FairyTail: Beauty And The Beast (GaLe)

Chapter 12

Gajeel glared at the bartender, "Oii!" He called, for what must have been the fifth time. Apparently the young man was too busy flirting to actually do his job.

Gajeel looked around and grabbed the first thing he saw, an empty can, and hurled it at the bartender, aiming precisely for his head. He smirked to himself when the can's target hit.

The bartender turned around, and stalked towards Gajeel, "What was that for?!" The man yelled.

Gajeel raised his eyebrows, "Well, Mest." he said, reading the name tag, "I've been waiting for you to do your job, so do it before I do it for you." He snarled, letting his threat linger in the alcohol tainted air.

"Fine, what will it be?" Mest asked, admitting defeat.
"A glass of water, and do you have any aspirin?"
Mest poured the water and dug through a small box, pulling out the headache tablet, "You don't look drunk though." He said, sliding both the items over to Gajeel.

Gajeel simply shrugged, "Believe me, I'm not. Its for my girlfriend."
"The tiny blue head girl?" Mest asked, his voice taking a worried tone.
"Yes, know her?" Gajeel asked, arcing hi eyebrows.
"No, saw your group of friends come in, pretty hot chicks you hang out with."  Mest responded.

Gajeel rolled his eyes and was about to walk away when Mest interrupted, "Oh, I had a point for asking you, I saw the bluenette run out of here about fifteen minutes ago, she looked like she was gonna hurl."

Gajeel instantly went to the last place he left her, abandoning the water and pill. He cussed loudly when he saw she was no longer there, he should've known better then to leave her alone, especially when she was drunk.

He ran outside, figuring the scar faced Bartender was right. Knowing Levy, she was probably throwing up somewhere, or maybe passed out by now.

He jogged along the side of the building, his stomach sinking when he didn't see her.

He was about to give up and go search inside when something from the alley around the corner caught his eye.

He walked towards the object and felt something dark settle in the pit of his stomach, it was a feeing he didn't recognise, but he didn't have time to figure out what it was.

He picked up the familiar handbag, and quickly went over its familiar contents. He cussed when he saw Levy's phone was still in there, that meant he had no way of communicating with her.

He checked around the alley, praying that he would find her curled up somewhere.
When it became evident that Levy was no longer in the area, Gajeel ran back to the club, he needed to tell the others, they had to find her and fast!

As he ran, he realised what the, now intense, feeling in his stomach was:

Fear.

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Levy woke up feeling groggy and cold. Her head felt like a crazy person with a jack hammer had moved inside, and her neck was stiff.

She groaned and tried moving, oddly enough, her arms and legs wouldn't budge. She tried moving her arms again, when she realised her entire position was wrong.

She slowly opened her eyes and felt dread, fear and worry settle over her in a sick combination. She was in a dark room, the only light coming from a crack in what must have been the door.

Her hands were tied in front of her with a thick rope. She tried wiggling her wrists free, but they were tied too tightly.

She tried moving her feet, and of course thy were tied too. She bit back her feeling of panic, she needed to figure out everything first.