Fairy Tail High (Natsu x Bullied! Reader)

Sorry

It was Monday and as you lay in bed, you debate the cost of going back to school. You eventually got up with a sigh, knowing if you didn't go today it would be worse tomorrow.

You got dressed in your uniform, picked up your bag and, as usual, went to school. You had made it to your locker safely and had finished putting stuff in when someone pushed you to the ground.

Your head hit the floor and you felt tears in your eyes as you were picked up and slammed against the lockers.

"What do you think you were doing? Trying to make friends with Natsu, he's mine! Your just a worthless piece of trash, no one cares about you and never will!" Lucy spat, Lisanna snickering behind her

She punched you in the face and threw you back on the ground.

"Just die already!" she said and they both walked away, Lisanna giving your side a kick before leaving.

You pushed yourself up and closed your locker, taking your books and heading to class, uncontrollable tears dripping down your face and blurring your vision.

You made it to your class and sat at your desk in the back, putting your head in your arms and silently crying.

The period ended and you went to Math, taking your seat and listening as people talked around you. Eventually, the bell rang and Natsu sat next to you like always (assigned seats)

You had spent the whole last period crying and now you had a headache so you didn't pay attention to the lesson.

Your seats were in the back of the class so no one really noticed your tear stained cheeks.

"Y/n?! Are you ok, you look like you've been crying!"

Ok lets rephrase that, almost no one.

"I'm fine." you said quietly

The rest of the class he was silent, not talking and seeming to be distracted by his own thoughts. It was rare to see but it wasn't like it never happened.

The rest of the day carried on like normal until it ended, it was autumn and the cool breeze of winter was making itself known as you walked along the side walk, yellow and orange leaves scattered around like a messy art project.

You had a bruise on your cheek and were pretty sure there was also one on your shin and hip. Before you had left school Lisanna and Lucy had beaten you up again.

It left your eyes watery and body sore but you never dared to fight back, two against one is unfair odds. You made it to your house and walked in, dropping your bag by the door as well as sliding your shoes off quickly as you ran to your bathroom.

You shrugged off your blazer quickly and grabbed a random blade that was laying by the sink.

This time, lets hope I really do die." you thought before cutting into your skin as deeply as you could manage

You cut and cut until you felt your blood gushing down your arms, you looked and they were stained completely red, darker lines marking where the cuts were.

You felt drowsy and collapsed, you lay on your back, one arm over you and the other to your side as your vision began to blur. You faintly heard your phone ringing but made no attempt to answer it as you past out.

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You faintly heard beeping, the noise getting louder as you began to wake up. You scrunched up your face and opened your dull e/c eyes.

You looked around, confused. You were in a hospital, but how did you get here?

You looked around when the door to your room opened. You looked over quickly and saw Erza. She looked angry and worried.

"What do you think you were doing? You can't just decide to die, it's not right!" she scolded, more gently adding, " you should have told me."

You looked down at your arms, bandaged and clean, as tears pricked your eyes. You looked up at her again.

"I'm not sorry." You said

She sighed and walked to the bed side.

"I know." she replied

There was silence before you decided to break it.

"Does anyone at school know?" you asked

"Yea, there were two girls outside your house as you were taken into the ambulance. I assume Lucy and Lisanna." Erza answered

"Oh." you mumbled

"Are you ready to go home?"

"Yes."

"I'll be staying with you for a while, so you don't hurt your self more by doing things."

"Ok."

"Are you ok? Y/n?"

"I'm doing just fine."