《A Stupid Hot Head-Natsu Dragneel fanfiction》Don't Look
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"C'mon Lucy, let's go!" Natsu exclaimed in an excited matter. I sighed and slowly walked behind him. I wore my swimsuit underneath shorts and a tank top, but I had no intention of taking them off.
"I'm coming Natsu," I sighed. He then grabbed my arm and started to drag me. I quickened my pace, trying to keep up with him, so he doesn't detach me arm. Soon, we came across a large house with many cars parked in front of it. We entered and was greeted by loud chatter coming from the kitchen. Natsu rushed us into there and announced, "Hey everybody! We are here!"
"Lu-chan!" Levy exclaimed and came to hug me.
"Hey Levy!" I exclaimed back.
"So, who's here?" Natsu questioned happily.
"Well there is me, Levy, Lucy, you, Juvia, Erza, Jellal, Wendy, Romeo, Gray, and a few others are on their way," Gajeel said while thinking.
Erza was no where to be seen, and neither was Jellal. Huh, I wonder where they are? I walked in Gajeel's backyard and was amazed. It was huge! There was a patio, grill and counter, fireplace, pool and.... A BLACK PANTHER?!
"NATSU!" I screamed and backed away in fear. What was a black panther doing in Gajeel's back yard?! Is he crazy or something?!
"Yeah Lucy?! What's wrong?!" Natsu appeared outside with a worried look on his face.
"The-there is a p-p-panther!" I yelled in fear and pointed at it. Natsu looked at it and just started to laugh. I looked at him with horror filled eyes, why is he laughing?!
"Lucy, that's just Pantherlily! Gajeel has had him since he was a cub!" Natsu said between fits of laughter. The giant cat walked up to me and lifted it's head, it almost seemed like it wanted me to...pet it. "Go ahead Luce, pet him."
I slowly put my hand out until it reached the thick black fur on top of it's head. I slowly pet it, cautiously, still afraid it was going to attack He rubbed his head into my side as I got more comfortable and pet his back. He wasn't so bad after all. Then, a big roar was let out, causing me to jump back.
"Silly Lucy, that means he likes you!" a small voice chirped from behind me. I looked over to see Wendy standing in her bathing suit, holding her cat and a small floaty.
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"Oh, hi Wendy!" I greeted and hugged her. She hugged me back then looked up at me.
"Me and Carla are going in the pool, wanna come?" she asked.
"Not today, I'm not really in the mood for swimming," I told her.
"Oh, okay," she said with a disappointed tone and ran off with Carla into the pool.
"Why don't you want to go swimming?" Natsu questioned, causing me to look down in shame. I hated lying to him, but he would think differently of me if he knew. He would think I'm weak or stupid or crazy...
"I just don't want to okay?!" a sudden burst of anger welled inside of me. Before he could respond, I walked over to a lounge chair by the pool and lay on it. Why was I being rude to him? I am the one to blame for all of this, not him. He has nothing to do with this.
"Lu-chan, what's wrong?" Levy asked, hovering over me. I sighed and shook my head.
"I don't know Levy," I said quietly. She didn't say anything after that and just lay in the chair next to me, trying to tan.
I closed my eyes, trying too relax. I heard splashes and squeals of delightment as everyone was in the pool. More people had arrived, Cana, Elfman, Evergreen, Laxus, and Mirajane. Thank god they didn't bring Lisanna! Apparently she was prom shopping with her friends. I was upset that I was the only one not swimming. Everyone was splashing and having a good time in the pool while I had to sit out. But it was better than them knowing...
I sensed somebody standing over me and I looked up to see who it was. I saw Natsu hovering over me, blocking the warm sun rays. I was about to ask him what he was doing, but I felt my body being lifted from my chair. I tried to squirm free, but it was no use. Natsu had a firm grip on me and wouldn't let go. I felt him swing me forward and water surrounding me. I quickly swam to the top, coughing and sputtering once I reached the top.
"What the hell Natsu?!" I yelled as he doubled over, laughing. I quickly swam to the steps of the pool, wanting to get out as soon as possible. I didn't realize that my shorts were missing until I had stepped out of the pool and back onto the ground. The cold air rushed over my thighs, stinging the newer cuts. I looked up to see Natsu in front of me, staring at the scars I tried so hard to keep a secret. I felt tears well up in my eyes and before I even knew what I was doing, I rushed into the house.
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As I ran up the stairs, I heard Natsu shouting things to me as he chased after me. Tears fell down my face as I rushed away from him. I found a bathroom and hurried inside of it. As I heard the pop of the door locking, Natsu started to bang on it. I sat in the corner of the bathroom, tears continuously falling down my face.
"Lucy why?" Natsu yelled from behind the door. I looked up, remembering the first time I decided to harm myself....
"Father!" I called out in a joyful tone. It was my fifteenth birthday and I was super excited.
"What do you want now Lucy?" my father asked annoyed, causing me to frown.
"It is my birthday today Father!" I exclaimed holding up a calendar.
"Oh it is? I had no clue, well happy 13th birthday Lucy, now get ready for school, I'm busy," he said in a bored tone. I nodded and left. How could he not even remember my birthday or my age?
At school, I wore my favorite dress, which was not the usual formal dresses we wore. It was green at the top and white towards the bottom. There was a white bow above my chest and a green string tied behind my neck kept the dress up. It flowed with the wind and was very lovely. To top it off, I wore a green headband and kept my hair up. I loved it, but the kids at school didn't think so...
I was always teased at school and had no friends. I didn't mesh with all the rich kids here, even though my father was rich, I was different from them. While they all chose the formal clothes and ways, I liked different styles and ways. I didn't bother me at first, but the teasing just kept getting worse and worse. Especially on my birthday.
"What are you wearing Lucy?" one girl asked in amusement.
"Oh, it's my favorite dress," I told her happily, showing it off to her.
"Why would that be your favorite dress, it's just wretched," her friend scoffed.
"Well, I like the colors and the way it flows and," I defended but was cut off.
"You are such a freak. Why would you wear lowly peasant clothes?" another girl teased. There was a great amount of people surrounding around us now. I looked down, tears threatening to spill.
"Lucy Heartfilia, what are we going to do with you?" the first girl asked, shaking her head. She walked closer to me and touched my dress. Then, she reached for my hair and pulled it. I winced in pain as she dragged my head back. The second girl came forward and started to rip my dress.
"No!" I screamed out, causing everyone to laugh. I tried to break free from their grip, but one girl just kicked me. They continued to trash and rip my dress, until I was fully exposed. I hung my head in shame and wrapped my arms around myself trying to cover my exposed skin. People spat nasty things at me as I stood there, tears welling in my eyes. As soon, as the girls' death grip on me stopped, I ran out of the school and all the way home, tears continuously rolling down my face.
That night, while I was taking a bath, I looked at a blade that had fallen out of my razor. I picked it up and flinched as it nicked my thumb. I looked at my thighs and slowly placed the cool metal on my skin. Then, I pushed down and dragged it. The deep pain took over, erasing my thoughts of the events that happened. The only thing I could think about was the pain. It took all the bad thought away. I slid the blade across my thighs a couple more times, blood pouring out of the wounds and into the bathtub. This pain was my escape from them.
And that was how I started this two years ago....
This chapter is a sad one. :'( Now, I do not promote self harm and have not done it myself. This is all just fiction writing. If you do self harm, you shoud talk to someone and get help! One a positive note, I am writing another Fairy Tail fanfiction, so check that out!! It's called The Ones Who Can See. Make sure to follow, read, vote, and comment! Love ya!-AdyLuv
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