Spoken {Sequel to Unspoken} ON HOLD

Chapter Eleven

Lucy

I grinned as Natsu's scowl quickly turned into a warm smile, just in time for Laxus, Mum, and Michelle to walk in the house. I was just as annoyed that they came back at the worst possible time but thankfully, I hid it much better than him.

Laxus's glared at Natsu for a second. It was as if he knew what had almost happened. Back home he wouldn't leave me alone with anyone. Natsu was different to anyone else though. He was the one who saved me. He was the only man I felt comfortable with and the only person I wanted near me. If it hadn't been for him, I would still be that silent girl hiding a terrible secret.

"Hi love, hi Natsu," Mum said.

"Hey. How are Nan and Grandad?"

"Good. They miss you. We'll have to go over there again soon." I nodded in agreement. It wasn't actually that long ago that I saw them, but I suppose they hadn't gotten their fix since we came back. "You two had a good evening?"

"It was great," Natsu replied, putting a little too much emphasis on the word 'was'.

"Where's Lisanna?" I asked before anyone could pick up on his tone.

"Staying at a friend's," Michelle replied.

"Guess who we ran into outside Nan's?" Mum whispered as Laxus went to the bathroom.

Natsu smirked. "Angelina Jolie?"

"How did you know?" Mum replied sarcastically. "Mira."

"Laxus's cheating ex?" Natsu asked.

I slapped his arm. Thankfully, Laxus wasn't in the room to hear that.

"How is she?"

"She's doing well. Working at your old school full-time now. She lives just along the way from Nan, in the house where that crazy old man used to live."

Mr Johnson, the crazy, but harmless, old man. He used to walk around the village asking if anyone had seen his turnips. He was a farmer before he became too frail to work. I heard he died of a heart attack a couple years after we left.

"Was Laxus okay seeing her again?"

Mum shrugged. "Must've been, they're going for a drink tomorrow night."

"What?!"

Laxus walked back in the room, ending that conversation, and Mum walked into the kitchen. Laxus and Mira were sort of okay just before we left, so I guess it was good he was making an effort to catch up with her. I'd spent a lot of time hating Mira on Laxus's behalf, but the past four years had taught me not to hold a grudge. Life throws too much crap at us as it is, so why hold onto something negative if we don't have to?

I snuggled back into the sofa, pressing my side against Natsu's . The brief conversation with my family had made it possible for this gesture to be comforting, rather than electrically-charged. Just how far would we have gone if they hadn't have come home?

I didn't want something to happen if it would just end up the same way it did four years ago. Breaking up with Natsu was the hardest thing I had ever done, and that was saying something. Neither of us could go through that again. Even knowing all that, I didn't feel fully in control. I knew if he kissed me, there was no way I could stop.

"So how're you doing?" Laxus asked.

"I'm okay," I replied, trying not to get irritated by the question.

He sat forward in the seat. "Have you heard anything from Linda yet?"

"No."

Laxus's mouth cracked open, probably to ask me why, but Natsu shook his head, effectively shutting him up. The truth was, I couldn't deal with it. It was already too much that my dad's trial was starting today. I didn't want to keep hearing about it too.