I don't own Fairy Tail.

This couldn't be happening. No way. I was a good kid. I mean, I've always been. I walked down through the aisle. I don't even remember it. I stood there, staring at what I thought was four pregnancy tests. I took them to the cashier.

"Cash or Credit?" The lady asked me, her face said it all. "Cash." I mumbled, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind my ear. I had rush out of my house so fast, that I barely made myself presentable. I was wearing jeans, a white tank top and a hoodie. Something I wouldn't usually wear on summer days. Well, the jeans and hoodie. The cashier put the products in bags, I gratefully thanked her and rushed back to my house.

"Please wait three minutes for accurate results." I read out loud. "Three fucking minutes?!"

Why do these things to take so long? My life is hanging by a thread over here. I sighed, and setting the timer down on my dresser. I laid down on my bed. I don't even remember it. The only thing I remember is going to a party. I mean, I would remember.. you know, doing it. It's been over a week, my period was late.

Let's not jump into conclusions, Lucy. I sighed and looked at my timer. I had one more minute. This can't be happening. I would have to drop out of school. My dad would kill me. I don't know what I'll do.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

My heart sped up. I walked to the pregnancy tests that were on my dresser. One of them has to be negative. My hands shook as I got the first one. Positive. It indicated that I, Lucy Heartfilla, was pregnant. Slamming down the test into the garbage, I picked up another one. One of them has to be negative. I grabbed one and another.. they all said the same thing.

I groaned in frustration, falling to the floor. From now on, I knew. I, Lucy Heartfilla was pregnant.

This sucks ass.

"What did you want to talk about, daughter?" Jude Heartfilla, he wasn't one of the nicest people you would meet. I always thought he hated me. Ever since my mother died, he would drown himself with work, neglecting me from his life.

" I don't know how to say this." I began. "Go on." Spetto gave me a sincere smile. She was always like a second mom, after my mother died when I was seven.

"Tell us what's on your mind." I sighed. This was going to be harder than I thought. I didn't want to see their disappointed faces, when they find out.

"I-I'm, uh, um I think that I'm-" I couldn't say it. It was already hard on me with everything, how would it affect my father? His golden child was pregnant, what's else is there to think?

"What is it, dear?" I don't know what worries me more, my father's fake attitude or me being pregnant.

"I'm pregnant."

The silence was unbearable.I was breaking every second. My fathers expression was furious, while Spetto's was unbearable. I shrunk back, hiding behind my bangs.

"YOU'RE WHAT?" All you could here is the venom in his voice.

"I'm sorry!" You could hear the desperation in my voice. I let the tears flow down my face. "Save it. Get out of my house. You were the golden child, you got straight A's! A perfect GPA! Who knew my daughter was a whore, fooling around with guys. Get out of my sight." He spat. I didn't speak from there, I just ran to my room.

Shoving clothes in my suitcase, I was bawling my eyes out. No one wanted to be a teenage mother, for crying out loud I was only sixteen. What was I going to do? I was being sent to live with my Aunt. I'm not even going to bother saying goodbye to everyone. I figured I should be out of here as soon as possible, who would want to be friends with a teenage mother?

This is goodbye to my hometown.

My dad.

My friends.

My life.

Yo! I just thought of this when I was watching a movie with my mom. Enjoy~! Tell me what you think?