NaLu Fanfiction New Kid meets Loner Chapter 3: Near Death, a fairy tail fanfic

As soon as finished my homework I decided to take a walk. I followed a path through the neighborhood, finding a bridge along the way. There was one girl who was standing at the edge of the bridge. It dawned upon me that the girl was Lucy and that she was about to jump off. I quickly ran to her as fast as I could, just as she was about the jump holding her back.

"STOP!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"LET ME GO, YOU IDIOT! GIVE ME THIS! PLEASE!" her voice cracked as she tried to yell through her tears.

"STOP, I WON'T LET YOU!" I was able to pull her away from the edge. I realized that my arms were wrapped over her, in an embrace. I turned her so she was facing me, my hand tightly gripping her wrist. The terror that she was going to try again scared me.

"IDIOT! THAT WAS MY ONE CHANCE AT FREEDOM AND YOU RUINED IT!" she yelled, her voice still cracking, but now she was full on crying.

"Hey, calm down," I tried to make my voice as soft and gentle as possible, pulling her closer to me. Her crying stopped and I noticed a hint of pink had crept onto her face. My brain was going a mile a minute thinking of what to do. Then I remembered. "Show me your hand," I ordered.

"What?" she tried to act puzzled but I could see right through it.

"Show me!" I commanded louder. She gave in, pulling up her sleeve to reveal blade marks going down her arm. She's broken. I pulled her sleeve back down.

"We're going to your house," I ordered.

"What?! No!" she responded.

"You are taking me to your house whether you like it or not," I stood my ground. She gave in and started walking towards her house.

"Where's your room?" I asked. She had given up on arguing.

"Upstairs, the room farthest to the right," she stated. I nodded and ran up the stairs, finding the door all the way on the right. Her room wasn't painted, but filled with pictures on the wall. Some of what I assumed was her mom, and others of another girl who I predicted was Amy. Her dad had been crossed out and scribbled on with a black sharpie. Next to the pictures was a mirror, which had a ton of sticky notes attached to it. 'Ugly Whore' "Fat Ass' 'Mute Bimbo' The list ran on and on. Her closet consisted of two doors that opened like vertical doors. I pulled on the both the doors, revealing a closet filled with blades and pills even rat poison. My eyes widened in fear. I gathered anything deadly from the closet and shoved it into a bag that I planned to take home. Lucy entered shortly after I had gone through her stuff.

"I'm staying here with you," I declared.

"What?!" she asked, shocked.

"I'm not letting you hurt yourself," I explained. I noticed her eyes, now filled with emotions. Perfect. She sat down on the bed beside me. "So mind explaining yourself?" I asked.

"Hmm?" she questioned.

"You just tried to kill yourself, why?" I explained the question. She looked down at the ground, but I wasn't leaving until I had received a straight answer. Her eyes looked as if they were glazed. She's crying. I wrapped my arms around her waist, embracing her in a hug. I could tell she was taken aback by the gesture, but eventually returned it. I eventually pulled back and she spoke,

"My mom was shot by my father in an attempt to kill the two of us, but she wasn't killed before shooting him straight through the head. One of my mom's 'servants' took me in and raised me as her own, but I short while after we had moved to Magnolia she died from cancer. I was left on my own, and even while she was alive, people at school would constantly bully me. It was probably because I was naive and easy to tease. I eventually gave up on emotions and struggled through the pain of going to school. I had enough of it today and decided I would end it all," she explained. Even though all of her words were easy to assume, it still shocked me when she said all of it.

"Wow, that's hard," I stated, lamely. She wiped away her tears and nodded,

"Screw school, screw homework, screw bullies, screw friends, screw life. That was my motto," she stated. Even I would think that when everything in my life has gone wrong. I looked around the room for something to change the topic, my eyes landing on a guitar, resting against the wall.

"You play guitar?" I asked. She shook her head,

"Nope, my mom knew how to play it and gave it to me as a gift," she explained. I walked over to it and took it into my hands. I sat on the bed, my legs sitting criss-cross, getting into playing position. I slid the pick out from between the strings and held it between my fingers. "You know how to play?" she raised her eyebrow.

"What are you surprised?" I challenged.

"No, I just didn't peg you for the guy who played guitar," she explained, "I assumed that you played baseball since you knew Gray."

"I do," I confirmed, "I just do multiple things." She smiled.

