Lockwood & Co.- The Broken Girl

Heartbroken

Lucy's POV

i couldn't stand staying at the Agency... I was too much of a danger to everyone. 4 months have past since I split up. I haven't kept in touch or seen them at all. I don't want to see Lockwood's upset face again...

That killed me inside.

Lockwood & Co. had gotten worse without me. I read the news paper recently- usually sadly as I know George reads them- to find that they have been declining most cases. Now they will soon be going out of business

Lockwood himself hadn't been seen outside, it is said all the curtains are shut and doors locked. I don't know myself, since i refuse to go back. I would be lying if I said I didn't think about him...

The hollow boy. Yes it wasn't real, just a Visitor messing with me, but what if I was the cause of his death? What if...

No. He wouldn't. George and ugh, Perfect Holly would stop him.

I have probably the worst job for an ex-agent. Rapier lessons. It was rubbish pay; but it was enough to keep me alive.

I bet everyone would think that with my amazing Talent I would have joined another agency or had a nice place to live.

Nope... I actually have no where to live. I'm on the streets relying on my job for food. My clothes are torn, hair messy, rapier half broken. Living out here is so dangerous.

On more than 4 occasions, I was almost ghost-touched. I barely get any sleep, 4 hours every 2 days is like heaven to me.

Bags are staying under my eyes, I'm getting more and more exhausted. I just want to be in a nice bed...

I only have one company. One that I regret.

The Skull.

Luckily, it's more quiet than normal. Probably because it is bored, like me...

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Rain started that night. Luckily, it's safer from Visitors due to moving water. Unluckily, it was a sleepless night for me.

My black shirt is cut and badly torn, showing skin on my torso and cuts that are mainly on my chest and stomach, which can be seen. The rain makes the said shirt cling to my rotten skin. Black skirt and leggings were in a similar state, legs are cut and leggings show it. My left hip is quite visible as well as my knees. Souls of my shoes are coming apart and the outside is all rough and scruffed. Hair is more of a tip than it ever has been...

All-in-all, I'm less beautiful. Well, I never had been.

I think Flo is more beautiful than me, and that says a LOT.

Go see Lockwood again you idiot. At least you'll look and smell better.

I was too exhausted to argue... I barely spoke due to my vocal chords being damaged a month ago from a poltergeist going to attack me. I was nearly Ghost-Touched if it wasn't for a man, whom I didn't catch his name.

I started panting when I tried to stand, my rapier was used more of a walking stick then a ghost-fighting weapon. The hilt or guard is broken, so its basically just a long thin sword than a rapier. Since the hilt is a key part of it.

Take me with you! You could easily die! please!

I didn't have a choice. My backpack, which the skull was in, had my blanket, which I needed, though it was probably wet.

When I was in Lockwood & Co. did you see me happy to go into the Archives?

If you said yes then you don't know me.