A/N: *Slight rewrite in this chapter*

TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of abuse and an attempt of suicide! You've been warned!

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Lucy woke up with a start, sweating all over. Blinking couple of times, she realized she was still at the woods.

Crying herself to sleep, she never realized that she even had fallen unconscious. Lucy sighed and stood up on shaky legs. She looked up to the sky to see it was still dark out, with the stars blinking into existence.

"I need a soft bed." Lucy murmured, walking back to her apartment, wanting to sleep on a comfortable bed and not on hard ground.

Lucy hopes that man is no longer there...she didn't want to see him again, she didn't want to speak to him. She could care less. All she wanted was to not see him again...ever.

Walking down a familiar path, Lucy sauntered toward to where her house was. She stopped and looked around, making sure that man was no longer around.

Thank Mavis. He's gone. Lucy sighed of relief and went to open her door...only to find it unlocked. Lucy would've panicked if she was in her primitive state, but she was too tired and emotionally distraught. She'll deal with it tomorrow.

She opened it and closed it behind her, locking it. She didn't bother looking around to see if someone had broken in or not. Lucy didn't care. Why should she?

Spotting her bed, Lucy immediately made her way to her bed and collapsed on it, immediately drifting off into darkness, not bothering to cover herself with the blanket.

She. Did. Not. Care. Anymore.

...

"Lucy. How are you?" A warm voice spoke up.

Lucy looked up to see her mother looking at her with a warm smile that made Lucy feel safe. "I'm good."

Lucy would've smile, but she was too sad. Her mother was dying. It brought tears to her eyes. She didn't want her to leave her. She would be lonely. Her father had been distance since her mother had fallen ill.

"Don't fret, my little sunshine." Layla smiled, gently cupping Lucy's cheek reassuringly.

"But, Mother...you're going to die."

Layla only smiled weakily. "Yes...But I'll always be with you. I'll watch over you. I love you."

"I-I...I love you too." Lucy sniffed.

Layla smiled. "Keep an eye out for your father. He'll be lonely."

Lucy shook her head. "Ok...But...Why do you have to go? Please don't leave."

Layla smiled sadly. "Oh, honey. I have no control over this. This is part of life that everyone will have to go through."

Lucy begun to tremble with tears falling down her cheeks.

"Lucy. People will have to embrace death."

Lucy shook her head. "Don't leave me alone!"

Layla smiled. "Death is a beautiful thing. You just need to embrace it to understand it."

Lucy nodded.

"I love you, my little sunshine."

"I love you too, Mother."

...

Lucy jolted back into reality. She could feel tears falling down her cheeks as she stood back up.

Lucy misses her. She misses her smile, her touch, her warmth. She misses her mother so much. Why did she have to leave?

Lucy was angry...mostly at her father. Lucy was sad, mostly because she was alone. Lucy was frustrated, mostly because she's haunted by her past. Lucy wanted this to end.

Lucy looks around her apartment and stood up from her bed. In the corner of her eyes, she noticed a piece of paper on the table beside the table.

She picks it up and noted that it was note addressed to her. She opened it and read it half-heartedly.

Lucy

I met your father who was waiting outside of your house. I spoke to him and he wanted to say sorry about everything he had done to you, that he regretted ever hurting you like he had done.

I know that it isn't my place to ask what he had done to you, but what did he do? Does it have to do with the fact that you're not feeling well? I want to help you.

Before your father left, he told me to give you something, the new location of your mother's grave.

Lucy, I can tell how much your father loves you. And he seems very apologetic. At least listen to what he as to say. He's your only family you have.

Erza

Lucy was shaking. Not of fear. Not of uncertainty. Not of sadness. But of anger.

Erza...she doesn't know anything! She doesn't know what he had done to me! As if my father was really sorry. I bet he said those things just to get something from me...money? Or to hurt me again?

Lucy sees another piece of paper and assumed it to be the new location of her mother. She picked it up and reads it. She wonders why the location of her mother's grave was moved. It was a little too far from here.

