If My Love Is Suicide (Nalu)

Chapter 20

Author's note IMPORTANT!!!

So I really wanted to ask the readers about what they think of me writing in first person. Do you like it when I refer to Lucy as 'I' or 'me'? Or, would rather me refer to her as Lucy, still giving her perspective like you might read in other books. Do you have a preference? I will continue updating for maybe a week until I do what the majority of people want so that people who don't read right away or busy maybe could give me their opinion. I still will be updating in the time as first person.

Question of the day time!!! If you had to lose one body part what would it be? (This means actual body parts so you can't say something like 'my bellybutton' or 'fat')

For me I think both of my answers can be really stupid but whatevs. I already have bad eyesight (I mean in one eye it really sucks) so maybe that eye. The reason is stupid but I like the look of eyepatches. A lot of normal people don't but I watch to much anime XD. In the end it would probably suck. I would also make sure to get a glass eye so you know...

Another choice would be to lose and arm, now that is only if I could get a prosthetic arm (mechanical) that I could move. I wouldn't be able to do it if it looked awful. Yes... I am a fan of Full Metal Alchemist. Violet Evergarden also has a great one. Anyways I love my hands and do everything with them so if I couldn't move as well no thanks. (Yes I know it would be like impossible to find that but I did think about it once.) then it would be like I had the same arm but it looks cool and beautiful, (not that I don't have a beautiful arm, my arm is actually a very sexy arm c;)

Alright, let's get started... and please don't hate me because I got a really attractive arm.

Lucy's P.O.V.

I woke up next to... Natsu? oh, right I went to his house. I looked out the window. Shit, it's already night. Dad's going to pissed, well if he's home. I ended up stumbling and fallingg off the couch waking Natsu up.

"L-Lucy?" He whispered, rubbing his eyes. After sitting up, Natsu looked around to find me on the floor. "N-natsu I need to head home." Natsu looked at me seeming a little sad.

"Okay, I'll walk you home." No, I can't just walk. I need to run, and I can't drag Natsu into this.

"It's okay." Natsu seemed a little upset once again from my response. "No, I can't let you walk the streets at nigh-" I ran at of the house in a rush before Natsu could say anything else. "Thanks Natsu!" I flashed him a smile before running down the sidewalk.

I know I shouldn't have done that but I can't drag him into my problems. I hope he took my smile as a message that I still like him. (not that kind of like.)

I sprinted down the street heading to my house. There I recognize my street so I didn't have to worry about finding my way through the dark.

Time Skip

I made it all the way home. Honestly, it was tough. I creaked the door open slowly to see if my dad was there.

That's when I heard his booming voice. "WHERE WERE YOU, YOU BITCH!" I stood there silently, scarred out of my mind. No, I can't say anything. I won't let him win.

"Not only did I get a call from your school saying you were absent for a few classes, but also you come home this late! Is that how you treat your father!?!" I stepped back against the door shaking.

I almost groaned out in pain as he pulled my hair so that I could look at him. Then my father dragged me (still by the hair,) to the basement. 'Shit!' The basement was dark, cold, and made of stone, which is also where he stored his 'tools.'

I smelled the dust, bleach, and the faint smell of blood. I remember the first time I was punished here...

Flashback

Mommy and I were walking home after shopping. Her faced seemed to scrunch a little as she starred at a few men. "Come this way sweetie." My mother whispered pulling me by the hand.

"Mama is somthin' wron?" (Mama is something wrong). My mother gave me a smile and shocked her head reassuring me. we ended up running all over as it was dark. I got nervous because when I looked back I could see the men.

We were in a rural town so there was really no people around. Layla, my mother, ended up guiding us into a dead end. As the men appeared she turned to me and tightly grabbed my shoulders. "Sweetheart?"

"Mm."

"I... I'm going to do a very cruel thing." I got confused. My mother was never cruel.

"But mama ish vwery kwind. Swe neva do anytin' bad!" (But mama is very kind. She never do anything bad (I know that it is incorrect English it's because she's little.))

"Wha.. wha-chs a mwatter mommy? Dwid I do somethin' bwad?" I began to cry. (What... what's a matter mommy? Did I do something bad?)

"No Lucy my dear. You would never make me cry! I love you!" That was the last thing my mom said. I didn't know until after I saw the men kill her.

It started with a knife but I saw so I bit the man. He had on these weird gloves and I couldn't see who he was because of his clothes. "Shit! That little brat!" The dude said cursing. The other guy ran for the knife so I grabbed it.

"L-lweave my mamma alwone!" (L-leave my mamma alone!) The guys laughed at me. I was then shoved at the wall and dropped the knife.

I don't know if I got knocked out but everything at the time was blurry and didn't make sense. I sat up trying to stand. I then regained focus.

They men were gone and there laid my mother on the ground. I sobbed.

"Mamma wake up! Wake up!" I shook her over and over again although my tiny hands didn't apply enough force to move her to much.

Time skip (still flashback) (at home after Lucy was 'cleared' of all charges)

"Dwadda! Dadda!" I yelled tears spilling out of her eyes.

"Dwose mwean men took mamma! Gwet her back!" I clutched his clothing shaking.

That was the first time my father punched me. "murderer!" He yelled kicking me to the basement. That was a first too. It was also the first time my dad abused me.

End of Flashback

He slashed me too the wall making me recall the situation I was now in. I repressed the urge to grunt in pain as he left closing the door. I had a brief hope that it would end with the punishment of just sleeping in the basement... I'm an idiot.