Melted Ice & Frozen Water(Gruvia)

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Gray stumbled back in shock, his eyes wide at the broken picture frame on the ground.

He stepped back until he couldn't anymore and his back hit one of his four bedroom walls.
There was a burning pain on Gray's left palm, and the dreadful feeling of hot liquid running down his fingers didn't go unoticed.

Jagged breaths wracked through Gray's entire being, his body shaking lightly.

Gray slowly slid down the wall onto the floor, warm tears rolling out of the corners of his eyes.
The air grew thinner, making it hard for Gray to breathe.

Broken glass laid in front of Gray's feet, still reflecting the moonlight from the window. The picture inside the frame laid under the remnants of glass, slightly ripped from the impact.

The silence in the room taunted Gray, but he couldn't care less in that moment. He let out a loud sob, choking.
His eyes were screwed tight, feeling immense pressure as he pushed his palms into his face.

"Gray-sama!"

"Gray-sama~"

"Graaaaaaaay-sama"

"Gray-sama!"

"GRAY-SAMA!"

"G-gray-sama?"

"Gray-sama...."

Gray screamed in anguish at the voice echoing in his mind, grabbing the sides of his head.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" He screamed, a sob tearing through his body.

"How could Gray-sama?"

"No no no please stop" Gray begged his thoughts, his stomach sinking.

"GRAY-SAMA LIED TO JUVIA!"

"Please don't say that." Gray cried, bringing his knees up to his chest.

"Gray-sama, Juvia hates you."

"God no." Gray whispered, his breaths heavy as the voices seemed to be fading.
Gray's body shook violently as he was curled in a ball, his head light.

Gray opened his eyes slowly, looking back down at the picture in front of him. He felt like he could throw up at the sight, hatred for himself flooding his veins.
The picture looked newly developed, pristine. He wanted more than anything to rip it up or throw it away, but he could never will himself to.

The picture was a painful memory of his mistakes, yet it was also a momento of when he truly felt happy.
It was such a contradiction.

The picture of someone he wishes to forget is also the picture of someone he wishes to hold.