Wilted Petals

🌹°~Chapter 9~°🌹

Well. Here's one letter I didn't think I'd be writing.

Dear Lucy,

I'm sorry. I don't exactly like you, but you're still a part of the guild. I want you to take care of Natsu for me. Don't hurt him and care for him. And take care of yourself Heartfilia, I may not like you, but I don't wish you misfortune.

-(Y/n)
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(Not POV)
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At the guild

"What do ya mean she's not here? SHE'S BEEN GONE ALL WEEK DAMNIT!!" Gray exclaimed as he slammed his fist onto a table; splitting it in half.

Mira merely continued to dry her wet mug as she sighed and shook her head. "I'm sorry, Gray, but y'know she's still cooped up in her room back at the dorms." She informed with another sigh.

This has been an everyday thing.
Since the first day (Y/n) didn't come to the guild, Gray had been asking around from dusk to dawn.

He's been trying to get to her for the past few days, yet no one has been informing him on her anything.

No one had been telling him anything. Not how she is. Not how she looks. Not even if she's getting treated.

Mira and Erza have just kept it plain and simple when it came to his questions.

"I'm sorry Gray, but she isn't feeling well today." Or, "Sorry Gray, but she's still feeling a little under the weather. Maybe tomorrow??" They'd tell him.

And every response had made him so so angry. No one knew anything, and no one was doing anything about it. That very thought alone had him gritting his teeth and bawling his fists.

"Mira do you even know how she's doing?" Gray asked, "Have you even bothered checking up on her? Do you even know what she's sick with? Hmm? Maybe the flu, might be a cold, hell it could be fucking Leukemia for all we know!!" Gray growled.

His fists were bawling so tight that even a blind man could see his white knuckles. He was so infuriated that he didn't notice his nails digging into his palms. The cresent shaped wounds had begun to ooze a warm crimson liquid, but he couldn't feel it. He was numb to pain right now.

Mira rolled her eyes and released an annoyed sigh. "Come on Gray, we go through this everyday. If I knew anything I'd probably tell you. Just give it a break for a little while." Mira finished as she placed down her dried glass.

'She's probably still moping over Natsu. Poor girl. She needs to get over him already.' Mira smiled to herself as a thought crossed her head. 'Or she should just date Gray.' Mira giggled. 'That'd be an ugly couple.' Mira had to bite her cheek to refrain from laughing in Gray's face.

Gray's entire being flinched when he felt a hand rest against shoulder. He sharply turned his gaze to me a familiar pair of chocolate orbs lock onto his fiery midnight-blue orbs.

"Gray. I'm going to have to ask you to please maintain a more settled composure." Erza stated firmly. Gray could see the pain that lie behind those cold eyes. He took notice to the faint red rings below her eyes, symbolizing her lack of sleep lately.

Gray took a deep breathe in an attempt to calm himself, but his effort was clearly thrown out the window when he heard an all-too-familiar voice. It was undoubtedly the pyromanic himself.

"Yeah, honestly Ice Princess, you need to cool down!" Nastu joked before bursting out into a fit of laughter.

Gray's eyes boomed with raged as he shoved Erza's hand away and stormed over to the pink-haired man. He lifted him by his collar and yanking him from his seat.