A Rain Woman, A Waitress (fairy tail gruvia fanfic)

When I was a kid, I dreamt of a fairy.
She had long flowing hair, with a pink dress.
She talked to me, told me stories, about a group of wizards who fought demons, dragons, foes and magical beings. She was real. I stood by that fought for years. I had the same dream every night. Everyone thought I was crazy. I grew up. Fairy tales don't exist.

When I was a kid, I stared out of a window into endless rain. I was waiting for someone to save me. Waiting for a chance to breathe air that wasn't tainted by my own curse. I never belonged even when I was 'saved' everyone thinks I'm crazy. I don't belong here.