Hate myself Love myself

My Life (Gray)

This is my first fanfic forgive me if it's crappy. I noticed that there's only a little fanfic about GrayxClaire so i thought why not make one?

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Hi I'm Gray, this is the story of my life.

I don't remember much about my parents, I don't even remember their faces. All I know from what gramps told me is that they gave me to gramps when I was about 1 year old. As time passes I forgot they even exist heck I didn't even know I have parents. At my 13th birthday I ask gramps about my parents, I often see kids like Mary, Popuri and Karen go and have vacation with their parents, why have I never go and have vacation with my parents? Do I even have parents? Gramps was a bit confused, maybe he doesn't even know how to explain this to me.

All he told me is that my Dad is alcoholic and abusive, my Mom was often abused by my Dad and he almost abused me too and that's why my Mom gave me to gramps, 2 years later after my 15th birthday every now and then I often hear gramps yelling over the phone (It was a bad idea to have a phone at the blacksmith because of this I guess), the voice on the other hand is a male's voice and I thought maybe that was my Dad.

One day curiosity got the better of me, I asked gramps who he was talking to over the phone after he had yelled over the phone, this time he was so furious but also sad I think? (Asking this.....was a bad idea)

"IT WAS YOUR IRRESPONSIBLE FATHER GRAY!"

At first I didn't believe at what gramps have just said about my Dad. And even though he responded like that I still ask about what about to my Mom (which is a bad idea because gramps might explode pretty soon), after I finished my sentence his face saddens

"She-she....died Gray....Your father killed her...."

I don't really know if I should believe this but if this is true, I might be a bit sad. I guess I just have to find out the truth one day.

After that whole thing ended around a month later the phone rang. At first I didn't want to pick it up but then I had a feeling it was my dad who called which means I might find out the truth at that time. Lucky for me that time gramps went to the inn for a break which means, i could possibly talk to my Dad. I had never talked to him before so I was kinda excited but nervous.

"H-hello?"

"Hey kid who and why the fuck did you pick up the phone? Wheres that old fart?"

"Dad....is this you? It's me....Gray"

What he said next kind of broke my heart and my excitement just now.

"SHUT UP BRAT! YOU'RE NOT MY SON! YOU'RE A MISTAKE! YOU SHOULD'VE NEVER BEEN BORN YOU BURDEN! NOW WHERE'S THAT OLD FART?!"

Without answering his question I just hang up as quickly as possible. I couldn't believe it. Gramps was right.
And with the truth revealed I fell into depression. I hide my depression countless of times and the longer I got older the harder it is to hide my depression, gramps told me to move to the inn because he thought that it's time for me to be mature and independent and to start training to be a blacksmith as well.

That was the worst idea ever. Everybody in this TOWN knows that I have depression. The first one to find out was my roomate Kai, he noticed the cuts and the scars I had and forced me to tell him what's wrong, he told my gramps and forced me to go to the doctor.

Gramps must have known what caused my depression because when i went to the blacksmith, the phone was gone.

A year had passed and I heard that somebody had purchased the old farm. Great. One more people to be told about this whole depression of mine. I decided to ignore this and just continue working. Work everyday-get yelled by gramps-work everyday-get yelled by gramps. This life cycle of mine had also got me to be so angry like how my gramps is when he's angry. One day I couldn't take it anymore and I exploded.

"WHAT? EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT'S WRONG WITH IT! COME ON"

"What's wrong with it?! The answer is inside of you! You have much to learn!"

At the middle of our argument a voice of a woman interrupts us.

"E-excuse me-"

"WHAT? IF YOU HAVE NOTHING-"

"Gray! How dare you talk to a costumer like that!"

I quickly went back to reality and realize that the anger has controlled me.

"S-sorry" I sigh and went outside for some fresh air.

5 minutes later the girl I yelled at got out of the shop, she walk towards me and what she said next kind of surprised me

"Hey, are you okay?" I kind of expect to be yelled at by her for being rude but....insted of yelling at me she asked me if I'm okay???

"Yeah, sorry about earlier I didn't mean to be rude it's just that my gramps have been giving me a hard time, he never approves any of my work. I'm ready to quit, I feel stupid you know?"

The girl just gave me a warm smile and said "it's called TRAINING"

She made me realize something and kind of make me feel...motivated?

"You're right, I'm such a wimp. Sorry for complaining so much thanks alot, I don't get what my gramps is saying now, but I think the time will come. Just keep trying. Sorry uh..."

"Claire"

"Okay I'm Gray, sorry claire but I got to go back to work now and thanks!"

"No problem!"

And with that I get back to work this time feeling great.