This will be a very dramatic chapter.
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Juvia's POV

"Can I sit?" He asked.

I just nodded and let him. When he did, I can smell his perfume already. It still hasn't changed...

This is awkward. Imagine, sitting with your ex after 7 long years and in a bar? And you're both wearing a formal attire. And heck, I even told him that I hated him and that I like someone else now. What does he think now?

"So..." He started and made me flinched. "How's it going? I mean, how are you?"

"I'm good. Yeah, I'm doing fine." I replied and continued on drinking. "I heard you're going to get married, right? Congratulations."

Now I sounded like a jealous ex-girlfriend.

"Married?" He asked and thought for a moment. After he did, he clicked his fingers. "Oh, that fiancee thingy. Yeah, I think so..."

It's finally confirmed.

"How about you? You're married now, right?"

"Huh? Me?" I pointed at myself. I snorted. "No, no. I'm still single."

"Oh." Was all he could say.

"Want vodka?" I asked him and pointed at my bottle of vodka. He politely refused and just said thanks. I just shrugged and continued on drinking. There was a moment of silence for like, 15 minutes and suddenly, the music changed into:

"Versace on the floor"

And the couples started dancing slowly. Of all songs, why did it have to be this one? Seriously.

♪ Let's take our time tonight.
Girl, above us all the stars are watching.
There's no place I'd rather be
In this world.
Your eyes are where I'm lost in.♪

Ugh.

I decided to break the ice. "Gray... Do you resent me---"

"If this is about our time when we were dating in high school, then just stop." He said and sighed. "It's not that I'm affected and all but... We were so immature at that time. We should just... Forget about everything, all of that. Right? It's better."

I gripped on my glass of vodka a little hard and I gritted on my teeth. "F-Forget? Are you telling me to forget everything we've done together? That it was all a lie?"

"No--- Well, technically yeah." He said that cleared his throat.

I felt the tears in my eyes were about to fall but I stopped them. Is he acting like this because I broke up with him? He doesn't even know the whole story but if I tell him that then... It would look like I'm desperate to have him again in my life.

Do I still like him?

"Juvia? Are you listeni---"

I started slowly. "If you think that I can forget the times we've been together, forget our first kiss, forget about our first meeting, forget how it all started, forget about the time you confessed to me, the time when we were in Paris with our parents, forget our first date, forget everything! Then you're just a stupid jerk."

"What are you saying? Weren't you the one who told me that you hated me now?" He asked in disbelief.

"You don't know anything!" I shouted and put my hands on the table a little loud, making others to look at us. I started shivering from guilt and anger. "You don't know... Anything..." I lowered my head for him to not see my tears, my stupid tears. "Memories are meant to be remembered, not to be forgotten, for your information, Mr. Fullbuster."

"Why are you talking like I was the one who ended our relationship?" He scoffed and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter who ended it or not. Even if we don't have any feelings for each other now, we shouldn't forget that we had something special." Damn, what am I saying? Is it because of the vodka? "You just can't make a person forget about everything you did with her, okay?? I can't believe you!"

I kicked the table once in anger and I'm glad that it didn't fall. I stood up from my seat and left my vodka and Gray in the table. I could hear him calling out for my name but I didn't turn to him or stop.

I don't have to.

I know that this is all my fault but... It just hurts so much when he told me that we were immature and we should forget about literally, everything!

Wait, why am I so affected? I thought I got over about this situation.

Do I still really like him?

Move on, Juvia! I can't believe you! I can't believe myself!

I continued on bumping into people who're dancing and all and I didn't say sorry to them. I need to find Lucy and tell her that I'm going now. I can't stay here as long as he is here. I'm just mad at him for saying that.

"Hey, Missy!" Someone suddenly held my wrist. Maybe it's one of those I bumped into.

"Sorry." I said and tried to get away but he still continued on holding my wrist.

"Juvia? You became even more beautiful than ever!" I looked behind me and it was one of the guys back in high school who used to do stupid things and he was always at the guidance office.

"Let me go, you jerk!" I shouted.

"Come with me, Juvia. You're single, right? You're not with Gray anymore, right? Come with me and we'll do something you'll enjoy." His eyebrows wiggled and pulled me closer into his chest.

"Stop! No!" I tried to push him but he was too strong. And he smells like alcohol! Drunk people these days.

"Let her go."

I stiffened at the manly voice I heard. How? Did he follow me here?

