This was thought up of after seeing so many abused children around the world on the news. This was also inspired by another fanfiction here based on Lucy's abused life. Anyways, this fanfiction is three chapters long and is quite rushed to fit the three-shot. I'm planning on writing an extended version (Two different versions) if this one is a hit. Please review after reading, and tell me if you want an extended (rewritten) version of "Silent Pain" in either magical based (With magic but restricted) or normal modernized (No magic, just school life).
Fairy Tail or its characters do not belong to me. Only Sakura Dragneel, my OC, belongs to me.
- CelestialSakuraa
Silent Pain
Chapter 1 of 3: The Beginning of Devastation
It all happened on that fatal night of a White Christmas. That tragic night in which still haunts my memories of today. No matter how hard I try to erase this putrid memory of your death of the past, your memories always come floating back to me as if you wanted me to live on with the burden.
So what if you wanted to save me from the clutches of death. Your memories are telling me that it wasn't my fault and was my father's – But should your memories be telling me that when that when I already know that you're only saying that to prevent me being captured by the clutches of darkness in which are still waiting for me to arrive in ways of suicide?
I love you, till the very times such as today and onwards.
"You pathetic girl! You should be dead if it weren't for your mother who saved you!" my father yelled as he whipped me once again using his leather belt which was kept as an momentum of my mother's gift to him during their first day of dating in the past. I gave out a high-pitched scream before he shoved a dirty towel into my mouth to prevent me from screaming. "Ahhh!" I yelled once again as spat out the towel by forcing it out with my tongue. He whipped me again on my bare back as I tried to run away but failed.
My father pulled my hair and yanked me up to face him. "You should be happy that I'm even letting you stay in my house!" he snarled, throwing me over to the staircase where I felt three bruises forming on my back. I hated my life; I hated life – No matter what I've done for this man, nothing has been appreciated ever since that night of the death belonging to my mother who saved me from a speeding car. A stray tear rolled down my eyes, earning a kick in the stomach from my father. "You have no right to be crying you pest. You're nothing but a ragged doll in this household," he said, watching me cough up metallic blood onto the floor.
He gave out a gruff before walking into the kitchen while I limped up the stairs with the rope tied on my right ankle being dragged up. My father then appeared and grabbed hold on the rope, yanking it down along with me who fell on the floor with a bang. He began to throw thin beer bottles over to me, and watched them crack open with shards flying across my body, leaving marks on my body where blood oozed out. I looked up at him with painful eyes. Was he such a man whom I loved when I was a child? It was as if he were to be possessed by a demon who loved mental and physical abuse.
I watched him engulf down a whole bottle of whiskey, where he then chucked it to me. "Ah!" I yelled out in pain before watching him get all tipsy and drunk within minutes as his body processed the drug flowing through his veins. "I'm feeling slightly bored now…" he groaned as he slowly looked at him with hazy eyes.
Fear dashed through my system as I sat up and kicked myself back. Did I tell you that I was also half naked with my body only covered with lingerie? "Stay away…" I warned in fear as I felt my body shiver. My father gave out a scoff as he drew out a blade and held it near my throat. "You should be glad that you were born with the exact same image as your mother," he stated as I silently sobbed. His hands slowly made its way towards the back of my bra where I quickly kicked him and dashed off.
"Stay away from me!" I yelled as I thrashed around while he grabbed my two hands and pinned me on the wall. "Shut up would you?!" he snarled. I thrashed my head from side to side as he attempted to kiss me with that filthy mouth of his. "No! Get away! This is sexual harassment and rape!" I yelled again, kicking him on the shin where he yelped and let go of me to aid his leg. He looked up to me where I froze, "You bitch!" he shouted, running up the stairs where he reached for his gun.
I stood there as I looked around for a weapon. There on the ground around three meters away from me was the blade that he had once threatened me. When I was about to reach over, he came down with the gun and shot it to the floor in which I luckily avoided. "You motherfucker. You better let me fuck you unless you want an early death," he threatened with venom leaking as he walked down slowly where our front door slung opened to reveal a panting crimson-haired girl looking with worried eyes.
"What's happening?! I heard all of the commotion!" she yelled as she looked at the half-naked me who was shivering in fear. "S-Sakura…" I whispered before I looked up to see an irritated yet an angry father of mine. Sakura followed my gaze and gasped at my father holding a gun before looking around to see blood and destruction everywhere. "What in the world is going on here?!" she scowled as she looked up with angered eyes.
Sakura was a close friend of mine, being around twenty-five, older than me by seven years. She was like a second mother of mine who cherished me earnestly to the point where she babies me around ever since my mother died. She has crimson-red hair resembling as blood while her eyes were honey-brown like mine. She was a CEO of a famous company along with her family helping her out. Sakura lives around a few blocks away from mine, meaning that we were really loud.
The crimson glared at the man holding the gun which pointed at me. "Drop the gun or I'll report you for attempt sexual harassment, rape and physical abuse," she threatened in a weary tone as she glared at him from the door. My father gave out a low chuckle – he was still drunk. "Why should I? Maybe if you value your life, you'll agree to have a threesome with us." "I said drop the gun!" Sakura yelled, making me flinch from her harsh tone.
"Disobey me and I'll shoot," he blackmailed. Sakura stood her ground, "Disobey me and prepare for the court and imprisonment." I watched my father raise the gun up in the air, pointing it to the roof where it pulled the trigger, earning a gun shot into the roof to show how serious his was. Quickly, he pointed it down to me and pulled the trigger again. "Lucy!" Sakura yelled in horror where I quickly reacted, avoiding the bullet within mere centimetres.
"You!"
Another bullet came shooting over to me and I couldn't react on it on time. I closed my eyes and heard a grunt from someone. Opening them, I screamed in horror as I watched my dear friend defend me by using her body as a shield. "Sakura!" I yelled in devastation as I watched her fall to the ground with blood dripping from her back where the bullet came into conflict with.
She was coughing up blood and I winced in her position. I looked up to my father with enraged eyes, "How dare yo-" "This is what you get Lucy! Whenever someone gets near you, they'll lose your life! You're a cursed child and no one wants you in their life! You're a –" my father was cut off from Sakura who slowly got from the floor weakly. "Shut the fuck up you old man. She's a dedicated person unlike you," Sakura defended as she coughed up more blood.
"So you're still alive. Let me end your life in pain," my father said, shooting out even more bullets where Sakura blocked them all from reaching me. "Gah!" she yelled as she dropped down onto the floor. "You bastard," she cursed as she weakly turned her head to look at me. I shivered in fear and horror as I examined her state, "Go to my brother; go to my home and lock the door shut. The door is open and tell him to protect you under my command," she instructed as her eyes began to grow dull.
I shook my head, "But I can't leave you in a state like this!" Sakura grinned, "I'm already dying. Let me be in peace already. Go, and don't look back," she instructed before she watched me bolt out of the house without any further words. Sakura weakly smiled as her blood pooled around her like her strands of hair all over the place. "I'm glad to have taken care of you Lucy. I'm sure that my family will look after you," she whispered before falling into the darkness.