He Saved Me~nalu Fanfic~

the start part 1

👆how 9 year old lucy looks like👆
Lucy's pov
It all started when I was 9. I don't understand what have i done to deserve this punishment but here i am 8 years past since that incident of my birthday I will never forget that day that horrible day that happen and ever since then my life nor have I ever been the same but it's fresh in my memories even now as this man start to beat me but I feel numb since he beat me last night.

So on my ninth birthday I had got the worst gift a child should never have gotten. The gift of death or at least as I call it. my mother collapsed during the birthday only to find out in a week late that my mother was dying and ever since that day my father blames me for her death everyday of my life even though I was just a child that just lost her mother as well and I still remember the harsh words he told me. It would remind me of everything and my very existent was unwanted and I feel even more depressed and I would cut my self two times the amount I would normally do.

As I come back from my memories of his harsh words repeating over my head like a broken record the man I once called father slammed my head against the wall at this point I given up on fighting back. As I Waited and saw the man to hurt me one more time but this time it was different instead of him going back to kicking my stomach over and over this time he leave me alone as I struggle to stand up only to fall weakly on my knees so instead of walking I leaned against the wall and Limped back to my room as I try to cover up the bruises before I go back to school my second living nightmare but just as you think I'll get a break from the beatings it only gets worse but I need to stay strong for her. I know my mother would never approve of me ever being sad or broken I need to be strong for her because she is the only person that ever believed that I was strong, I still remember her words to me that keep me going. She told me that I was the only person that can stand tall in her eyes, she told me to be brave and that I was her Rose in Winter, strong and beautiful against the harsh winter storm before she passed away, I took every beating even though it was painful for my tiny body I took it in soon I got used to it the pain it became numb and I had to find another way to feel pain to feel alive to remind me that I am still alive and I need live for her.

Well let the day begin and with that said i put on a sweater to cover the ugly bruises on my body and some ripped jeans and with that i make my way to school. Well lets see what today got in store for me. I hope something good happens for once. well all i can do is to wait and see as I continue to hope for the best.
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Well i really have nothing to said except for " let the games begin"
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