"Oh, Gray. What? You're not together anymore, right? So I can have her." The guy told Gray.

"Sure, we're not together anymore but you don't have a right to rape her." I felt another wrist on my other hand and it pulled me away from the drunk guy.

He pulled me faraway from the drunk guy and who knows where he'll take me. My head started hurting. The vodka is starting to have an effect.

He stopped his tracks and let me sit at the table where we were sitting earlier.

"Are you really out of your mind, Juvia?! How can you go off like that?! You know that this is a bar and everything happens in here! What if he really took an advantage of you and nobody saved you like I did, huh?!" He started lecturing me about this and that but I didn't listen to him.

Oh no... I should stop this. My feelings might come back...

I'm being a coward again but this is for the best.

He needs to be happy...

"Why are you scolding and lecturing me, Gray?" I asked. "You're not my boyfriend anymore so you don't have any right to do that."

"Then as your friend, I---"

"Are we still really friends after everything that happened?"

"That's why I'm telling you earlier that we should forget about everything and---"

"Is that really the reason?"

"Juvia Lockser!"

I'm really drunk now and I could think straight. My head is hurting too. I shouldn't have drank too much vodka. Too late, I guess.

"You know what, Gray? We're getting nowhere with this talk. You and I don't have anything to do with each other now. Still, we shouldn't forget about our memories with each other. And, you should stop acting like you're still my boyfriend when you're not anymore. My life was better after you disappeared for 7 years. 7 long years. Sure, I did like some other guys and funny, I didn't date them... Now, why did you have to suddenly appear again my life, Gray Fullbuster when everything's okay and good now, huh? Answer me."

I'm sorry Gray but this is for your own good.

His eyes were covered by his bangs an let out a fake chuckle. Yes, it was a fake one. After chuckling, he finally looked at me in the eyes for the first time today. It was full of... Undescribable emotions. The music around us got louder and louder. But despise that, I can still understand what he was saying.

"Did you become a rock? Did you know that I had an emotional disorder for 5-6 years? Yes, it took that long for me to move on from you. But despise my condition, I still continued my career and my relationship with Ultear. I even skipped my meals for a month and I don't know how I survived. You know what? It still really hurts. It hurts here." He pointed at his heart. "The pain is still here, Juvia. I thought it had gone away but after meeting and talking with you today, I realized that it's still here. That's why I told you earlier that we should forget about everything we had together, our past."

"But I also realized today that even if we did really forget about it, the pain would still be here. It became a scar, Juvia. A scar that would never go away. It hurts, it really hurts. Sometimes, I would wander around my office, about what I have done to you? Was it something that bad that I made you hate me and love another guy? But after thinking, nothing came up. Nothing... But happy times with you."

Something unexpected happened. And made my heart stop.

There were tears in his eyes.

"I don't regret loving you, Juvia. I don't resent you. I don't hate you. I just hate myself for making you hate me and love see someone. Even now, I'm still wondering what I did to you. Even if I don't really remember what I did, I want to say sorry to you, for that. I'm sorry that I couldn't remember. I'm sorry for doing that to you. Though, I'm not asking you to come back to me because... It's confusing. I feel so confused now. Why did it have to end like this?" He wiped his tears and pauses for awhile. "And rain is falling from my eyes and I forgot my umbrella." He wiped it again and looked at me.

"I just loved a person too much that it hurts this much too. I was busy loving you back then that I forgot to ask myself, how would it feel if suddenly, we break up? Because I thought you were the one, Juvia. The one who'll be at my side forever. The one who'll take my last name. The one who'll be the mother of my children. The one who I'm going to love every day, until our last breath." He wiped his eyes again.

"Juvia, thanks for becoming my fake girlfriend. Thanks for being there when I need you. Thank you for becoming my real girlfriend. Thank you for loving me unconditionally. I'm really sorry for hurting you in the end. Please don't blame yourself for what happened. I'm the one you should blame. I hope you can find true happiness and now, I'm going to disappear from your life. Not for just 7 years but forever. I'm sorry for reappearing into your life again."

He smiled through his tears. It was a sincere one, not a forced one. He showed me a smile that I thought I would never see again. "Good bye, Juvia Lockser. I hope you'll find true happiness with your future husband. Thank you and I'm sorry for hurting you."

He finally turned away and walked towards the big crowd, leaving me speechless.

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What have I done?

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