Lucy sat on the bed, not feeling like going to the guild. She didn't want to do anything. In fact, she needed that blade. She needed the feeling on blood on her skin. Her only salvation.

Lucy stood back up and stumbled into the bathroom and locked the door. She opened the drawer and took out the knife and dropped to her knees.

She stared at the knife for a while, deciding on where she should do it. She was tired of cutting her stomach...

Without thinking, Lucy leaned over the tub and brought the knife to her wrist and cut it without any further thoughts.

It hurts. It was painful. Blood was spilling over. It's all leaving. Lucy watched as her blood exited her through the wound with a smile.

Blood leaving her body and almost similar to a point of when everything was leaving her. What's the difference?

She still felt angry and inferior. She still felt frustrated and irritated. So she brought the knife and made another cut under the wound, but deeper. Lucy wanted to see more blood, wanted to feel more pain, wanted to feel her life slipping away. She wanted to end it all.

Her mother left her, her father begun to hate and abuse her, both physically and mentally. Lucy ran away, but it haunted her day and night. She couldn't rely on anyone. She didn't trust anyone. Could she trust the rowdy members of Fairy Tail?

Lucy didn't want to take the risk...She deliberately chose Fairy Tail because of their carefree actions. They don't bug you about your past or why you wanted to join. Lucy saw it as a perfect guild to join and earn some money to support herself.

Lucy slowly bonded with the guild members of the Fairy Tail. She learned to become friends with some of them. Maybe the word friend isn't the correct word Lucy would like to use. Accomplice may be the right word. Lucy does not consider any of them her friend...even when they helped her with her problems with Phantom and her father. This made her guiltier.

Erza. Natsu. Gray. Mira. Lisanna. Cana. Levy. Juvia. Laxus. Elfman. The Thunder Legion. Master Makarov. Wendy. Happy. Carla. They are great people, Lucy acknowledges that. But...she couldn't trust them. Or rely on them. Especially on their jobs with Erza and the boys.

When Lucy had joined the guild, she tried her hardest to ignore her past and just simply enjoy what was in front of her. The idiotic smile of Natsu's. The stripping habit of Gray. The cool mannerism of Erza. She tried to focus on them and the others. But when the Phantom attack happened and when they had kidnapped her, it brought so many memories. Lucy could've sore she had an heart attack when she found out it was her father who had hired them.

Ever since that incident, ever since the former phantom members joining the guild, Lucy couldn't take it anymore.

She tried to calm herself and distance herself from the former Phantom members, even though she 'forgave' them. She was still afraid of them.

Many things had happened. They happened so fast, Lucy did not have enough time to really react properly for her emotions to really take effect. Nirvana happened. Edolas happened.

After Edolas, Lucy couldn't take it anymore. Her father...her damned father is to blame for it all. Lucy wanted to kill him, but she couldn't. She didn't want to see any more blood...except for hers.

As Lucy sat on the bathroom floor, the tub and already filled with blood, and the smell of iron was all Lucy could smell. It reminded her so much of when it all happened.

Tears started to form in Lucy's eyes, flowing freely down her cheeks. Lucy really hated this. She wanted this all to end...She wanted to see her mother again, to see her smile, to be in her arms. A mother's love is what Lucy needed.

"Mother..." Lucy murmured before taking the knife and tried to cut under the second wound. But Lucy became too dizzy to even properly position the knife over it.

Soon, Lucy was seeing two of her bloody wrist. The knife was becoming too heavy to hold, so she reluctantly dropped it into the tub.

Lucy closed her eyes tightly to blink the dizziness away. But it did not work. She grasped onto the edge of the tub to stead herself. She tried to stand up, but immediately stumbled back down. She couldn't feel her legs anymore.

Lucy opted to lean on the edge of the tub, breathing heavily. She felt tired and weak. She knew she was going to die...As her mother had said before, Lucy will embrace it. She wanted it. She wanted to see her mother again, the only person that had really cared for her.

The pool of blood that sat in the tub slowly dimmed out as Lucy begun to slip into unconsciousness.

A/N: *Gasp* Was that too fast and sudden? ?

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