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" Blew all my friendships to sit in hell with you."

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Chapter| 11
Dignity

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|Lucy's P.O.V|

I tried not to dwell on it too much, key word I tried. It was still Tuesday–sadly–everyone was at school. Well except for me. Should I go alone downtown? No I shouldn't because I do stupid shit when I'm alone.

Who the hell would come with me?

No one that's who. I have no one.

I was so into thought I didn't notice I was already standing on my front porch. I already knew the door was unlocked. I do that often. Oops?

I desperately needed art supplies, so I grabbed a handful of money from the jar resting next to the mail basket. Multiple twenties, fives, and a few fifties were crumbled, feeling satisfied with the amount I fisted the money into my jeans.

I need to go out, do something. As much as I wanted to stay locked in my room and replay her words in my head over and over again, while I drowned myself in self pity and alcohol. I couldn't, once I start I can't stop.

I found myself twitching, feeling overwhelmed and suffocated. Badly I wanted to fall onto the floor and cry while I screamed.

Pushing everything back–along with my feelings and thoughts–I head upstairs straight into my room, I'll just change shirts.

What should it be? Tank top, T-shirt, spaghetti strap? I'll go with spaghetti strap. Pulling the hoodie over my head leaving my upper body exposed, I felt relief wash over me. It was so dam hot, the hoodie wasn't making me feel better.

With quick hands I pulled a
Creamy white colored shirt from my wardrobe.

While I was at it I changed my shoes to nude flats. Ok maybe I will go all out, it's been a while. I haven't dolled myself up for any event except for parties.

Maybe I should be a normal teenage girl for once. Letting my hair down I bolted to the bathroom.

I was quick to work, straightening any crazy hairs that stuck out, curling my hair into beach waves. My makeup bag was already on the counter. Mindlessly I worked, I can do this in my sleep. Primer, foundation, concealer, all that good stuff.

I blended the coffee brown eyeshadow then curled my eyelashes quick to apply mascara. Filled in my eyebrows lightly then applying blush and matte red liquid lipstick.

Done.

I admired myself in the mirror, how beautiful the girl staring at me looked. I need to be girly. Girly.

I wasn't in a rush or anything, I walk into my room spraying myself with some expensive perfume I rather not try to pronounce. I'll just make one call and I'll be ready to go.

"Hello?"

"Hey Gray, do you want to go downtown with me?" I already knew the answer.

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