were transported to Magnolia hospital. Lucy was waiting for them to wake up.

Erza, Natsu, Grey, Ari, Happy, and I were waiting outside. "So how is Lucy's novel coming along?" Erza asked Grey, since he read some last night. "I didn't get pretty far, but it is good so far." He said. The three of them talked about it, and I decided to stay out of the conversation.

Soon master came and we apparently were going to attack the Phantom Lord guild. Us and the whole guild marched on until we got there. I decided to stay in the back and not fight.

"Ari, you don't have to stay with me. You can go burn and bite people." I hummed and she nodded. "But don't get hurt!" I warned.

I stayed by the doorway and watched as Natsu threw flames at people, Grey froze shit, Erza kicked ass, and everyone basically did everything they did best.

Except me, because I'm a hypocrite coward.

No, I'm a monster.

The master suddenly grew huge and yelled at them for hurting his children, which I guess was us. But maybe not Lucy, because she want here right now. She was taking care of the three in the hospital. Oh who am I kidding? Of course Lucy is his child also, even though she's not here. Dammit why couldn't I stay at the hospital? It'd look much better than hiding.

"What are you doing?" Grey came up and asked me. "Uh, nothing." I smiled sheepishly. He pulled me out so no one could see or hear us. "Why aren't you fighting?" He asked, posing me against the building.

"I'm sorry, Grey, but I just don't fight. No matter how important, I just can't." I sighed, my hands traveling to his sides. Why? I have no fucking clue.

"Would you mind telling me why you refuse to fight?" He asked softly, leaning in. Our faces were about an inch apart.

Kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me kiss me- no.

"Because I'm a monster." I pushed him away and ran. I ran all the way back home and locked myself in my room.

Because I'm a hypocritical, cowardly monster. I'm horrible.

So what's a girl to do other than cry like a little bitch?