"Can you play something?" she asked.

"No, I just picked up the guitar the smash it into pieces," I joked, sarcasm flowing through my words. She laughed as I began to play.

"For those days we felt like a mistake,

Those times when love's what you hate

Somehow

We keep marchin on" she seemed to recognize the song and sang with me,

"For those nights that I couldn't be there,

I've made it harder to know that you know

That somehow

We'll keep movin on

There's so many wars we fought

There's so many things we're not

But with what we have

I promise you that

We're marchin on

For all of the plans we've made

There isn't a flag I'd wave

Don't care where we've been

I'd sink us to swim

We're marchin on

For those doubts that swirl all around us

For those lives that tear at the seams

We know

We're not what we've seen

For this dance we move with each other

There ain't no other step

Then one foot

Right in front of the other

There's so many wars we fought

There's so many things we're not

But with what we have

I promise you that

We're marchin on

For all of the plans we've made

There isn't a flag I'd wave

Don't care where we've been

I'd sink us to swim

We're marchin on

Right Right Right Right Left

Right Right Right Marchin On

We'll have the days we break

And we'll have the scars to prove it

We'll have the bombs that we saved

And we'll have the heart

Not to lose it

For all of the times we fought

For all of the things I'm not

Oh!

You put one foot in front of the other

We move like we ain't got no other

We go where we go we're marchin on

Marchin on

There's so many wars we fought

There's so many things we're not

But with what we have

I promise you that

We're marchin on

Right Right Right Right Left

Marchin On

Marchin on," I finished off the song and Lucy started clapping like crazy.

"Thank you, thank you," I bowed in my seat.

"Y'know that used to be my favorite song," she commented.

"Really, when did it stop being your favorite song?" I asked. She frowned a bit,

"When I gave up." I started to frown too but decided to forget about that.

"So what's your favorite song now?" I asked. She smiled.

"Have you heard of 'Scars to your Beautiful'?" she asked. I shook my head. She quickly raced towards her laptop, pulling up the song off of MeTube. The song started to play and Lucy mouthed the words with it.

She just wants to be beautiful

She goes unnoticed, she knows no limits

She craves attention, she praises an image

She prays to be sculpted by the sculptor

Oh, she don't see the light that's shinin'

Deeper than the eyes can find it

Maybe we have made her blind

So she tries to cover up her pain and cut her woes away

Cause cover girls don't cry after their face is made

But there's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark

You should know you're beautiful just the way you are

And you don't have to change a thing

The world could change its heart

No scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful

And you don't have to change a thing

The world could change its heart

No scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful

She has dreams to be an envy, so she's starving

You know, cover girls eat nothing

She says "beauty is pain and there's beauty in everything"

"What's a little bit of hunger?"

"I could go a little while longer," she fades away

She don't see her perfect, she don't understand she's worth it

Or that beauty goes deeper than the surface

So to all the girls that's hurting

Let me be your mirror, help you see a little bit clearer

The light that shines within

There's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark

You should know you're beautiful just the way you are

And you don't have to change a thing

The world could change its heart

No scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful

No better you than the you that you are

No better life than the life we're living

No better time for your shine, you're a star

Oh, you're beautiful, oh, you're beautiful

And there's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark

You should know you're beautiful just the way you are

And you don't have to change a thing

The world could change its heart

No scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful

And you don't have to change a thing

The world could change its heart

No scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful.

The song ended, and I was hooked to every word. She smiled.

"I listen to music a lot, so I don't think about, y'know, but I haven't been able since I lost my headphones. Music's one of the things that keeps me alive." I started at her in awe. She was so much deeper than the labels and the rumors, she had a sense of humor and she had motives. All I could do is along with her. "Hey, I just realized that I don't even know your name," she reminded. Oh right.

"It's Natsu, Natsu Dragneel," I sent her a toothy grin. She smiled.

"Nice to meet you Natsu, hey, don't you wanna bring some of your stuff if you're staying her?" she asked. She was OK with me staying?

"You're coming with me," I stated sternly. She gave me a weird look, confusion spilling through her features. "I'm afraid you're going to try something." She nodded,

"Honestly, I don't trust myself either."

(A/N: Hope you all liked that, I personally had fun writing it, although that seems a bit wrong, It's super fun to writing this stuff. Hope you all have an AMAZING day!)