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Chapter 19 - Two Months Later

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Before anyone could enjoy their time, two months had already passed--it was the middle of March.

Time sure seemed to rush by like there was no tomorrow, because damn, they had managed to survive their senior year thus far--only two more months left until they wouldn't be Highschool students anymore.

Gray, Erza, Natsu, Lucy, and Levy were still getting the silent treatment from Juvia, with the addition of Lyon, Meredy, and Jellal, too. The past two months had been complete and utter hell for the two groups of friends because going that long without speaking to the people who you thought made you happy was hard.

Juvia had to resist the urge of running into Gray's arms and expecting him to help because as far as she knew, he had completely given up hope in getting her back.

Plus, she still believed that Lucy and the others were the ones to make the social media page about her--which had been unattended for a while, leading the girl to think the Magnolians got what they wanted

Despite Lyon's vigorous attempts to convince Juvia and Meredy that Gray and his friends would never do such a thing, a part of him thought, maybe, just maybe, they would do something like they did to show Fioreans they were the alphas. Needless to say, he was completely neutral in the situation.

Lyon, still to this day, hadn't had a full-length conversation with the cousin of his; per Meredy's request. And to admit it, it was hard to not talk with a family member for 3 and a half months straight.

Even Jellal tried convincing his friend group that Erza and her friends would never stab someone behind their back, let alone make them feel special just to leave them in the dirt. The guy had known Erza basically all his life, and not even once had he seen Erza with the slightest bit of evil in her.

However, Jellal wasn't persuasive enough to change Meredy's mind, so now he had completely given up hope in the matter of hopefully making up.

It was all according to time now. Even with the pinkette's obvious shade towards the ones who hurt her BFF, in Jellal's mind, he was on Erza's side.

As for the Magnolian's, they had stopped trying to gain Juvia back because, no matter what they did, Meredy would be right around the corner to whisk Juvia away. They were now waiting for the perfect time - or at least until Juvia had found out she was wrong all along - to talk with the girl and possibly sort things out.

They remained far away from her territory because they knew she'd just run away if they tried to approach her. Like a fierce prey running away from his or her hunter.

Although they were basically out of Juvia's life, they couldn't help but notice how distant the bluenette was from her three other friends. They would sometimes see the girl alone at lunch, sitting on the benches outside of the lunchroom while within sat Meredy, Lyon, and Jellal, not knowing where Juvia was at.

They also observed that she was more reserved, tired, and completely shut off from the world.

Sometime in February, Juvia was sitting at lunch with Meredy, Lyon, and Jellal, with a perfectly placed Pb & J sandwich in front of her that remained untouched.

Her propped up hand held up her chin as she fixated her eyes on the plain tables whilst Meredy and the others chatted up.

Sometime in between, while Meredy had her mouth stuffed with the chocolate pudding Lyon gave her, she turned to Juvia who was especially quiet even with the talk around the topic of her favorite band "Are you going to eat your sandwich, Juvs?" she asks, her voice muffled with how much pudding was in her mouth.

"Meredy, eat your food before talking..." Jellal deadpanned, pausing from chowing down on  the school's nasty casserole, to stare at his friend like she were a maniac.

Lyon nods in agreement, placing his sandwich down on his tray "You'll choke and die, babe, if you're not careful enough."

Meredy glared at the two boys, "since when did you two become my mom?" setting the two aside in her mind, Meredy turned back to Juvia with an upbeat smile. "Are you?"

With no answer, Meredy chewed her bottom lip, moving so she was in Juvia's line of sight.

The bluenette was completely out of it, daydreaming as she stared at the specific spot she was looking at on the table "Hey, did you hear me?" with one slight tap on Juvia's shoulder from Meredy, the girl jumped and returned to reality.

"Hm?--W-What?" Juvia responded, removing her hand from her cheek which had turned red thanks to how hard her fist was placed on the certain part of her face.

With a worried look, Meredy placed her hand onto her best friends' shoulder "Are you okay?"

With hesitation, Juvia nodded her head before shifting her position "Yeah-I'm fine."

Staring deeply into Juvia's eyes, Juvia felt as if she were getting investigated by Meredy with how intense the stare was "You sure? Like, really REALLY sure?" with a head nod from the bluenette, Meredy just sighed, placing a hand on her own cheek "Whatever you say... I'm still going to keep an eye on you, just so you know."

"Alright," Juvia responded back as she folded her arms, "what did you need?"

"I just asked if you were going to eat your sandwich..." Jellal and Lyon watched the scene intently, noting something was off "It's untouched and looks sad."

