A Pretty Revenge. (A Fairytail Fanfic)

Chapter 27

(Obsidian's POV)

Running up the stairs, remotely followed by Aella and Nico who had finished taking care of our 'guests', I tried making my way to y/n's room in the most quiet and quick manner possible. She is probably crying right now...

Facing the white door, I slightly pushed it to see if it was locked and the narrowly parted door was enough for me. Entering slowly and carefully, my heart broke at the sight of the figure leaning against the wall, with shaking slumped down shoulders, hands up to her face. She is crying so hard but I don't know what to do. So I did the first thing which came to my mind. Advancing with slow steps, uncertainty creeping in, I wrapped my hands around her, back hugging her.

(Y/n's  POV)

I don't know what took me over. I suddenly can't stop the flowing tears. I can't stop the guilt or that brewing emotion of emptiness in my heart. I feel empty again, I completely lost my self control again. I just hope nobody sees me like this.

This, is when I felt strong arms around me, locking me tightly to the person holding me. As if me being devastated isn't enough, I'm having a mental break down now. Why. Just why. I think my heart stopped for a second there and my mind went blank. You see, I am a very sensitive person, especially when it comes to physical contact. Quickly turning around and burying my face into whoever's chest was capturing me, I instantly prayed he or she didn't see me crying like this.

Although it took me over a minute to realise it was Obsidian I did realise it. Desperately wriggling, I tried and repeatedly failed in getting out of his grasp. I even tried pushing him away but with my hands busy in hiding my face and my long since yeeted away confidence, I couldn't do it and completely stilled. I really trust him but I never opened up to someone.

"You know, it's fine. You can trust me. I'm right here. With you." His voice came out barely above a whisper but I heard it. That's when I literally broke, emotionally and mentally as I cried hard, my shoulders violently shaking and walls crashing down, soaking his soft shirt more with each tear.

Suddenly, I didn't feel suffocated and lightly lifted my head to see that we were in a garden, our back resting on the rough trunk of the oak tree, under the calming shade. My legs gave out and we both sat down, me more huddled up in his arms than I already was. We just stayed like this. He kept silent as I cried uncontrollably, probably even nagging about some things but when you're at a high stage of embarrassment, nothing really cares. It's only the moment which matters.

I hate him for knowing me this much.

(Obsidian's POV)

Hugging was a good idea. I'm really proud to know that my brain works from being under heavy pressure. Initially, she stopped moving and I was seriously worried but when she turned and snuggled up more, I felt relieved. (A/n: Nahhh you only love the physical contact.😂) But when she started wriggling her way, things became hard. I tightened my grip on her, making sure not to hurt her in the process when the door creeked a little again.

Glancing back, I saw Aella, followed by a panting Nico who came to a complete stop when he saw us. They looked at y/n and I signaled them to go. When they did, I made another attempt to comfort the crying girl in my arms. Lowering my head, I slowly whispered that it was fine and that she could trust me. That triggered something in her and she sobbed hard, starting to shake violently. Maybe she feels suffocated.

I'm glad I even took time to learn teleportation magic, because this is why, we managed to arrive at the garden in the blink of an eye, precisely under the shade of an old oak tree. As fair as I remember, she's always love being in nature, especially in the shade of big trees. She slightly lifted her head to scan the place while I got to see her red eyes, puffy cheeks, overall swollen face and pouty lips. How can she still look this cute.(A/n: No you dumbass, this is the part where you have to say a cheesy or cringy line like how you want to kiss the pout off.)