You & I

Ch.8

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"Okay, bye! Luke! Weiss!" A strawberry-blonde planted a chaste kiss on both of her sons' cheeks. "Thanks, Gray." She thanked her raven-haired friend.

"No problem. Catch 'ya later, Lucy!" He waved goodbye to his friend, whilst the kids ran in and started playing. 

Lucy walked along the streets of Hargeon. All the buses and taxis have unfortunately broken down. She walked along, the rain patting her baby-pink umbrella lightly. 'Pitter patter'. Was all she heard. Cars zoomed by. 'I'm coming..' She thought to herself. 

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A man with pale-blond hair drove in his white ferrari. He was heading to Magnolia to visit his old man, Weisslogia Eucliffe. He thought of everything. Everything that has happened. He didn't want to go to Magnolia because of the things that had happened there with his ex, Lucy. He shook his head. He has Minerva now! He's happy! She's all he needed. The raven-haired girl was pretty. He found her quite nice. Well, him only anyways. 

He parked close to his father's cafe, which was far. Since the cafe didn't have a parking spot. He groaned. He had to walk out in the rain. He put his jacket over his head. While walking, he passed by a church, in the front. There was a graveyard. He saw a girl with blonde hair, looking down. Her pink umbrella shielding her from the freezing rain. All she was wearing was a black dress, a green jacket over her. He looked at her. 'Is it her..?' He questioned himself. He shook his head. Continuing to walk his way.

The blonde girl looked back. She felt a stare digging into her back. She saw a men with a jacket over his head walk rapidly down the streets. She shook it off. Just thinking that he was a by-passer. She looked back at the pair of graves in front of her. She laid two bouquets of flowers on the graves.

"Hey, mama. Papa..," She smiled. She teared up a bit. "How are you two doing..? Me? I'm fine..It's raining all the time,huh? Lots have happened. You know Sting? The guy I told you about that I was head over heels for, then we broke it off in the worst way possible? Yeah, he's back. And....he saw your two favourite grand-children..I'm afraid he wants to take them away from me. We've been fighting whenever we fought. It's not like I can help it. We both hate each other. He's always been like that. He never seemed to have changed. Not since that time...," She wiped the tears she didn't know had rolled down. "A-Anyways! I'll see you guys again! Bye, mama. Papa...," She smiled sadly. Then, began walking.

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"Hey, dad!" Sting greeted. Opening the cafe door. An old man popped out of the kitchen. A wide smile on his face. 

"STING!" He exclaimed. Hugging his son.

"You haven't changed one bit, pops." Sting smiled warmly, embracing his dad back. The two broke off their nice hug and sat at the table. Sting was happy. He never got to visit his dad for six years because of his acting. "So, how's the cafe been doing?" Sting inquired.

"It's been doing great! Ever since L---" He was cut off when the bell of the door opened. Notifying that a person has came in.

"Sorry for interrupting..Sting?" A strawberry-blonde raised her head. Her hair was all wet. Her clothes were drenched. Sting's eyes widened at the sight of her. Though, quickly was wrapped with darkness and hate.He grimaced.

"My child, here." Weisslogia came running to Lucy. He pulled her in and handed her a towel. 

"Thank you very much, Sir." Lucy smiled. Taking the towel and drying her wet face. 

"Child, no need to call me 'sir'. 'Dad's' all right." Weisslogia patted her on the back. 

"No, it's fine sir." She looked at Sting. She gave him a small smile, which he didn't take notice of. "I just came by to hand this to you," She fished a box out of her jacket's pocket.