"Food doesn't have feelings, Meredy..." Jellal deadpanned once more as he got yet another glare from his girl best friend, as Lyon burst with laughter.

"Shut up, Jellal...."

Juvia just shook her head no, ignoring the other conversation as she pushed her tray of food towards her obvious, very hungry friend "No, you can have it."

"FREE FOOOOOD!" Meredy squealed, immediately beginning to chow down on the saddened sandwich.

Lyon just shook his head, "slow down while eating, babe! That will also make you choke if you chew too fast!!"

With a muffled "Whatever!" from Meredy, Juvia returned to her fantasy land, totally seeking off.

On top of her seeming different, she was totally avoiding her ex-group of friends. Like, obviously trying to.

It was completely expected from the Magnolian's point of view to be completely put in the shame corner, but whenever it happened, it just seemed to leave a pang in their hearts.

Whenever Gray and the others were walking down the hall and saw Juvia walking in their direction, she would notice as well, freeze, turn her body the opposite way, and speed off.

Even on the days where she noticed their presence a little too late, Gray would wave and smile at her when she passed by as if nothing was happening between them.

Juvia would just blush, frown, bite her lip, and increase her speed by 50 every time it happened.

Somewhere in between the two months, it got to the point where Juvia wouldn't even as to make eye contact with them.

And even with Juvia, her heart broke into gazillion pieces after every minute passed by of not speaking to them. Passing by them silently with nothing to say was killing her because she dared to leap into their arms as to tell them her woahs every. single. time.

Taking something out of your life that made you happy is especially hard when there is nothing there to control the pain you feel.

Over the past two months, Juvia was mocked, teased, spoken about, and hated on by her fellow classmates of Fiore Highschool.

It happened daily. Ever since the post was shared, and spread like the Ebola disease. And especially after getting sunken in the mud by her old Fiore High friends.

Everybody seemed to lose respect for Juvia.

Even her swim team, people she would chat with on a day-to-day basis back before things weren't so messy.

Every swim practice was torture for Juvia because no matter what she'd do, there'd always be those girls leaning into each other to gossip about how Juvia's backstroke was off, or how her body stance was terrible, or even how awful she looked in their school's swimsuit.

Unlike before at every practice, Juvia purposely snuck into the showers 10 minutes before she had to go home, avoiding all chats with her fellow team members about their performance that day. She stayed silent almost the entire time after school, only talking to her swim coach if there were any errors.

Even outside of swimming it'd happen. It was at random, too, which would hurt Juvia to the max.

One day, she was just minding her own business, walking to her homeroom class after saying goodbye to Meredy, when Sting Eucliffe and Rogue Cheney rammed into her shoulders, making all of Juvia's belongings scatter from her hands onto the ground with a thud.

Juvia just glared at the two guys who had purposely ran into her before dropping to her knees, recollecting all of the items which had been dropped on the floor.

"Sorry Juvia, didn't see ya there..." Sting just laughed, walking right passed the girl, not even thinking twice about helping the poor bluenette.

Rogue also laughed along, walking passed the girl on the floor as if some spider he had just killed "serves you right for not watching where you're going, traitor!"

As they walked passed Juvia, the girl just shook her head, trying her hardest to keep the tears in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry about them..." suddenly a girl dropped to Juvia's side, quickly helping the girl with her dropped items--the girl known as Yukino Algria.

The white-haired girl, similar to the Magnolian, Lisanna Strauss, Juvia had met once upon a time, helped Juvia up from the ground as she handed the stuff she had gathered to the bluenette "They're kind of...jerks...and aren't taking your choices lightly..."

Juvia just frowned, "no one is..."

"Yukino! Stop talking to scum like her!!!" a distant Sting yelled as Yukino stood straight suddenly, smiling to Juvia.

"Sorry...the boss calls..." and with that, the too nice of a girl was off, catching up with her friends.

Juvia watched the girl run off to her friends with a smile, truly glad at least someone didn't hate her guts.

When Juvia would get hurt by another human being in front of her "backstabbing Magnolian friends" nothing went pretty.

After Juvia was out of sight, at least. Because Natsu, Gray, Erza, and Lucy would make it their own personal goal to threaten whoever had hurt Juvia.

What could they say? They needed to make sure that the person knew the next time they messed with Juvia, things wouldn't go so well.

"And I swear if I hear that you even looked at her in a certain way," Gray threatened in his cold, dark voice, as he pushed a guy up against the school walls firmly "you won't be able to walk for months. Am I clear?" his voice boomed as Erza, Natsu, and Lucy's aura glowed with anger behind him.

