Wilted Petals

🌹°~Chapter 12~°🌹

Dear Snowflake,

This...this is hard to write. Gray, I'll miss you a lot. You were there whenever I needed you. You made me smile, you made me laugh, you made me cry, and I'm pretty sure you made me gain weight! And I love you for it. I love our matching shirts, our sleepovers, our arguing over the remote and movies to watch. I'll miss your laugh and your smile. One thing I won't miss is your stripping fetish! Like geez man keep your clothes on! But you were the best.

You were like the brother I never knew I needed. So thank you.

-Your Best Friend, (N/n)❤

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Not POV
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With Wendy

Wendy heaved and panted heavily as she ran heavily down the flooded streets of Fiore.

She huffed insincere apologizes when she shoved or bumped into a stranger, but never stopped running. She was on a mission.

She had her hands clasped around her worn satchel as it carried something very important. Wendy made sure both of her hands were securely attached to the satchel, making sure that the object inside stayed protected and unharmed.

The sweat on her forehead glistened as it beaded down her red face. She's been running. Running for at least 6 hours straight. But she didn't care. She didn't dare stop.

The sooner she got there meant the sooner she could cure (Y/n).

She didn't hesitate to run across FairyHills' gigantic lawn and run towards the glass double doors.

Juvia had been scanning the greenery. She looked as if she was looking for something, but Wendy couldn't find it in her speeding mind to care.

She easily weaved past the confused blue-haird woman then press a sweaty palm against one of the glass doors.

She scanned the women in the halls and strategically weaved, ducked, and dodged them all. She wanted to apologize to them, but she was on her way to save her friend; and she was also out of breathe.

"Hey Wendy! Where ya off t-" "Sorry Levy, but I'm really busy right now!" Wendy shouted as she sped down the hall.

She approached (Y/n)'s door and began heaving. She gulped down a quick breathe before digging into her satchel and pulling out a silver key.

It slipped and slid in her sweat-soaked palms as she attempted to slot the key into the slot.

"C'mon. C'mon please!" She begged. Her slippery hands were making everything so much more difficult then they had to be.

She huffed an annoyed sigh and hastily wiped her hands on her dirty navy dress before finally attempting again. After a few seconds, the door released a satisfying click before finally granting Wendy access.

She almost screamed out of happiness when the door opened and she stumbled in.

She closed the door behind her before collapsing onto the floor and gagging for air. Her body was drenched in sweat as she coughed and choked on nothing.