More than Human
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Chapter 1 'Monsters'
I stare up at ceiling while lying on the floor. I think about nothing. I lay there like I'm dead. This gives me peace.
"LUCY! GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE!"
I hear my Father shout from down stairs. I slowly get up like a living corpse. I walk down some stairs out of the attic that is my room. I walk down the main stairs to get to the living room. I see my mother sitting on the couch, rubbing my sister's head with delight. I guess she did nothing to earn praise again. My father stands in front of the fire place and glares at me.
"What were you doing?" He spoke harshly.
"Nothing." I reply.
My mother frowns from looking at me. It's always been like this. I was born as one of 'Them'. My Parents hate me for that. No matter how hard I tried, they never show an inch of love for me. My Twin sister, Emily on the other hand, they treat like a princess. She did nothing at all to get their love. I eventually gave up knowing no matter what I did, nothing would change because I was one of 'Them'.
"Tch. Why did you have to be our daughter?" Father spoke again.
"Father, did you need something of me?" I ignore his comment.
"Yes well we have good news. We are sending you off to a boarding school, for people like you."
He means Monsters like me.
"Sister is being sent away?" My sister asks.
"Yes. To a school called Fairy Tail academy." My mother answers her.
They were all so happy that I, the nuisance was leaving.
"You will pack up your things immediately and will be leaving tomorrow. Got it?" My father states.
I nod and go back to my room. I hear my parents speak.
"If only she wasn't born! Why was one of those things born into our family!" father growls.
"Honey, it wasn't her fault." Mother softy speaks.
"Don't be kind to her! It is her fault! For being born one of the monsters! She is not part of our family, she is an outsider." Father concludes.
Tears welled up in my eyes. I know I shouldn't be crying but it still hurts. It hurts that my parents don't love me, that they don't care, and that they are sending me away.
"Lucy?"
My sister pops up through the entrance to my attic room. I wipe my eyes and look at her. She steps up and stands before me. She scans my tiny room with her eyes almost laughing at what a dump it is. I am sitting on the sheets on the floor that was my bed and she comes and sits next to me.
"So, you are going to boarding school." She broke the silence.
I don't say anything.
"This is good. You can be whatever with people like you there."
Again I don't reply.
"You won't have the pressure of family."
I stay Silent. She, who has had her Parents love since birth, does not understand.
"And you won't have anyone yell at you."
She's never been yelled at, ever. Even when she done something bad, they only praise her.
"C'mon Lucy! Say something! Here I am trying to comfort you and you don't accept it! You are acting like... like... like you! You know, it's your fault for being born one of them. You know, you're lucky Mom and Dad didn't ditch you when you were young!"
I watch my sister with an identical face to mine or so I think, I haven't looked in the mirror for months. She yells at me about things she doesn't get. I could do anything she could do. The only difference between us was my 'Ability'.
"Sometimes you are so ungrateful to them! Sheesh no wonder they are sending you away!" Those were Emily's last words before she left the room.
I decide to pack up the little things I have. I pack it all into a small bag I've had since I was little. I came across a small bottle that contained mango scented shampoo. My mother gave this to me when I was little. It may be small but it was my first gift so I treasure dearly.
My mother is different from my father. She doesn't hate me but she doesn't love me either. She never treats me harshly or with compassion. She just acts like an adult dealing with another person's kid. I'm glad she doesn't hate me like my father but I wish I could be loved by her. I grab the small bag and put it by the wall. A little white snow man appears at the other end of the room.
"Pun..." It speaks to me.
"Plue... I didn't summon you." I tell it.
"Pun."
"If father finds you I will be punished."
"Pun. Pun."
"Yea, I guess it doesn't matter now."
I pick him up and sit on my cold sheet bed. I think about my Father, My Mother, and Emily. Did Emily ever struggle with Mother and Father? I wouldn't know. I've spent most of my days up in this small attic with little to do. I lay down careful not to crush Plue.
"Tomorrow is going to be a big change in life. Will I be ready?" I ask Plue.
"Pun." he replies.
I close my eyes and for the first time in forever, I have a nice dream.
'LUCY! GET UP!"
My eyes snap open. Plue is gone and my father stands over me.
"We are leaving. Now." His words are cold.
