Reader's POV
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing. There was nothing going through my mind. Then why couldn't I sleep? I laid awake on my back as I looked up to the ceiling in the bed that I shared. What laid beside me was a blonde haired boy that was the master of the guild Sabertooth. Sting was my two yearlong boyfriend.
Our relationship was great at the beginning, our love story seemed picture perfect. But as time went on, something never happened. It wasn't a spark that didn't ignite, it was more like a word that was never said.
Throughout our two years of romance and compassion, not once did either of us say, "I love you,"
It's not that I never felt love towards him, I have. It was wonderful and I couldn't have been happier. I just waited for him to say it before I said it. I was always cautious with relationships. I never told them my feelings before I knew they were requited.
But Sting never said it. As time went on, I started to feel like he was never going to say it. I thought that he doesn't feel anything towards me. I've thought constantly about breaking it off and finding someone that I actually mean something to them. But I can never do it, just like I can't say three damn words.
I wanted to snuggle up to Sting and have him hold me like we used to, but I've been feeling our relationship detach. I don't feel as close as I did before. He wouldn't treat me as special as he did before and I wouldn't be as close to him.
But to make matters worse, I never heard any complaints from Sting, he never made an action to bring me closer or for us to spend more time together. He never brought up the drifting between us. Did he even notice or did he just not care and is secretly hoping that it will go so far that I will leave him and he'll finally get what he wants?
A tear rolled down my cheek and I faced my back to Sting, curling up in a ball as if to protect myself from all the harm he's causing. I started to let the tears out, finally allowing myself to feel the feelings that I've locked up. My sobs became louder and I started to shake. I felt miserable.
"(Y/n)?" I heard Sting ask. He was perched up on his side, looking at me with concern. I froze from the sound of his voice, but the tears still escaped my eyes. I said nothing in return, just stayed silent and unmoving. I hoped that he would roll over and go back to sleep.
"(Y/n), what's wrong?" He asked, his voice calm and comforting. I didn't want to do it; I didn't want to go running back to Sting like I always do. This was my problem caused my him. Why would I seek comfort from him?
But I never win. I rolled over to face Sting, there was almost no light in the room, being two o'clock in the morning. But that didn't stop Sting's perfect eyesight from seeing the tears on my face. Sting looked shocked, but before he could do anything I quickly said,
"Sorry for waking you up, I'll shut up now."
Sting looked hurt by my apology. He laid down next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist and snuggled me into his chest. He was so warm and comforting, it was like a scene out of a movie. It was a picture perfect moment.
"You shouldn't feel sorry. When something's wrong come to me. I'll always be here for you." He spoke with such compassion. But guess what he didn't say. I was hoping that I would miss it, that I would be so focused on his kind words to completely miss the words he didn't utter. But as usual, I was wrong and I did notice that he didn't say I love you.
He was acting more like a best friend than a significant other. I knew that our relationship meant nothing, this was only proof. I began to cry harder, the tears spilling onto his chest. He squeezed me harder, as if to shield me from whatever was hurting me.
Even with everything he has done to hurt me, I still felt safe in his arms. I felt like he actually cared, that he hated to see me in this state. Maybe he does love me and this is his way with showing hit. Maybe he's not good with words and has to do it with actions.
"Sting, I..." I start and Sting waited for me to finish.
But what if I'm wrong, what if he feels nothing for me and is just too nice to break it off. He knows that he means everything to me. But do I mean everything to him?
"What is it, (Y/n)? Is something wrong?" He asked, being quiet and comforting as always.
"Never mind." I said before closing my eyes and going to sleep. "Nothing's wrong." I mumble before falling into the void of sleep.
There's something wrong.
It was the morning, I woke up feeling cold and deserted as usual. Sting was probably at the guild already doing paper work as the guild master. I replayed everything that happened last night, all the things that caused me to fall in love with him again.
But as alone as always, Sting nowhere in sight, like he's removing himself from my life. I had a talk with myself, like a detective going over all the clues. I came to a conclusion, bringing tears to my eyes.
We needed and break.
