Yes, I'm sorry for taking so long to update! I know I know, I'm a horrible person who should be wiped clean from the face of the earth. Thank you to all my awesome reviewers, and also the people that have faved this story, you guys make me all smiley =D Anyway, here ya go!
Lucy POV
I stared at the boy angrily, how dare he insult them! Who was he to waltz up to me acting like best friends, then insult my family! Unbelievable! Feeling a strong hand on my shoulder, I snapped my head to the side, only to meet the calming eyes of Sting. "Lucy-chan, leave him. I'll deal with this boy later. His eyes got a strange look, and I raised an eyebrow in confusion, before nodding. Putting on a mask of indifference, I turned to the pink-haired boy.
"Please go away." I stated blankly. Expecting him to leave, I turned my back on him so that I was facing Sting. But I felt a strong hand grip my wrist. It felt oddly familiar, just the tiniest bit, but I quickly dismissed this to my imagination.
"Lu-chan! Stop it! Why are you acting like this? Why! You're siding with the enemy, they're gonna use you and then toss you away like garbage! Come back with me!" Whirling around, I slapped him across the face. Hard. I could feel my eyes watering, I was so tormented. Why couldn't this guy just leave? He was making me feel a shred of regret for leaving Fairy Tail. Yes, it was small, but it was there nonetheless.
"Go away! I hate Fairy Tail! Hate them! The whole lot are just a bunch of liars, and that must include you!" I was breathing heavily now, chest heaving after my rant. My eyes were burning with tears, but I angrily refused to let them fall.
xXx
Someone cleared their throat, and everyone turned to look at pumpkin head. "Well, that was quite a show! Oh well, everyone, off to your lodgings. And remember, no fights outside of the Games!" It was obvious that he was nervous, but I ignored. Instead, I fell quiet and followed everyone out onto the streets. We walked a little ways to a hotel. I had a shower and climbed into bed almost robotically. When sleep finally claimed me, I wish it hadn't.
(Dream)
I was walking through a meadow. Today, I was meant to be training with the dragon-slayers, but first I had to see the master. Vaguely, I wondered what it was about. When I got to his office, he called me in. "Lucy-san, you're weak. I thought you would be more useful than `this, but apparently you're not. I want you out of my guild by sun-down.
xXx
I was at Sting's. Don't know how I'd gotten there. I remembered what master had said, so I rushed from room to room, trying to find him or Rogue or Lector or Fro or someone! But, something was off. The house was dark, and shadows were leaping at me out of nowhere.
"Out of our guild! Useless!" They chuckled horrible things like that. I felt tears come to my eyes.
"No! I'm not useless! Go away!" I was beginning to feel claustrophobic. This wasn't right. Panicking, I started `to scream. I was losing it, no other way to put it. "Sting! Rogue! Someone! Make them go away!" I curled into a ball, sobbing. I wasn't useless. I wasn't weak. I wasn't the best fighter, but surely I had some value, right? With a flash, the horrid shadows disappeared. I peeked up to see Sting standing there. "S-Sting-kun." Relief flooded through me and I smiled.
"Lucy-chan. You shouldn't be here."
"I know, It's dangerous. What were those?"
"No, I meant you shouldn't be here. You should be packing, after all, you have to leave by sun-down." My eyes widened as I realized what he meant.
"No! Why? Am I not strong enough? I'm sorry, I'll try harder!" he smirked, then squatted to pat me on the head. I was still on the ground, and I felt strangely small.
"Of course Lucy-chan, you are weak. We don't have weaklings in our guild, remember? Because the type of people we hate most are weak ones. Loud, whiney, useless ones. You fit this description perfectly, so you need to leave." He said all this in a calm but cold manner. I flinched. The way he said it, like he didn't care about me, I would have preferred it if he was yelling at me, because at least then he would have been expressing some emotion. As it was, it was like he regarded me as dirt on the sole of his boot, nothing more.
"No." I choked out. "Please."
I sat up, grimacing. That had sucked. I guess Pinky-san's words must have affected me more than I thought. Sighing, I ran a shaking hand through my hair. I was trembling. Wow. I forced my body to relax, and eventually the trembling ceased. I really needed to get a grip.
Natsu POV
I stared at my bedroom ceiling, sleepless. I couldn't get Lucy's words out of my head. 'I hate Fairy Tail! Hate them! The whole lot are just a bunch of liars, and that must include you!' My fists were clenched and my jaw locked, I was tense all over. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer; the silence was killing me and I needed to move.
xXx
Rushing out the door, I ran onto the streets. Pushing my way through the crowds, I finally reached a small forest. It was deserted, so I stopped and stared. It was beautiful, bathed in the moonlight. It was deserted, so I stopped and stared. It was beautiful, bathed in the moonlight. Just like Lucy. Lucy… I felt a sob wrack my chest and I screamed, collapsing to the ground. This was even worse than the first time she'd deserted me. This time, she'd actually said she hated Fairy Tail, me included. Lucy, beautiful Lucy. Smart, kind, loving Lucy. Gone. All because of me. The sounds escaping my throat were broken and inhumane. I just wanted Lucy back. My Lucy. But no, I'd deserted her. And now she was gone.
Erza POV
I was walking through the streets when I heard a sound. It was out of place, not like the happy bubble of this crowd. Moving towards it, I frowned. It sounded so lonely, so ruined. Finally reaching the source, I stared. It was much louder now. The source came from Natsu, curled up on the ground, screaming. He missed Lucy, I knew it. We all missed her so much, but Natsu was probably hit worst; he'd been the one closest to her after all. Hesitantly, I walked forward. What I saw in front of me wasn't a man, but a little boy. A boy who'd been shattered, almost beyond repair. Cradling his head, I sat on the grass and whispered to him. He seemed to calm down a bit, but the sobbing never stopped. No, this wasn't a man in front of me now. It was a boy. A boy who felt all alone in the world.
Done! This was…kind of depressing, huh? But I'm trying to keep it emotional, please tell me if I'm succeeding. I for some reason, really enjoyed writing this chapter. Also, if you have any suggestions for the story, let me know, and I'll see what I can do. Thank you for reading, and please continue to do so. Until next time!