Long Gone

by Star2877

Lucy lived all her life with only one person to love and care for her. That person was her mother, Layla heartfilia. At the age of 6 her mother died and her father started to abuse her. She had no friends until she started high school. The one friend she had became more than just a friend. That is until he left her. Will someone be able to save her from her pain. Read to find out.

4. Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own fairy tail Hiro Mashima does.

Lucy's pov

I woke up to see an empty spot beside me.

'I guess he already left.' I sighed.

I got up and went to the bathroom to see a note taped to the mirror.

From Natsu,

I'm sorry I didn't wake you up, you looked tired and I thought I'd let you sleep. I hope your feeling better. My mom left you some pain meds on the sink if your in any pain. Oh and she said you can stay as long as you want. Well I have to go or I'll be late. See ya when schools over.

"Oh shit, I need to leave now." "Dad's gonna be pissed."

I walked out of the bathroom and looked around his room for a piece of paper and something to write with. When I found what I needed I wrote him a short note saying I had to go home. I then looked around his room for my phone. I found it on the small night stand beside his bed. The screen was cracked.

'I'm surprised It's not shattered.' I thought as I picked up my phone and ran out of his house.

I looked around to realize he lived right across from Mongolia park.

'I know how to get home from here.' I thought as I started to run again.

~time skip Lucy's house~

'The cars not here, thank God.' 'That means he's not here.'

As I enter the house the overwhelming smell of alcohol and booze takes over my senses. I see beer bottles and broken glass everywhere. By the time I was in my room my vision was getting blurry and I could barely stand. I locked my door and slowly made my way to my bed. When I got there I fell on my bed and everything went black.

~few hours later~(pretend that was the SpongeBob narrator.)

I woke up to feel an excruciating amount of pain on my chest. I moved my hand to my chest and pulled it back to see blood. I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror to see my wraps covered in blood. I unwrapped the bandage and cleaned the cuts and bruises along my torso. I unwrapped the bandages around my head as well and then took a short shower cleaning the filth I had obtained over the week. When I got out I rewrapped my torso with clean bandages.

When I turn around I see my small backpack hanging there on the back of the door.

'I've been out too long if I keep missing days I'm gonna fail' The thought made me sigh.

I walked back into my room and set my alarm for school.

'I wonder if he's going to my school.'

"No that's stupid." I said as I shook the thought out of my head. 'There's no way he's going there.' I thought as I laid down awaiting another day of hell.