Regret (A Grayza One Shot)

3.

6 months later.

Their house was cold and empty, like a well without water. Like black and white paint, like a town without sun and like a year without rain.

Erza left to Magnolia to live her dream while Gray stayed behind hoping that someday his would come true as well.

He wasn't used to living alone, at-least not without her.

It was difficult but somehow he managed, he had to.

Erza had left enough money for Gray until she would come back, however, Gray was as much careful in using them as a miser.

He wouldn't go out much but when he did, it felt like the world around him was soulless. Soulless and scary and desolated.

He would stay in his room for days, for weeks and eat what little there would be in the house.

A feeling of insecurity crawled up on him, a feeling of uneasiness whenever he thought of going out to bring his usual necessities.

Nevertheless, once in a while he would try. The world wasn't cruel, but it wasn't kind either. Rude people lurked around, which made it even harder for Gray to live the way he lives.

--

8 months later.

Gray saw Erza for the first time on the television, singing with all her heart, with perfect high and low tones and with flawless endings.

She was becoming known, she was becoming something she had always wanted and Gray was happy for her.

Though a stream of clear water rolled down his cheeks.

Why? He thought but only to find out how much he envied Erza of catching the train before it left.

He wished he would have been there as well. Singing, flying with stretched out wings and being known to the people around him.

But he had stopped wishing.

After the accident, after two months, after four months, he had stopped hoping.

--

10 months later.

He saw Erza again for the nth time on the television.

She somehow changed, she was wearing a bit of a make-up, wore clothes one would only imagine and sung like a prideful lioness.

Gray wanted to eagerly meet Erza, wanted to ask her about how her life was going on even though he could judge that it might be better than his.

Erza hadn't given his number to Gray so they weren't in touch.

Gray argued to himself that at-least she could send a letter but perhaps she was busy, so busy that a memory of Gray might have slipped by her mind.

"Erza Scarlet, the recently famous singer said to have been dating someone."

A curve appeared on Grays lips as he slowly grabbed the T.V remote and switched it off.

Maybe that's how it was going to be, maybe that's how life continues on, it doesn't wait for anyone, it doesn't give a hand to pull you too, it just moves and it's hard to grasp it really.