Songbird {NaLu Fanfiction}

Prologue

What started off as a quiet breakfast, ended up as a heated argument. Sure, I said some harsh things to him, but hey, he did too! I don't even remember how it all began, it all happened so quickly. One second I'm staring at my plate, and then the next second I'm out of my seat, shouting insults back and forth, pretty much defending myself.

This must be a bit confusing for you, huh?

Well, first of all, my name's Lucy Heartfilia. Jude and Layla's only daughter, and heiress to the Love & Lucky Clothing Company. I have an older brother that moved out a few years ago, and apparently a twin brother that went missing two years after we were born. Crazy, right? My mother died when I was 10, which was seven years ago. You'd think my father would be over my Mother's death, huh? Wrong. Every day, I'm always being told it was my fault, which I don't even understand how it is!

Living in this mansion is hell.

I miss my Mother so much. I miss running around the garden with her, picking flowers and listening to her stories about mystical creatures and princesses. She even taught me how to play the violin and piano. I remember her telling me a story from when she was in high school, and how she met my father. My mother was in the music room, playing a beautiful song on the piano, and my father just so happened to be walking by, but stopped once he heard. He stayed and watched her play a few more songs until she noticed his presence. After apologizing for probably disturbing him, she started to walk away, until he grabbed her wrist and asked for her name. Since then on, they became best friends, and ended up falling in love. You probably think it sounds cliché, but I find it adorable.

When I was about 7 years old my mother gave me the nickname "Songbird" because of my voice and how quickly I learned to play the instruments.

Back to the present, I'm currently packing. Yup. Our argument clearly didn't end well, so now I'm off to live with my older brother, probably for the rest of senior year, which I just started.

With the help of my personal maid, Virgo, I was able to pack everything I needed for the year fairly quickly. I thought that leaving the mansion was going to be easy, but boy was I wrong. All of my childhood memories with my mom started rushing back to me. Once I was at the gate, I turn back and noticed my father watching me from his office window, with the same, cold look on his face. I rolled my eyes and turned back to my personal driver, Capricorn, who's waiting to take me to the train station. As we were driving out of the estate, I caught sight of my Mother's grave, and right there, a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Goodbye Mother"