~Sequel to Okay, Master Natsu. But can be read as a stand alone.~
NaLu FF!!
Join Natsu and Lucy on their adventure. With Natsu having many enemies, will their future be bright or...
Natsu's the head of the Fairy Tail mafia, one of the strongest exis...
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~Lucy's POV
I was staring blankly at the ceiling in my room, my body felt numb. I got the emotions out I stored inside.
I never meant to hurt Natsu with it. I know our responsibilities, even I have some. We can't just leave this life.
But as a mother, I want to. I want Nash to have a peaceful life without the worries us adults carries. I looked at the frame Nash, Natsu and I got a while ago.
We were swimming in the pool and Virgo suddenly took a picture of us. We were smiling brightly and we were happy.
Now when I look at Nash's look of despair I can't help but feel devastated.
I knew Natsu felt exactly the same way, the same helplessness we're plagued with.
I clenched my hands and stood up. Acting helpless won't do anything at all.
I walked to Natsu's office and went inside. Natsu had a surprised look on his face when he saw me. "You okay?"
I mentally rolled my eyes at the question. Not the best time to ask, buddy.
He put his lip in a tight line. "I know you're not. I'm sorry, I don't know how to deal with this situation either." His stone cold face was back into place. He didn't want me to see his anguish.
I walked behind him and saw that he was checking the security cameras again. "You know that won't help, right?" I asked him softly.
He was moody because of everything.
"I fucking know that."
I sighed and walked away, not mentally strong enough for his harshness now. I felt like he hasn't been sleeping the last few days. The empty cups of coffee on his desk proved my theory along with the dark eye bags.
I walked through the cells of the basement, letting my fingers move across the walls.
I ended up by the last cell. I opened it and immediately the one held captive looked my way.
"Jason," I said, confirming his name and my identity.
He looked better than first. The bruises were light red instead of purple and his wounds got cleaned up.
