I do not own Fairy Tail.


I went to the kitchen table in my usual. A red and yellow hoodie with orange flame design on the bottom, a black T-shirt, my scarf wrapped around my neck and inside of my hood, and blue jeans. I ignored Wendy as she spoke to me about school, about how she is so loved. Well, lucky her. She was well loved by her parents, she wasn't abandoned, she wasn't adopted, and most of all, she isn't bullied.

I made sure my wrists didn't show as I finished eating my food, to be honest it was more like I was stuffing it down my throat. I grabbed my backpack off of my chair and walked out with out a goodbye. I frowned, pulling my hood over my head, like I will ever get one.. I walked over to my school and entered.

"I heard Sting beat him up yesterday."

"I heard he punched Cobra yesterday."

"I heard that he was eyeing Sting's girlfriend."

"I will beat him up today."

"I heard Lucy-San spoke to him. Pathetic."

"Lu-chan had to stand up for him? Poor guy..."

"You heard Sting, he said was going to beat him up today.. I hope it is worthy my attendance."

So the guy's name was Cobra... Bastard. I put my backpack inside of my locker, making sure to have my binder and notebooks. I closed and locked it away. I put my headphones up to my ears and put on some music to drown out the sounds of gossiping. I walked into my first class today is going to be a long day..


I left third period. It was lunch, I braced myself for the abuse destined to come as I entered the empty hallways. I pulled my headphones down, folded them, and put them into my pocket. I walked down the hallway, and too my locker. I need my lunch. I opened my locker, grabbed my lunch, and out my stuff inside. I closed my locker and locked it. I turned away to be met with Sting infront of me. He grabbed me by the collar and threw me against the locket, making me drop my lunch box. It hit the floor with a dull thud.

"You made my girlfriend brake up with me!" He kicked me in the gut after throwing me to the floor. "You are pathetic! Worthless! Unloved! Why are you even here!?" He kicked me again and then threw a punch to my chest, making me cough up blood. "My girlfriend had to stand up for you. You better have fun being beaten up." I picked myself up after he left. That guy... My vision faded and I couldn't see a thing.

"Bastard.." I said weakly.


I woke up in the infermary my 'mom' sat in a chair in the corner of the room, Wendy, my 'little sister', sat by her side. They were both sound asleep. I sat up and winced. My stomach hurt. I put my arm over it. I got up off of my side, sitting up, and got some bandages out of my pocket. I wrapped them around my side, I was halfway through them. I guess I need to sneak some more from Porlyusica's medical room.

I snapped the edge off and placed the remains of the bandages inside of my pocket again before standing up. I walked out of the infermary the nurse looked over to me. "You sure you are alright?" Her name is MiraJane. She is so nice to me, she knows what I am going through. I nodded and left the office. The principle, Mister Makarov, tried to give me counciling, no need for counciling, I said no. I don't need it, I am not insane. If anything, the bullies need it.

I entered the class and handed my note to my teacher, Mr. Gildarts, one of the few who understood me. The class, me not included, decided to play dodge ball. Most people on the other team aimed the balls at me, I dodged them and threw some to the backboard to get some of the people who are out in. Eventually I got out. Hit in the head. Who? Bixlow.


My last period finally came. It felt like it took forever. I sat in my seat and ignored the stares I was getting from 'fans' of Luigi. Is it Luigi? No... Lucy. Yeah, Lucy.

She sat next to me and poked me. "Hi." I said simply.

"Hi." She said back, but then I tried to ignore her, again. It didn't work, most of my attention ended up on her, as usual, and the words of the teacher.

"110•5=_. Natsu what is the answer?" I looked up at him.

"The answer is 550, sir."

"Very good." He nodded and wrote it on the board. Lucy gawked at me like I was an evil genius. To be honest, that wouldn't be too bad... I wrote down the notes for class, not at all.

I got out of class and got my stuff into my bag, from out of the locker, and locked the locker. I ran it of school and walked home.

I ran inside of my room, locked myself inside, and went into my bathroom. I pulled a razor to my scared skin.

One for being bullied. Two for speaking rudely. Three for answering correctly. Four four talking to Lucy. Five for loving her.


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