Every Reason I Loved Her- FairyTail edition

Chapter 14: Meeting Mom

Lucy looks beautiful, as usual. She's got her little black dress with the thin brown belt and her big yellow sweater and some of her favorite pair of brown boots that go all the way to her knees. She has a pair of crystal earrings in that I gave her on our fourth date. Any other time I would think that's too soon for a gift but I just saw them and I had to get them for her.

"What are you staring at?" She asks, she's got the brown almost red looking lipstick on. Her lips turn upward exposing her teeth.

"You." I admit just now noticing that I had been staring at her this whole time.

"You think this is appropriate... considering." She slips her small brown messenger bag over her head and grips the strap.

"It's perfect." I walk over to her pull her into my arms, "tonight is going to be fine." I kiss the top of her head and she presses her head into my chest.

"Promise you'll be there." Her voice shakes, her hands crumple my shirt.

"I will always be there." I promise her, I just hold her. She doesn't want me to make a million promises or declare some grand gesture. Lucy is simple, she just wants this one promise. We stand there for a few more minutes, I let her pull away first.

"Okay." She nods and smiles a smile that's not quite her smile. "Let's go."

"Let's go." I take Lucy's hand and lead her out the door.

Lucy tugs on her dress and her jacket and adjusts her purse strap as we walk towards the three steps that lead to Lucy's mom's house. There's nothing on the door, Lucy puts up a new wreath type thing for every season on our door. There are no plants, the blinds in the windows are just blinds. It doesn't look like a place Lucy would live in. I suppose if Lucy and her mom were alike Lucy wouldn't have left her.

"This is going to be good." Lucy smiles up at me, the streetlights catch her eyes making it look like she's got stars in them.

"Yeah." I squeeze her hand reassuringly. Lucy climbs the stairs steadily, her dress swaying around her knees.

"Yeah." She whispers nodding as she stands there staring at the door. "it's gonna be good." She whispers it like a wish or a prayer. Something you say to reassure yourself or a hope you're too afraid to say to anyone so you say it to yourself. I squeeze Lucy's hand again.

"This is going to be good." I say to her, pressing a kiss to her temple. She nods but she's chewing on her lip, I don't think I've ever seen her so nervous. She raises her hand to knock but she hesitates, her fist hovering over the door, her breath a little faster, a little deeper.

"It's okay." I whisper to her. She nods and her knuckles strike the door. she's not a loud knocker, she's never been but there was so much tension behind it I guess I was expecting a bigger sound.

"Here," I rest my hand over hers' "let me."

She nods, her eyes glued to the door but she lets her hand drop. I knock a little louder but still quitter than I would usually knock, I don't want to start the night off bad because I knocked too loud.

Lucy squeezes her purse strap with both her hands, shifting from foot to foot. She bounces a little, chewing her lip. I raise my hand to knock again, the door falls open just before I knock.

The woman standing in the door is dressed differently than Lucy, she's got a big necklace on and big hoops, her lips are this really in-your-face-red and her hair is pulled up into a tight ponytail. She's got this form fitting elegant kind of dress and tiny heels. Lucy loves her heels but they're all thicker. Lucy dresses much more casually but despite all the differences, they still have the same lips, the same eyes, even the slam of her shoulder and shape of her face. It's easy to see the relation between them.