This is my first fanfiction so I hope it is not too bad. This story is about Lucy and her dad at first and Natsu and Lucy later. It is a songfic based off of the song "Say Something" by A Great Big World. I suggest listening to it while reading. I don't really like the version with Christina Aguilera but either works!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or any of the characters. That is owned by Hiro Mashima. I also do not own the song "Say Something" by A Great Big World.


Lucy looked up at her father. It was time, this she knew. She had to say goodbye. She could not and would not prolong this any further. She could not leave without saying anything because, deep down inside, she knew she still had a spark of hope. It had dwindled down over the years, but a remnant was still there. She still had hope that he would show her his true feelings. This was the reason that she stood in front of her father. It was time to face her fears and settle it then and there.

Her father stood at the end of the hallway to the front door of the mansion. Lucy was standing in front of the door with one hand on the doorknob and the other holding a suitcase full of personal belongings. Her gaze was directed to her father. She seemed to look strong, but anyone who knew her would know that she was on the verge of tears. She was a strong girl. She had to be, in order to live in that cold home. However, even she had moments that were simply too much to handle, this being one of them.

"Say something… I beg of you", her voice was barely a whisper.

Her father did not respond and her walls were beginning to break," Please…SAY SOMETHING!"

Her throat was beginning to choke up. Unshed tears glistened in her eyes as she looked desperately up at her father. His face remained stoic as he glared down at his daughter.

"What do you expect me to say? I am not going to stop you from leaving. What use is a daughter that does not obey the rules?"

Lucy choked out a sob. Her tears were streaming down her cheeks as her last bit of hope shattered into millions of pieces. Why? What had she done to make him hate her so much? It was probably her fault. She should have known better than to hope for anything. Her real father had died along with her mother years ago.

She glanced up at the shell that was left of her real father, "I'm giving up on you."

With that she turned around and walked out of the door. Her father did not move until he saw through the open door her figure fade off into the distance. Once she was no longer visible he crumpled to the ground. The staff that watched the exchange through a crack in the door almost ran to help him. That was until they saw drops of water fall to the floor from his chin.

Jude Heartfilia was never a man to break down into tears. He hardly even cried when his wife died. Though he loved Layla with all of his heart, he had a company to run and a daughter to care for. He always wore a mask, one permanently emotionless and giving away nothing. If one were to look underneath his stoic mask, they would find an old man. His cheeks would be hollow from not eating, his entire expression would be downcast, and he would have eyes that seemed to be eternally crying. He would cry from pain, guilt, and loss.

It was at this moment that for the first time in many years that he took off his mask. He was on all fours, silently crying. He had just let go of the last thing on the world he truly cared about. He leaned back, sat on the floor, and looked out the door up at the sky. A small, sad smile formed on his lips as he watched the sun set over the hills.

"Our daughter is a brave one, isn't she Layla?" A new wave of tears came and his voice was shaky," I want her to see the world …and not worry about me. I know that it isn't the best way, but you were the one that always knew what to do. Why… Why did you leave? We have fallen apart without you here to guide us."

He stayed on the ground silently crying. He cried for all of the pain he had caused his daughter, for all of the anguish that plagued his family, and for all of the moments that he had let slip away. He sat there until he had no more tears left to cry. The servants of the house gave him privacy and turned away any visitors. They knew that their master's heart had broken yet again.

Jude had let his only family walk out of his life. As they say, if you love something, you have to let it go.


Well that is the first chapter! Hope you like it!