Without you

Okay for now

A/N: PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!!!! *hides behind couch* sorry, I have been busy with stuff and didn't have much time to work on this chapter. I am very sorry for the wait. But anyways I don't own Fairy Tail or any of its characters, unless I made up a character. All rights for Fairy Tail and its characters goes to Hiro Mashima. Well let's get on with the chapter!~

Levy's POV====================

"No... this.... this... isn't right....." I say speechless. "... right?" I look towards the nurse. She nods, solemnly, indicating that this was all real. She was on the edge of tears. I look back to the quietly and slowly beeping machines. There right on the bed, there was my bestest friend in the whole wide world. Pale as skim milk. Lifeless, unmoving. Her once bright blonde hair, now a dull, sad looking color. 'She doesn't deserve this.' I whisper in my head. I take a hesitant step towards the dead looking body. I shiver, thinking about thoughts that shouldn't be thought. I walk to the edge of her bed. The very slow rise and fall of her chest, doesn't look promising, especially looking at how ragged it is rising. I cry. Looking at her in this state, makes me feel like I'm the one who hurt her. But I didn't. I let a small sob escape my mouth.

"Lucy..." I whisper to her, " don't worry. You will be fine now. They can help you. Just... hold on..... for me......... please Lucy............. can you promise me one thing?.........................don't die..." I plead her quietly. I look over to the nurse and she nods sadly. She turns around and leaves the room to give us more space. I grab her pale, cold, bigger hand in my tiny one. I put my other hand over hers.

"I will help you get through this, I promise." I tell her. Knowing she can't hear me.

"Solid Script!" I yell, hoping this will work "light!" It worked. A light starts to shine in front of me, in the form of the word. The light sheds on Lucy, brightening her dull face. I smile softly, knowing that she is still my best friend who cares for me. I put my hand over my heart.

"Lucy, I promise you that I will help you get through any tough times that the guild or Natsu might give you, I promise to always be there for you and to stay by your side, and to help you along your way, just like you did for me." I say in a regular voice, the light shining down on Lucy and me, I smile and take my small hand off my chest. I know that she didn't hear me, but I intend to keep my promise to her. I balled my hand up into a fist, my pointer finger and thumb jutting out in different directions from each other, my pointer finger going up, and my thumb going off onto the side. I reach my hand up to the ceiling. The Fairy Tail sign showing proudly (the number one sign, not the insignia). I sigh. I hope you make it Lucy.... no.... I KNOW you WILL make it. You have to. I grab her hand one more time and squeeze it. The soft beeping of the machines in the room is starting to haunt me. I shiver in fear. No more of this. I can't take it. A tear rolls down my cheek. More follow. I shake my head side to side. I don't want this to happen any more. I sob. No....... I didn't want this. No..................................

Lucy's POV~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~

Owww...... it hurts. Everything hurts. I don't want to breathe, it hurts. Stop this now. No. I. Don't. Want. To. Move. I am too tired. Bright light go away. I don't want to see you.

"Lucy,....................................................... Natsu might....................................................... for me." I faintly hear Levy say. What? Levy? Why is she here? Why am I even hurting in the first place? Natsu might what? Where am I? I ask myself questions. Hand. Hurts. Don't squeeze. It hurts. I try to squeeze back. But I can't. Ow. Pain. No. I don't want to hurt. Just let me die. KILL. ME. NOW. It all hurts. I. Am. DONE. No more. I try to move, but I can't. It hurts too much. I am tired. Let me sleep. Forever. (A/N: Don't vote for trump kids. -sorry to anyone who likes him, but I don't like him. Please don't hate me.) I hear a soft sniffling noise to my right. I try to move. But just then I realize that everything around me is dark and white, and not home. I want to be home in my comfy bed right now. I move my eyes around the room. Out of the corner of my right eye, I see Levy, sitting on a chair, head in her hands, crying. I see that I'm on a bed, but I don't know where, or why. I look over at Levy as best I can without moving my head. All I can see of her is her head down to her shaky shoulders, her tiny hands covering her eyes.