The guy shivered with fear, "y-y-y-yes s-s-s-si-si-sir!!!"

Gray dropped the mean Fiorean not too lightly from the wall before he stepped away from the guy "Good."

And with that, the person who had hurt Juvia was off in a jiffy.

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In February, Gray was sitting at home finishing up the last bit of homework he had, when Silver and Wendy walked in.

Wendy's hair was damp, meaning she had just come back from swim practice with Juvia.

And on top of that, she didn't look too pleased with her sibling.

"Gray Sprinkle Fullbuster!" she yelled sternly, setting down her swim bag before appearing by Gray's side, hands placed on her hip area in a sassy manner.

Gray just deadpanned, not at his sisters' obvious anger towards him, but because of the middle name she had given him "Sprinkle?"

"I've decided that's your middle name--but that's beside the point!" Silver was behind his daughter, currently in a fit of laughter at how concerned Gray looked.

"What? Am I in trouble for not saying goodbye to you this morning?"

Wendy removed one of her hands from hips to slap herself in the middle of her face, in the most dramatic way possible "No, you dumb dumb!"

Gray set down his pencil as he faced his body towards Wendy, looking at her as if she had some sort of disease "well, what is it?"

The petite 12-year-old paused for a moment. Both of her hands were now at her hips again, meaning more serious business "Why does Juvia look so sad whenever your name is mentioned?"

"What-?" before Gray could ask further questions - like you were talking about me? How sad did she look? Was she angry? - Silver jumped in with a stern voice, equal to Wendy's but in a deeper manner.

"Wendy asked how things were going with you and her," their Dad began as Wendy got all the angrier "and when she had said your name, Juvia froze and immediately frowned, changing the subject before Wendy could ask any other questions."

Wendy nodded, "So, what did you do, Mr.?!"

Gray just sighed as he leaned back in the kitchen chair he sat in, looking up at the ceiling "...It's too...complicated..."

"Complicated?!?" Wendy grabbed the collar of her brothers uniform as she pulled him close to her face, "You better start talking now or I'm gonna drag you over to Juvia's myself so you two can make up-"

"Wendy," Silver said cautiously, slowly tugging the girl away from her brother "how about you go upstairs and get changed?" before Wendy could argue, Silver stepped in again "Now. Please, sweetheart."

The girl chewed her bottom lip before turning around to stomp up the stairs to do as her father had asked.

Once Wendy was for sure in her room, Silver sat down next to Gray who had buried his head in his folded arms placed on the table "what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Gray groaned out, his voice muffled thanks to his head being in his arms.

"Gray, Juvia's a girl--a woman, perhaps. And I've been married to two of her kind--your mother and Wendy's mom." he said softly, facing towards the table with his own arms folded and rested upon the surface "I know they're complicated, and luckily for you, I have dealt and fixed many problems with them. So, tell me--what's up?"

Gray just sat in silence, chewing his own lip as all that had happened between him and Juvia ran through his head.

He had no idea of how to tell his dad, let alone be open, about everything that has been going on the past month.

So, instead of being straight forward, Gray just stood "I'm going to my room..."

Silver just watched as his son gathered his homework and headed for the stairs, and once the boy was out of sight, Silver just groaned "I thought women were the only confusing ones..."

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And now it was the middle of March.

Juvia was exhausted from everything that has gone down in her life.

She rarely found herself smiling anymore, walking through the halls at school was torture, and her situation at home got worse and worse as the days passed.

Stepping into her house on a Thursday night at 10pm, a long day of work behind her, she now had to focus on homework.

She slipped off her shoes, took her jacket off and placed it on the coat rack, and was fully content on going upstairs to change into her nightclothes.

The girl was just about halfway to the stairs when her name was called, in a groggy tone that made her eyes want to roll to the back of her head.

She turned her body slowly, heading for the direction of her Father's voice which was located on the couch.

Dave, who was laying on the piece of furniture, had a half-drunken bottle of whiskey in his hand. The way he was plopped on the couch spoke just how drunk he was.

'Tsk, this drunkard...'

"What?" Juvia asked in a tired voice, the need for sleep well laced into her vocal cords. The day at work was thrilling but miserable, leaving Juvia's body as sore as ever with how much she had outdone herself.

Dave just hiccuped, taking another swig from his alcohol bottle as he struggled to sit up "how was--hicc--work?"

Was his whiskey spiked? Just what was in that alcohol to make him actually care about his own daughter?

He rarely asked her anything, unless it was for money that he needed so he could get alcohol, just like the bottle in his hand now.