I got ready quickly and headed to the guild that I didn't belong to. Sure, I hung out there a lot but I was never a member. I'm not allowed to be, I'm not a wizard. I was born without magic, I guess that's why I've always clung to Sting, he had what I didn't.
As I entered the guild everyone greeted me with smiling faces and kind words. I don't smile back, I was on a mission and I couldn't get distracted. They seemed to notice and backed off. It was no mystery to the guild that Sting and I's relationship wasn't working out as well as we hoped.
I reached the doors to Sting's office. I opened the doors, there was no turning back now. I looked into the office and froze, I was beginning to doubt myself, trying to find a reason to stay together with Sting.
Sting looked up from his desk that held papers that he had to fill out. His serious expression changed into a smile at the sight of me. And there it was, he's perfect smile that sent me over the edge. My heart began to beat rapidly and all I wanted was for him to hold me and make me feel the way I want to.
"Did you bring food? Please tell me you brought food." Sting asked, his eyes sparkling as he thought of only food. My heart sank and the reason I came here became clearer. I shook my head at his question.
"Oh, then why are you here?" He asked, his smile falling. I felt hurt, betrayed. I wasn't the reason for his joy, I never am. I mean nothing to him.
"I want to talk to you about our relationship." I barely got out as I felt my heart beat rapidly out of nerves.
"Okay...?"
Here's it is. Just say it, get it over with. You can do it; it's going to be fine. You want him to get mad and sad, that means he cares.
"I think we need a break." I say quickly, looking away towards the ground. There was silence, which seemed like years but was probably only mere seconds.
"Okay."
Okay? That's it?
That was all he said. He didn't care for our relationship at all. It was a lie this entire time.
"I'm going to stay with Lucy. I don't know when I'll be back." I tried to say, holding back the tears and sobs that threatened to surface.
"Okay, stay safe."
And that was it, I left. Tears rolled down my face as I rushed out of the guild towards the house that we shared.
It was all a lie. He didn't care at all; he was probably relived that I was gone. He was probably waiting for this day for a long time. He should be happy now. He got what he wanted.
I packed my things and hopped onto a train towards Magnolia. I was in tears, sobbing uncontrollably the whole way. Even with everything Sting put me through, I still miss him. I feel regret, like I made the wrong choice.
Why am I so attached?
Knock, Knock.
Lucy swung the door open, her face facing the other way, saying some retort to Natsu who was on the couch with Happy behind her. Turning her head to see who was at the door, Lucy's smile fell and her eyes beamed in concern.
"Oh My God! (Y/n) are you okay?" Lucy asked, bringing me into a hug. It was easy to tell that I wasn't feeling my best. The beautiful mascara that brings out my (e/c) eyes that Lucy always complements was running down my face along with the wetness of tears. I looked like a mess, but I didn't care.
I only shook my head into Lucy's shoulder as she held me tighter. She rubbed my back soothingly and I already felt better. I knew coming to Lucy was the right choice.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Lucy asked, putting her hands onto my shoulders so that she could see me clearly. I only nodded, not being able to utter a word. Lucy led me into her house. It was neat and gorges as always. It looked the same from the last time I was here. Natsu and Happy were having an argument about fish as they failed to notice me. Those two always brought smiles to my face.
"Natsu, I think it would be better if you left us alone." Lucy asked quietly, holding her hand on my back as she led me to the living room.
"LUCY!! You're no fun! Why do I ha-" Natsu stopped complaining like a child once he saw me. "(Y/N)! I haven't seen you in so long!" Natsu yelled with happiness until he noticed my state.
"Natsu, you should really leave. We need to be alone." Lucy stated again, this time ushering towards the door.
"What's wrong (Y/n)? Who hurt you?! I'll pound their face!!" Natsu yelled, his fist in the air already ablaze and his face with a scowl.
"NATSU! LEAVE!" Lucy yelled, letting go of me and trying to push Natsu out. Natsu avoided Lucy and grabbed both my hands and brought me into his chest. He then let go of my hands and wrapped them around me. I blushed at his actions.
"If (Y/n) is hurt then I will do wat ever it is to make her feel better!" Natsu announced, causing me to blush more. I knew that Lucy could do nothing to get Natsu to leave, so I spoke up.
