Author's Note
Hello my beautiful readers! A stupid storm hit so we have the power out. You know what that means? It means that my house is freezing!!! It also means that I can't charge my electronics or use the internet. I'm not going to get all into the difference between wifi and cellular data, just know that at my house both don't work.
So that means I couldn't really write cause my computer was dead. So how am I writing? My family is actually staying at a hotel, can you believe it? I feel like some stuck up snot nose kid. My dad needs electronics to work and I don't want to die of hypothermia or starvation or dehydration. I just kinda don't want to die, so I'm here.
It is also exam week next week so I literally only got a tiny bit of time to study because everything is online at my school. So that's how my weekend has been.
Okay question of the (not day anymore) week!
What inanimate object would be the most annoying if it played loud upbeat music while being used?
A coffin
"DING DONG the witch is dead!"
Yes I stole that idea.Okay sry sry. Here is that chapter you have all been waiting for (hopefully c;)
Aquarius's P.O.V.
Lucy... I slammed my hands on the desk shoving my pens, papers, and trinkets on my desk to the ground. People probably heard the smashing in here but hopefully they thought it was an accident.
I picked up the broken pieces of my mug that was holding my pens and ended up cutting myself. "Shit," I cursed, dropping the piece and squeezing my hand. I then turned it around to inspect the wound. It was pretty bad. I picked up the rest of the stuff with my other hand, holding the injured hand upwards so I wouldn't make more of a bloody mess.
I finished, taking bandages from the first aid kit and wrapped it around my hand. I just left the broken mug there for now because I was pissed. I held the end of the wrap with my mouth grabbing those special scissor thingies and cut the bandage. I used medical tape to finish the job then put everything back.
I walk out to see the students silently whispering but once they saw me those brats parted and became 'perfect' little kids standing in a line. They saw my bandage, that was by now a little bloody, and started whispering.
"What are you brats looking at?!?" My voice boomed. "Get dressed and get your asses in the pool and give me some laps before I cut you!" One was brave enough to come up to me, it was Natsu. "What about Luce?" He sounded very concerned.
A nickname? Pathetic little children, heh. "She had a doctors appointment." I glared at Natsu to make sure he got the point. "Can I-" He continued. "Get in the pool, now!"
"I wanna see 4 sets of 4 laps freestyle, backstroke, 4 breathstroke, 4 butterfly. Go go go!" Most jumped in the pool, some still needing to get dressed.
Lucy's P.O.V.
I ran out of the building and headed towards the main hall. I was greatful that no one was here sense there was class. I crept to my locker grabbing my makeup bag, then headed to the bathroom just incase someone saw me. Incase they came into the bathroom I hid in the stall.
I dried my face of with a mini towel from my bag and grabbed a tiny mirror. Looking at it I saw how ugly I really was. I tried my best to be strong a just ignore it.
I mean why should I be crying now? It was reasonable to cry because someone just tried to kill me, but I felt as if the tears in my eyes were because as I looked in the mirror I saw how truly hideous I was.
I put my foundation on making sure nothing on my face was visible. I don't know how to deal with the my scars showing because of my sagging sweater. The foundation wouldn't do much, not to mention the water didn't really help.
All I can do is hide here tell I'm dry and if I need to I'll apply makeup to make it less visible. I wonder if Natsu is looking for me, I'm sorry Natsu. This stall reminded me of that moment with Erza. I wanna make up with them as soon as possible. Listen to what I'm saying, this is so not like me.
I continued to wait for my sweater to dry. I decided to take my sweater off and hang it on the stalls hanger (like those hook things they have on the door) while drying my skin. I tried squeezing as much water out as possible and then fanned it.
Oh god I've missed so many classes, what if Natsu's mad? Or worse, what if he's been worrying this whole time? I applied makeup to certain areas of my skin just incase, and then put on my sweater, which by the time was lightly damp to do me beating the crap out of it over and over for hours.
I need to put my bag in my locker. After that I headed to the cafeteria (it's lunch) looking for Natsu. He's not here... Maybe by the tree? I sprinted over there where I found Natsu sulking.
Natsu... I'm really sorry. Were you like this the whole day? I'm supposed to be a friend yet I gave you this pain. Tears started to spread to my eyes. I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry1
"Oi luce! That you?" I'm sorry Natsu. "So you're okay!" I was then engulfed in the warmth of Natsu's heart as he hugged me. I looked up to see him... smilling/
"W-why... why are you smiling?" He looked confused by my question as I continued, my voice rising. "After I made you worry... all this time, how can you smile l-like that! You should be angry! you should-" Natsu pat me on the head stopping me.
"I'm always going to worry Luce." This shocked me.
"If that's the case the I should-"
"-cause were friends and if I don't worry then I couldn't hope for the best either. And you were worried to, right? You were worried about how I felt, right? So it's okay! Right Luce?" I felt as if my mind was blown. All my nerves calmed in a split second.
"Mmm!" I said nodding my head. I wiped a stray tear and smiled at Natsu. "S-so the rest aren't coming Natsu...?" So they really believe I'm a murder... huh.
"No Luce it isn't like that. All of them got in trouble as a group with a teacher and they have to stay during lunch. Even before I talked to Lissana they said they believed in you, so don't worry, okay?" Natsu's words were really reassuring.
"Luce, want to come over to my house today?" I nodded. I really am not in the mood to face my dad right now and it sounds fun.
We continued to talk until the bell rang. After that we headed to class sitting next to each other. Classes speed by quickly. Sometime Natsu would make funny faces or try to immitate the teachers and I'd have to try not to giggle.
I couldn't believe how much I changed because of Natsu. I was more confident, happy, and stuttered less. I thought back to the bathroom and the mirror... confident, huh? I wonder what Natsu thinks about my looks. He probably sees me as ugly to, just like everyone, just like me.
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If My Love Is Suicide (Nalu)
FanfictionLucy Heartfilia, school nerd. Nastu, school playboy. Two totally different lives that some how intertwine. Lucy is the schools laughing stock. She deals with depression from her mothers death and her fathers constant abuse. What happens when Natsu c...