Warning: Language

Lucy

"Wendy! Have you seen my pink lip-gloss?!"

Lucy Heartfilia was a lucky girl. She had the best friends, the best hair, and the best boyfriend. She was going to attend Heartfilia University at the start of September, where she would major in Fashion Design and Management in one of the best departments in the country. Of course, it wasn't the University of Fiore, but her father discouraged her from moving so far south, although she did receive an offer from the oldest and most prestigious university in the world. She thought their collegiate system was archaic and unnecessary, too.

The only reason she would've ever opted to go to Fiore was her boyfriend of 5 years, Loke Leone. Loke was everything she'd ever hoped for in a guy, and she was lucky he had taken an interest in her all those years ago. They had met at a charity gala her mother had organised on behalf of her Billionaire father.

He was a rising star in the modelling industry, and he was there for a good cause. Loke was handsome, kind, charming, smart and her parents approved of him. Most importantly, he knew what he wanted to do with his life.

Loke had refused to attend Heartfilia-U with her, with the Heartfilia family as its founders, and where Jude Heartfilia was chancellor. He was determined to achieve everything through his own merit (Lucy had ignore the smidgen of pain his insinuations had caused), and he had applied for Law at Fairy Tail College, University of Fiore.

Despite coming from a well off family, with his father as a CEO of LEO Inc., one of 12 major companies under the Heartfilia conglomerate, Loke wanted to become a barrister and help the people in need. Lucy swoons every time she hears him declare it to the world. A handsome and compassionate guy. You don't see them every day.

And best of all, Lucy thinks Loke will propose to her at their 5 year anniversary dinner this evening, in the same place where they had their first date. Although she was only 18 and Loke was 20 (he took 2 years off after he'd finished college to travel the world and get work experience with some law firms his dad had connections in), she was certain he'd propose due to the impending distance between them. Lucy knew nothing could get in their way. Loke had only been back for a month since his trip around Europe, and he had been super nice when he'd gotten back. Secretive about his trip, but super nice otherwise. Lucy suspected it was because he'd spent most of the trip going to different jewellers in order to find her the perfect ring. She was sooo lucky.

That's why she's going to make him feel lucky she was going to be his future wife tonight. She was going to blow him away with her new, custom made Burberry dress, as suggested by her pseudo little sister, Wendy Fernandes.

Said girl was helping her get ready, all the while reassuring her that Loke would love it, and Loke was a lucky guy. Although Wendy got along well enough with Loke, there were moments when Lucy had noticed Wendy grimacing at Loke. Hence, she understood Wendy's lack of encouraging engagement wishes. But there was nothing she could do about it. She couldn't exactly force Wendy to like a person.

Juvia, Wendy's older sister currently studying at the very same Fairy Tail College Loke is going to attend in a month, more than made up for her little sister's lack of enthusiasm. Her phone had so many well wishes from the eldest Fernandes child, Lucy was struggling to organise her messages and check for any from Loke.

It was only after multiple frantic checks in her bag (making sure she had everything needed for such an important night) and after many last minute mirror checks that Loke had shown up. Looking dapper in a dark grey suit that moulded perfectly against his perfect muscles, holding the largest bouquet of roses Lucy had ever seen. Okay. He was definitely proposing tonight.

Loke was very sweet.

When he got to her house, he gave her the roses and gave her slow and tender kiss. He waved hello to Wendy before looking around the entrance curiously.

"Is uncle not in today?" he asked curiously, a weird gleam in his eye. Wendy noticed the slight shake in his hand, and Lucy noticed his nervous habit of twisting the rings around his fingers. The tell-take signs of nerves, and his unusually persistent search for her father fuelled her belief that tonight was the night.

Lucy gave Wendy an excited wave over her shoulder, as Loke ushered her out the house with an arm around her waist.

Lucy loved Loke and his little affectionate gestures. Loke was such a powerful man, with muscles that easily gleamed in the harsh lights of the various photography studios she's seen him captivate. His suit was well fitted, with expensive material that seemed to make the golden undertones of his hair shine beautifully in the lights surrounding the Heartfilia estate. Loke wore his signature scent, an expensive but subtle cologne, with sandalwood and Italian bergamot that enhanced the personal Loke musk the Lucy loved to smell on her sheets whenever he stayed over. She loved him.

She loved this man with all her heart. Loke helped her get through the difficulties of her mother's passing. His warmth and his scent surrounded her and comforted her as she wept through the night. He was her pillar, her support.

He's the man that confronts strangers about the sexist, perverted comments they make about Lucy and her chest. The man who brought her home, played her favourite movie and made her the special hot chocolate her mother used to make when something upset her. She was lucky to spend the rest of her life with him. She was lucky he chose her.

He drove them to The Lucy, the restaurant her mother had opened all those years ago in her namesake. It used to be her favourite place to eat with her mother, and now it's her favourite place to eat with her beloved. The ride was mainly silent, as Loke put the top down in his car, allowing Lucy to admire the night view. Looking up at the stars reminded her of when Loke used to take her up to the hill near the Leone estate, and he would teach her about the constellations and the stars and all of the universe. If he didn't take up law, and he wasn't under pressure from his family to pursue an "appropriate" career, Lucy truly believed Loke would have spent his life teaching his passion and knowledge to the world. It was such a beautiful night.

And when their song came on the radio, Lucy felt tears in her eyes. She couldn't be any happier. Lucy gently placed her hand on his, where it was resting upon the gear stick. When he turned to look at her, she smiled at him, her eyes bright as she mouthed the lyrics to the song as it played in the background, hoping to portray the emotions she couldn't express otherwise.

Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you

His gaze burned through her very soul.

She wanted this. And she hoped that would be enough.

Wendy

Her fists clenched and her expression darkened as soon as the door shut behind the couple.

She hated this.

She hated keeping her silence.

She hated giving Lucy false hope.

But what could she say? Lucy, I have no empirical evidence to support any of the following claims, but Loke is not going to propose to you tonight. I know that his increased affection over the months since his return is a sign of guilt. Loke played you. He probably slept his way through Europe, and he's been trying to make it up to you since. But suddenly, a few weeks ago, he stopped trying.

It's like he just gave up. He gave up on trying to ease his own pathetic guilt. He gave up on you, Lucy. Why can't you see that?

Luce, he's going to break things off with you very soon. And I don't know what you're going to do.

What could anybody do?

You loved him too much to love yourself like you needed.

You clung to his comfort, to his affections because he was the only one there to help you through your mother's death. No one else was there for you. You couldn't have gone to your father. He would have told you to stop being weak and step up to your responsibilities as the Heartfilia heiress. You had no other choice.

I couldn't be there for you. I was too young. I didn't know what to do. We weren't that close then. There were so many reasons, reasons that I wish I had disregarded in order to save you from the hell you put yourself through.

Because you don't deserve this. You deserve to be saved from this wreck of a relationship that has gone on for five years. Lucy, I know Loke like you don't. You're too blinded by your love for him. Love he doesn't deserve. Everyone sees it but you, Lucy. Why?!

All those sweet and loving gestures you remember him for, the ones you founded your love on. They're lies. Lies.

His love for you faded years ago.

All that's left, all that's kept him around…

Is fear.

You may be wondering why Wendy sounds so mature. In this fic, Wendy is only a year younger than everyone else. And although shy as a child, I would think that she grew to be strong and independent considering the environment she is in, and the people she surrounds herself with.

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