Seeking Forgiveness (Jellal x Reader)

Chapter 16

This chapter was exactly 2000 words, and I found that so satisfying I couldn't bring myself to write anymore.

The next day you were in a daze, your mind reliving the moment over and over. Your face flushing every time you remembered exactly, what his lips felt like against yours, the way that his arms held you close. Not just the once on the lips, but once more when you reached your hotel as a goodbye.

You sighed, staring up at the clock. The games had barely begun today, and you hated to think about what was happening today. The games got tougher as the event went on, and that meant more people got hurt. It had mostly been Fairytail these games, but a few people still wandered in hoping for a miracle cure for a bruise or two.

News about Wendy's wonder cure got around, and everyone wanted some. The last was used on Elfman, much to Porlyusica's chagrin, as she wanted to keep some for 'emergencies'.

"(Y/N)," Porlyusica calls you. You glance up to see her back, her hands moving at a fast pace as she mixed and grinded herbs together, the scent filling the room.

"Yes?" You respond, after she said nothing.

"What is wrong with you today," she glances over her shoulder, watching your dazed expression, "you seem very distracted."

You shrug your shoulder, drawing an invisible pattern on the table you were sitting on, "I don't know. I've just been given a lot to think about is all." Before you could blink the pink haired healer was in your face, expecting it as if the answers were written across it.

You expected her to give up like Meredy, but instead she narrowed her eyes, "it's a boy," she stated.

Your eyes widened in shock, "how did you know?"

Porlyuscia shook her head, a rare smile creeping across her lips, "I may look young and every so beautiful," she wiggled her eyebrows, "but I've been around for a long time, and I've seen many people fall in love. You, my apprentice, share the same look as them love struck fools."

You shake your head and laugh lightly, "don't you believe in love?"

Porlyusica gasped in horror, her mouth falling open in shock as she clutched her chest, "well I never (Y/N). I thought you knew me better then to think I would flit around, wasting my time. With people, no less."

Your smile widened and you realised how much you missed seeing her. She was a hard shell to break but once you saw the true woman, she was a dear, loyal friend. One with a sense of humour no less.

Before you could joke back, the door burst open. It swung wide on its hinges and hit the back wall with an almighty thump.

The murderous look that took over Porlyusica's face was enough to make you cringe. A teenager ran through the door. A small envelope clutch tightly in his hands as the sound of his heavy breathing filled the room.

"I'm looking for the healer known as (Y/N)?" He asked, ignoring Porlyusica's glare.

You stood, and smiled at him, "that's me. How can I help you?"

He thrust the letter out to you, waving it slightly so that you would take it faster, "it's urgent!" He huffed. The moment you took the letter he quickly turned on his heels and ran back out the door, his footsteps and laboured breaths echoing down the hall.

Porlyusica turned to you and raised a brow, "you see what I mean about people?"

You laugh, and glance down at the envelope in your hands. The words on the front barely readable, but you could just about recognise your name in the small, think lettering. It wasn't any you recognised though, which made you question who had sent it any why.