Zeref Pov.

How could something so good go to this mess in the matter of minutes. Of course though. When can anything be easy for us? I was tapping my foot impatiently waiting outside the hospital room. Waiting. Waiting. I hate waiting. It's not fair to make me sit here questioning just what the hell is going on and if she's ok.

Her parents were sitting out here as well. They were terrified. This is their daughter. Oh Mavis, what's going on? Why is this happening? Mavis's parents had their hands intertwined, it looked like they were... Praying? Starring at their hands makes me wish things on the date didn't go so wrong. I want her here, with me.

Mavis Pov.

I thought I was feeling better, but nearing the end of my date I could feel it, a huge pain in my stomach, it felt like it was eating me alive. I couldn't hold it in and starting coughing up blood. Ha, that's not attractive I tried to joke around, trying to lighten the mood.

But I'm still scared. I've never been this sick before. I haven't visited the hospital as a patient for a long time. This just startles me. I'm a bit shaken up. But I should be fine? Right?

The doctors are all looking over me. I have no idea what's going on.

Zeref Pov.

I was completely tired by the time I got home. The doctors ushered us out of the waiting room saying they still had some tests they wanted to run over Mavis before they declared an official diagnosis. That fact seemed to just frighten me all the more.

Tests... Images of needles, tubes, and weird scans came across my mind. Poor Mavis, she won't enjoy that one bit.

I tried to place the whole idea out of my mind but it kept reappearing. What was wrong with Mavis? The question ringed in my ears. I wanted to know, but at the same time I wanted to be left in the dark. What if- it's a lot more serious than we thought.

I sat down in the corner of my bedroom. Frozen from our lack of good AC. I just stared around the blank walls, and empty space. I clench my jaw, to stop my worry.

Why was it that, things seem to always go so wrong, when I'm around?

Mavis Pov.
My head felt dizzy, and my stomach sore. I didn't want to believe anything the doctors told me. But I knew it was true.

I blinked back my tears, keeping them at bay before they came at full force.

Zeref Pov.

Mavis wasn't at school today, or the day after that, and so on and so on.

I as well, stopped going to classes after awhile. I couldn't focus anyway. I knew this would affect my attendance record and cause my grades to slip, but that was the least of my concerns.

I wanted to hear so desperately that Mavis was ok. But the more I waited for those words to make their way to me, the more I realized the May never will.

I felt myself growing weak. The questions roaring in my head. Why? That was the biggest question. Why the hell did I get myself in this mess? I should of known, no, I did know. From the very second Mavis first talked to me I knew it would only hurt me if I acquainted her. Yet I did. And man, is it hurting like hell.

I'm an idiot! A complete idiot. I did no better than throw myself at a train, with the knowledge I'd be in pain, and doing it anyway. How stupid of me. What do I even do now? I'm lost, with no clue what to do. Ugh...

Is all this, all this suffocating and drowning in fear and worry, is it all worth it. Is Mavis all worth that? Gee, I really am stupid. Of course she's worth it. That ridiculous little blonde fluff ball has done nothing but treat me with loyalty and kindness since we met. She tried to show me a different side of life, and I was just starting to believe it might exist.

Maybe... It still does. I felt my hands shake, unable to stop twitching. I really hope, she's alright.

Mavis Pov.
I have a plan. I just hope it works.

Zeref Pov.

I was laying lazily on the old sofa in the cramped apartment. Missing school, again. My aunt didn't even give a care if I was skipping, but when has she ever cared about me?

I was still in a miserable state. I was missing meals and not getting out. My body felt weak, but I had no energy in me to bother.

The phone started to ring mid day, with it's dull tone. I reluctantly picked it up, answering uncertainly.

"Hello?"

"Zeref, it's about Mavis. We need you down here." It was her parents. I felt my heart go still.

"What's going on?" I asked, feebly. There was a bit of a pause, because of our crappy phone connection.

"She's ugh, the doctors have their diagnosis. But, Mavis is refusing to talk. She wrote down that she only wants to speak to you."

OK BOY WAS THAT EVER A HARD CHAPTER TO WRITE. IT KEPT GLITCHING AND NOT SAVING OR DELETING MY WORK.... Yeah.... BUT I FINISHED!!!! SORRY FOR THE WAIT!!!! >~<