Star-Crossed (A NatsuXLucy Fanfiction)

Chapter 37

Lucy's P.O.V.

I'm unable to go into detail of what happened for the next five hours, but I'll try. Without warning, I'd been grabbed and dragged towards Slade, who put a rag with some chemical on it over my face. I tried to scream, and then I had passed out. When I woke up, I'd been tied to a twin-sized metal bed with white sheets in a white room, the walls streaked with blood. On a metal tray by the bed sat scalpels and a series of torture devices- I knew Slade probably intended to use each and every single one of them on me. How amusing it must have been to catch the one that got away. I'd twisted my hands and feet around so much, trying to free myself of my binding, that the skin around each hand and foot was bleeding, the skin rubbed raw. I wept silently as I finally felt Natsu through our mating bond. He was in terrible emotional pain. I don't think he'd remembered that we could converse via our minds now, until I spoke first.

Oh, Natsu...

Lucy. How could you do this to me? To us?

I had no other choice. If I refused, I would have been forced. Gray, Juvia, and Lisanna...who knows how many others of the guild was willing to hand me to Slade? They would have hurt you to get me here, so I've done what I had to-

This was NOT your decision to make!! He wailed.

But it was. I love you, Natsu.

Don't, he whimpered.

Don't love you? I asked softly.

Don't say things that sound like goodbye. I'm going to find you, I promise. I'll bring you home.

Natsu, there are some things that even you cannot do.

You're wrong.

I'm not.

You doubt me-

It isn't you that I doubt. It's rationality. I escaped once, Natsu. Do you really think he'd risk me doing that again? I spoke as soothingly as I could.

No. Don't say that, Lucy. Please.

You need to prepare yourself for what is to come-

Yes. You're right, he replied a little sharply. Not in a harsh way, just determined. I need to prepare myself to come and rescue you. And I WILL rescue you. Then, it was like a phone disconnecting. I knew he wouldn't be speaking to me again- not while he was like this. I was almost glad that he'd blocked me out when the door swung open from its hinges. In walked Slade, looking really frustrated. When his eyes fell on me, they softened a bit. WHAT?

"My love, the meetings are so stressful," he whispered, coming to the bed and crawling in, laying beside me. His head found the crook of my neck, and he nuzzled it gently- my mark. I shuddered a little, which he took for attraction, I guess. I now became aware that I was wearing only black lingerie- something that I knew I had not been wearing beforehand. His big hand came to rest on the flat of my stomach, rubbing it gently.

"I feared that your "husband"," he said indicating quote marks when he said husband. "Might have done exactly what he has." Okay. Stop with the fricking riddles.

"What do you mean?" I asked, surprised that I didn't stutter. And since when did he act all lovey dovey with me?! I was so shocked with the whole situation that I couldn't really feel as surprised as I should have. Slade climbed on top of me, and placed both hands to my stomach now.

"A honeymoon. All alone. Passion- filled nights. It can't be too hard to guess what the outcome has ended up being." I slowly pieced it together. His hands, placed to my stomach. My husband doing.... honeymoon...passion-filled nights...a small gasp left my lips, carrying with it all of my air. I thought back to the nausea I'd been feeling, and the emotional roller coaster I'd been the past couple of days.

"You're lying," it sounded desperate even in my ears. He made a disgusting facial expression.

"No, I'm not." he stood up. "That monster got you pregnant." Got you pregnant. The words echoed inside of my head over and over again. I felt a moment of joy- Natsu and I were going to have a baby; I was pregnant. Then, the seriousness of the situation settled in. I wasn't the only one I'd put into danger now- I'd also put the life of my unborn child in danger as well.

"Slade," I began. His eyes fixed on me. "Are you...sure?" Slade walked over to me, and nodded, looking down at the table of sharp instruments beside me. No, no, no.

"Yes, but don't worry." He whistled, and two men scrubs, gloves, and masks came in. "We'll get that thing out of you." That's when I screamed.