Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.
Thunder. Rain.
Tears.
Her own, dripping down onto the soaked grass by her boots.
She didn't know how, why-
Whywhywhywhy
'Stop it.' Her mind hissed as her heart clenched.
For a man she'd hated, for the one who'd gone to such lengths to hurt her and take away what finally – finally – made her happy-
Freedom! Natsu, Happy, MiraGrayErzaLevy - No, wait-!
Pain.Torture
Guilt
She glared at the grave, the words on the stone
Jude Heartfilia.
Father, Husband, Friend
Words that blurred together, that made no sense because they were too good for him. Too good and she should know, she was his daughter and she lived with him and she'd run away from him and who would know best but her-
-she was his daughter-!
Umbrella tips to the side, knees weak, crashing to the damp grass in seconds
Blonde blonde hair, soaked too fast
Sobs, drowned out by the rain
Tears disappearing in the deluge
Lucy Lucy Lucy, why oh why do you cry?
'Because I know him. I know him, that's not him, that's not-'
Her heart breaks, and it hurts to think, hurts to breathe, everything just hurts
Does Lucy hate him?
She doesn't know who speaks, whose voice it is but she wants to answer. And she knows, even if she wants to say yes yes of course-
You can't hate someone you never knew
Lucy Lucy Lucy, he changed you see. Different different, took care of you in the end, cared about you, worried for you, you you you
She held on to her arms and screamed
because even with the voice in her head – shut up –her heart broke – breaking breaking please stop –for the father she thought she knew, hated beyond reasonable doubt
what kind of father was he, hurting my friends, shutting me away, using me as a bargaining chip to increase his empire-!
whywhywhywhy
why
does she miss him?
Rain rain go away, come again another day...
One shot, idek where it came from and I don't think it makes any sense. I have't been here in so long... But I should at least finish TSTM. Almost almost there. Thank you so much to the people who've supported it, and by extension me, for so long. I'm sorry I haven't been here. I'm sorry I haven't finished it. But I will do my best to end it soon. Thank you for your messages and thoughts.
You hold all my gratitude.