He leaves me and goes down stairs. I grab my bag and take one last look at my little attic room. I slowly walk down the stairs. My father is already outside and in the car. I approach the front door.
"Lucy. Wait."
I turn around and see my mother at the top of the stairs. She slowly comes down and stands in front of me. She gives me a small smile, a smile I haven't seen since I was little.
"Lucy. I'm sorry I couldn't be a loving mother towards you. Even if I was, you father wouldn't have it. I suggested sending you away for your sake. I don't want you to live a life in that attic anymore. I think it would benefit you." She tells me softly.
She touches my cheek.
"Be a good girl." Those were last words I heard from my mother.
I get into the car. My father sits next to me with a stern look. The driver drives slowly and carefully. The drive lasted for at least what seem to be an hour. I get out of the car and Stare at this huge school. My father walks quickly and I follow him. We enter and woman with white hair bows to us. She and My father speak a little bit then we were following her down a hall way. We enter a big office and a small old man is sitting at a desk.
"Ah! ! Welcome." The old greets my father.
"Hello" My Father greets back.
"Come sit. Sit." The Old man smiles at us.
My father sits down in one of the chairs across from the desk and I sit in the other.
"You must be Lucy?" The old man asks me.
I nod to him not saying a word.
"Well , We've accepted your daughter-"
"Relative." My Father interrupts Him.
"Ok... We've Accepted Lucy to go to school here. We can take her now."
"Good."
My Father gets up and glares at me one last time. The white hair girl whose name is Mira came up to me.
"This way ." She Tells me.
My Father turns around at the door and looks at us.
"Another thing, Please don't call her Heartfilla. She doesn't have any relation to us anymore." My Father grumbles then Leaves.
He stripped me of the family name. He really does hate me. I follow Mira to the dormitories. She brings me to a door. We walk in. I scan the room, its way bigger than my attic. It has its own bathroom and a real bed. There's a dresser and a mirror and even a Window.
"Th-this is mine?" I ask her.
"Yup. There are no roommates because some clash with others and that results in chaos. Also the dormitories are not separated boy and girls. So be shock if you see a boy pass by. In fact a boy lives next store to you, he's your age." Mira explain.
"Why?"
"Well, school budget. We can't afford two separate dormitories. We don't get a lot of money you see."
I turn back to my room and admire it some more. I walk to the dresser and open it. There are cloths that I've never seen before.
"Are these mine?" I ask Mira.
"Yes, they are. The head master was aware you didn't have much and decided to give you some cloths. He's a nice man isn't he?" She rambles.
"But how did he know my size?"
I take out a pink t-shirt and place it over my chest. It looks like the perfect fit.
"Well in order to get you in this school, your parents had to fill out questions on a sheet. The questions on there, including your clothing sizes, are all important. We use your clothing size for your uniform. It's hanging in the closet."
I put the shirt back and walk to the closet. I open the closet doors and see lots of dresses. My eyes widen at all of them, all different styles. I see the uniform and grab it. It was a white dress shirt with a plaid tie and a plaid skirt. Attached to the hanger was black high knee socks and on the floor I saw the shoes that went with the uniform.
"Well I'll leave you to get settled in. You can look around but make sure you are back in your room by 9:00pm, since you have classes tomorrow but that won't be a problem since it's about lunch time. If you get hungry just head down to the cafeteria." Mira Tells me.
"Ok, Thanks." I mumble.
"Your welcome."
She leaves me there in my room. I fall onto my new actual bed. It's so comfy. A smile appears on my face. My stomach growls and I decide to go to the cafeteria. I get up off my bed and walk to the door. I stop. Mira forgot to tell me where it is...
I think for a minute. I shrug and think I'll wonder around till I come across it. I open the door and bump into someone.
"S-sorry..." I partially whisper.
'It's ok." A male voice replies.
My head shoots up to look at him. This boy has pink hair. And he's a boy! I've never met a boy before so I Back up quickly and stumble on my butt. He laughs at me.
"You must be the new girl. I'm Natsu, What's your name?" He asks me while putting out a hand to help me up.
I grab it and he pulls me to my feet.
"Lucy." I whisper.
"What was that? Luce?"
"Lucy." I whisper a little louder.
"Luce. Alright.
"It's Lucy!" I say just above a whisper.
"Lucy? Well. I'll call you Luce anyway."
That was my first encounter with a boy.