"Natsu, I really appreciate it but I need to talk to Lucy, in private." My voice was rasp and broken. Natsu seemed disturbed by the state of my voice and squeezed me tighter. He looked down to me very concerned with a questioned face. I knew what he was asking and I nodded my head reassuring him.
Natsu let go of me and left with Happy out the window and Lucy yelled at him to use the door. I laughed at them both and then sat down on Lucy's couch. I felt colder now that Natsu wasn't holding me anymore, I almost didn't want him to let go.
Lucy sat down next to me, her hand placed on my knee in comfort. She looked into my blood shot eyes with concern. Lucy has always been there for me since we were both kids. I was an orphan living in the same town as Lucy and one day when she was four she went out exploring and that was how we met. At the time I was only three and almost instantly we clicked. Lucy was always there to take care of me, being a mother. And I was there for her when her mother died and her dad became more aggressive.
"(Y/n) what happened?" Lucy asked, her voice lased with concern.
"It's Sting." I said and then I told her everything. I expressed all the emotions I had locked up and cried my heart out. Lucy comforted me through it all, hugging me, telling me everything is going to be okay and just listening.
In the end I fell asleep on her couch.
I woke up to loud noises in the kitchen. I sat up from the couch, I had a warm blanket around me and a pillow under my head. I smiled at the kindness from Lucy. I looked over the couch into the kitchen to see what was happening. There stood Natsu and Happy over the stove arguing over how to cook.
Behind me I heard Lucy's door open. I looked to see her rubbing her eyes sleepily. She wore a light pink night gown and her hair was down. She looked beautiful. I probably looked terrible.
Lucy gave me a look, asking me what was going on and I pointed to the kitchen. Lucy walked over and saw Natsu and Happy. But this time they were accompanied with smoke and a burning smell.
"NATSU!!!" Lucy yelled stomping over to him and smacking him on the head. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Lucy asked, turning the stove off and saving her apartment from a disaster.
"I was making breakfast for (Y/n)!" Natsu wined and I blushed.
"That doesn't mean you have to burn down my house!!" Lucy shouted, hitting him again and dumping out the food he burned. I laughed as the two went back and forth, yelling at each other.
"Lucy?" I asked, standing up from the couch.
"Yeah." Lucy answered, focusing on the meal she was preparing and making sure that Natsu didn't mess it up.
"I'm going to go take a shower. Is that okay with you?" Lucy nodded and I went to the bathroom and locked the door. I stripped and hopped into the shower. It was very relaxing and soothing. I needed it.
As I exited the bathroom feeling refreshed and clean, I walked into the kitchen to see Lucy put the finishing touches on the breakfast she prepared. She handed the breakfast to me and it was delicious.
The four of us, Natsu, Happy, Lucy and I spent the day roaming Magnolia, doing anything we could think of. I haven't had that much fun in forever. It felt nice to escape from all my troubles.
I felt free.
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It's about a week after I came to Lucy's and it's been the best week of my life. I've had so much fun that Sting never once crossed my mind. Natsu and Lucy did whatever it took to make me feel better and I'm am so grateful.
At the time Lucy is actually on a mission with Erza and Wendy. I was asked to join, but declined the offer to just relax. Right now Natsu was accompanying me on Lucy's couch. I was reading Lucy's novel that she allowed me to read and Natsu was just keeping company. I wasn't really sure what he was doing.
"Hey, (Y/n). Can I tell you something?" Natsu asked, bringing my attention off the book.
"Sure." I said, placing the book on the coffee table and altering my entire focus to Natsu. Throughout the week he's really been the one that's been lifting my spirits. Natsu doesn't even know why I was sad; he's never asked except the day I arrived. I guess Natsu isn't one to dwell on the past.
I've really appreciated everything he's done for me. He's made me feel safe and that I belong. He made me feel like I matter and that's all I could ever ask for. Natsu's always made me feel good inside. He always makes my heart flutter and my heart skip a beat.
As we both stare into each other's eyes, Natsu gets closer. He makes the gap between us smaller. And then looking at me with so much compassion and love, Natsu said,
"I love you."