Fairy Tail Furious

Chapter 1

Yeah, well, no way in hell I want to stay in this dirty, old dump overnight anyway!" A young, blonde woman yelled with forced anger as the glass door with neon colors slammed at her face. Stomping her foot, Lucy Heartfilia squirmed with a demonic growl as she twirled around and made her way from the bar; muttering curses and profanities under her breath as she went under a streetlight, looking around to see the whole area deserted.

Brown eyes twitched, realizing that there will be no more buses coming this way until morning.

"God damn it!" Lucy practically screamed into the night, hearing her shriek echo in the otherwise silent street.

Slumping her backpack on the bench and sitting down next to it with slouched shoulders. Sighing, Lucy propped her head up with both hands and closed her eyes. "I knew I should've brought some cash for a hotel, or something... Stupid fart wanted more than a compliment from a pretty girl," she grouched. "No way would I ever go that far for staying inside the bar overnight! I'd rather sleep in the park then take my shirt off, the pervert!."

Opening her eyes, Lucy pouted and looked down to her shoes. Nothing expensive, thank goodness. Just simple, comfortable shoes with a few inches for her height that she would normally wear around during the day. Now that she thought of it, her whole outfit wasn't all that alluring... Skinny jeans and a tanktop with a light sweatshirt on, Lucy couldn't figure out how the owner of the bar would even blush when she asked to stay the night.

"Probably...my boobs," Lucy growled, looking down to her very large breasts with accusation. "Mom was totally right when she said that the women in this family have chests for weapons!" Crossing her arms over her said tools with her black sweatshirt, Lucy whimpered in defeat as she looked off down the street with a longing gaze.

'I'm not going home,' she thought with a strong voice, ignoring the very idea of looking at her phone to see if anyone has tried to call her. 'Not going home. No way am I going home...' Being twenty years-old, Lucy Heartfilia was raised in the luxury of money since the day she was born to Jude and Layla. That's what it was for her, even after her mother passed away, along with the bonus of having her father try to control every little detail of her life. What she wore, where she went on a daily basis and even being paid to keep herself amused while he went off to work. Although the helpers back at her old home tried to keep her here until things settled between her and her father, Lucy was in too much of a hurry and too angry to stop herself from packing whatever she could into her old school's backpack and leave the estate that felt more like a prison to her.

Lucy never asked to be protected by her father, nor even for his opinion. It was his fault that he pulled her out of college while she wanted to get a degree in writing and journalism. It was her dad who told her she needed to stay home, so she wouldn't get hurt in the streets. He told her that everything and everyone was a danger to the Heartfilia heiress, daughter of one of the wealthiest men alive. It got to be too much for her, actually, with all her life plans and goals to make her life more interesting being taken away by someone who should have encouraged her, and supported her...

'I'm not going back,' she thought, clenching her hands tightly to her sweatshirt. 'That's not home... That place is more hell than home.'

"But..." Lucy's cheeks reddened as she bounced her heel on the pavement, "that still doesn't give me a place to spend the night."

She really didn't have any friends (another joy of having Jude Heartfilia as a father), so she couldn't call anyone and ask to crash on their couch for a night or two. All she really needed was to find a job that can get her enough money to rent out a place... God! What am I suppose to do now?" she whined, yanking on her blonde hair in stress. "I don't have anything to my name besides him, and there's no way I can get anywhere without getting him involved!"