Juvia didn't have the patience to deal with her father's crap right now. She needed to quickly go to her room to finish her homework before she had to pull another all-nighter--and she did not want that. If she did do it, that'd be the 10th one since her breakup from her Magnolian Friends.

"Why do you want to know?" she didn't mean to sound so angry, because everyone knew not to give sass to a man whom was drunk. She just couldn't help it. Many things were messing with her mind--she just didn't need any nonsense going on with her father slipping in.

Dave just glared at Juvia, "what? Can I not just--hicc--know what's going on in my daughter's life?" he took another generous swig from the whiskey bottle, keeping his eyes on the girl in front of him the entire time.

It's not like he cared at all about her. It was probably yet another one of those shenanigans where he'd make her think he loved her, to then kick her to the floor.

Juvia was not falling for it "oh, I'm sorry, since when were you interested in my life?!"

Dave grumbled something incoherent as he rose to his feet drunkenly, staring right into Juvia's eyes "I do not like this attitude, missy."

"I'm sorry, father!" Juvia said in a joking manner, laughing aside all jokes "I must be so blind to everything you've done so far to hurt me. I shouldn't have said those words to you in such a rude manner, because, after all, you are my father who takes care of me! Right?!"

Juvia had no time to be having a chat with her lunatic of a father, she really needed to get upstairs.

Dave made his way over to Juvia as he sipped his whiskey, glowering at Juvia the entire way as he stumbled over his own feet "you brat..."

"There's the guy I know." Juvia said with as much hurt in her voice as she could muster up, taking a cautious step back at how dangerously close her father was.

Before she knew it, the bottle of whiskey was smashed into her leg, the shards of glass cutting through her skin like room temperatured butter. She hissed through her pain.

Juvia fell to the ground with a thud, her right leg laid flat on the floor which remained untouched from the alcohol bottle, while the left one with the gash stayed up.

She wasn't able to make up much with how dark it was in her home, but she knew her leg didn't look pretty--it was stinging, too, and had something dripping from the wound.

Her back suddenly hit the floor, bringing memories back of when that woman - whom Juvia never saw again - had done the same. She breathed heavily through the pressure of her father's foot on her stomach, screaming out in agonizing pain.

"Ow-Ow-Ow-Owwww-" her eyes slammed tight as tears escaped rapidly. She tried to survive through the pain of her leg and her father's body weight being pressed into her.

"Listen here, you little bitch." Dave threatened through slurs, smiling a sadistic smile "the next time you think to speak to me in such a tone when I'm just asking a simple question, those so-called friends of yours will not know of your whereabouts for the rest of your life. Ya hear?"

"Y-Yes!" she cried out, trying with all her might to pry her father's foot from cutting into her skin.

With ease, Dave lifted his foot up, allowing Juvia to breathe.

And as soon as his foot was off, Juvia shot up, trying to escape any other attacks Dave had in mind - which, he had many. Juvia just couldn't dodge his next attack.

With such a force no drunk person could ever have, the same foot which had crushed Juvia's lungs rammed into her lower stomach, making Juvia's dinner she had hours ago at the Café reappear, but instead of back on a plate, it was on the floor.

Dave's kick had caused massive amounts of pain and liquid to come from her mouth.

The force had triggered something in her stomach to release anything she had consumed that day. She just couldn't stop puking.

With a sinister laugh, the tipsy, out-of-his-mind, Dave walked away, and as he did, his evil voice drew out "have fun cleaning that mess up. Make sure you get every piece of glass because so help me if I find one sticking out of my foot tomorrow, you'll end up in the hospital."

Juvia sat there, holding on to her stomach as she continued to vomit up anything from inside of her. She was in a lot of pain - from her leg to the previous pressure on her lungs, and then to the kick to her stomach. The pain was unbearable.

She heaved through her spewing, pain erupting from her throat at the burning of the various things coming from her.

The acid in her stomach wasn't doing too good, because anything coming from her mouth was falling on to the floor.

Any normal person, if they ever were to barf the night before school, would plan to stay home the next day. However, that was unlikely to happen for Juvia.

No matter how much she was going through, Dave would make her go to school tomorrow--like every other time Mr. Lockser had caused Juvia to be sick.

It was already 10:30 at night, and Juvia knew that it'd be a long rest of the day.

Screw homework and sleep, because she apparently had to clean up the mess she didn't plan to make.

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Hehe, I hope you enjoyed :)

I've been sick with the flu for the past week, so I can definitely relate with Juvia in that last part.

...well, kind of...

Okay, well, "bye buddy! I hope you find your dad~!" 😂

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