Forgotten and Forgiveness

Chapter 1 - My Damaged Skin

I walk down the school halls in pure silence. My hood is covering my bruised and scratched face from the light. I carry my damaged books in my hands from previous falls. I'm sure I'll have to pay for them soon. I continue walking down the hallway towards my locker. It's the end of the day. He'll be standing there. Waiting for my arrival outside the building. Waiting to pull me in a dark corner and beat me to death because he thinks it's fun. 

And I will tolerate it. 

I turn the corner and people push into me, either accidentally or purposely. I open my locker door and put my books on the top shelf, then grab my backpack, and coat lined with pads so the punches and kicks don't hurt as much. I shut my locker door, and twist the lock. I try my usual escape. Blending in with the people coming out of school. Then my arm gets pulled. "Oh hey Lucy! You wanted to talk about something right?" He says. I walk with him to the little trash dump in the back of the school. Where I get my scars. 

He pulls me back into the place where we usually go, and throws me onto the brick wall. "Cause we'll talk about something." He says harshly. "Lets take that little coat off so I can see all the damage I've done." He rips off my coat, and takes scissors out, then cuts it right down the middle. I watch him. "You know if you don't say something, I'll cut off every piece of hair on your little pathetic head." 

"Hey Natsu." I manage to say. "I don't think I could hear your voice. Say it louder." He says. "Hi Natsu." I shout, or at least try to shout. I'm sick, and I've lost my voice in some places from that. "That's better. You know, you should've died just like your ugly mother." That bring tears to my eyes. "Why don't you commit suicide already? I mean, your life is terrible. You actually don't deserve a life. I don't know why you came into this world looking so horrible. Your hair makes me sick." I hold back my tears. 

He punches me in the stomach, then I fall on the ground. "Please I-" He kicks me in the back several times. "Shut your mouth. I hate your voice." He demands. "Natsu. Stop!" I yell. He keeps abusing me. Then he takes a shard of glass next to a trash can. "I'm going to make sure you remember this time." He says. He runs the shard of glass up my arm, then swipes downward. I scream. Loud. Only to the outside world it's silence. Because I never show how I feel to someone. 

He drops the glass on the ground. My arm is covered with blood. Great, that's going to be permanent. "Goodbye you worthless piece of trash." He says, turning to leave. "I hope you die in a hole tonight." He walks off, unharmed. I get up, holding my arm, then drop to my knees again. the tears start flooding out of my eyes. I stay there for an hour, crying my heart out as usual. If only you hadn't forgotten about us. About me. 

I get up with tear stained cheeks. I take a bandage in my coat, and wrap it around my arm after I apply some ointment. My legs slowly carry me home. After I walk about a mile, I arrive at me and my dad's little run down shack. I open the door. Here it comes. "Lucy! You little worthless brat! You came here an hour late! I've been waiting for dinner you little good-for-nothing hag!" Yells my father. I set down my things at the foot of the door and head into the kitchen.

I chop up some vegetables and boil some water. I'll make some soup. It will help my cold too. Once I'm done, I pour the soup into bowls and head into the main room. I hand my father his soup, then sit on the floor in-front of him. "Father, I was wondering if I could have some money for some medicine for my cold." I say, waiting for the answer. "Lucy, you needy whore! All you want is things for your own need!" Father yells. "Yes Father." I say. After he is finished with his soup, I take the bowl and head into the kitchen to wash it. 

I'm done for the night so I head to my bedroom in the hallway closet. All of my things are neatly arranged on the top shelf, and my bed sits below it. I take the book I've read nearly a thousand times out from under my pillows, then I grab my flashlight and shut the closet doors. I begin reading it until I can't. Then I put the book under my pillow, and open the closet doors. Moonlight shines through the curtains. 

I get up and walk to the door of our home. Then go out and do what I always do. The moon shines brightly in the sky, and I re-say the words I say every night. "Please, make Natsu remember me, remember us, and remember he loves me. The scars on my skin are permanent, and I want our friendship to be too. Please, make my wish come true." I say, then smile as the cool midnight air blows on my damaged skin.