Every day was the same. Day after day Lucy waited. But to be honest she wasn't to sure of what she was even waiting for. Was it a handsome prince to sweep her of her feet and take her far, far away from this prison of riches and loneliness, or for her father to come back to his senses and be the loving, caring, man he once was? Or maybe for her mother to rise from the ashes of her demise and grant her with a bit of company in this forlorn kingdom of ice, for at the moment, she was all alone.
On mondays, wednesdays, and fridays, a tutor came. He taught her for only about 2 hours, but those to hours where a sanctuary for Lucy. But even so her young self craved more knowledge, finding serenity in the books that once belonged to her deceased mother. Back when her father was himself, he and Lucy's mother would go on for ages about how Lucy and her mother both shared the same crave for knowledge. After the passing of her mother though, no one is allowed in the library, and her father Jude get enraged whenever a foot is stepped onto the now sacred grounds.
Although this is a rule lucy knows vey, very well, she still often goes into the library, for her father had thrown himself into his work on the railroad in his dark, dingy room after the death of her mother, and would not notice anyways.
When Lucy was fifteen, she was aloud to go to the library with her tutor. Lucy was ecstatic about this new development, because not only after so long she gets to see the world, but this also means that somewhere deep, in the back of her father's mind, he did still think of her. The kind man he once was still there somewhere even if only deep,deep down. There was still hope.
It was a sunny day in april when Lucy was skipping down the estate stairs blonde hair bouncing, eager to escape her prison of solitude once more with her tutor, even if only for a few hours.
"I feel so bad for her." said the man in his late twenties, the same one who had been tutoring lucy since she was 9, to the chauffeur that always picked him up to bring him to the estate, because there were no public transportation connecting the heartfilia estate to the outside world, and the man's tutoring job, sadly, did not make nearly enough for him to be able to afford a car. "She's the daughter of the richest man around and yet it seems like she has so little." he said, shaking his head, sighing and tisking as if in sympathy.
"But really, It's starting to get annoying, cus' I've had to teach her for all these years." he's says in confidence. "I mean, I'm also like, her only emotional support. I took her to the library yesterday saying her dad wanted her to go, but really I kinda just bended the rules a bit and took her without telling anyone. If I didn't tho' who knows, she'd probably just rot away in this mansion with a father who doesn't want her, never seeing the outside world." He says af if he had done the girl a solid. "Like man, why can't he take care of his own daughter instead of pushing the responsibility onto others?" As he finished his rant, lucy ran back into the estate and back into her room, before he could see her, and her tears.
"You done now?" the chauffeur snapped after long story. He frankly did not care much about this man or his life story. He was old. He was tired. He just wanted to go home to his family.
"Oh uh yeah" said the tutor awkwardly spat while scratching his head, right before the chauffeur speed of into the distance. "Jezz don't get your pantys in a twist." he mumbled when the chauffeur left, not having the courage to say it to his face.
A father who doesn't want her. The thought ran through Lucy's head as three sharp knocks hit her door and echoed through her large but almost empty room.
Lucy didn't acknowledge it.
More knocks came, starting to slowly become more vigorous, but Lucy either didn't care or didn't notice, because all she can do at the moment is try to wrap her head around the mind blowing idea that her father didn't want her.
At last he just opens the door, appearing clearly irritated by her behavior.
But Lucy was burning, sering with anger, almost as if at any moment, she would explode. She thought she was dying. What was the purpose of her staying here? At this moment and this moment alone she finally realized,
There is no one who loves her.
And with out having a single person to love or be loved by left, what purpose was there left, for her to stay in this estate anymore, for her to live anymore?
No one was coming to take her away from this prison.
"Hello?" the tutor blurted out, now more confused and concerned than angry.
"Go away" Lucy whispered, voice wisping along with the air conditioning making her voice almost inaudible.
"huh?"
"GO AWAY! GET LOST!" Lucy's voice cracked from the presser she was feeling, her her head felt light from all the yelling, and her face was damp from her tear and sweat.
"Lu-lu-lucy I'm here to tutor-" the tutor is interrupted by Lucy's high pitched scream.
"NO TUTORING TODAY!" she bellowed from the top of her lungs, turning red as a tomato, shaking with anger and a hint of… fear.
"O-o k" the tutor nervously shook out as he felt the room. Leaving Lucy all alone once again.
And as the clock struck twelve, Lucy cried for hours until she fell into a deep slumber.
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