I am so sorry for the late update and really sorry about how short this is. I really didn't know what to write, but I though of this. I am sorry if it doesn't live up to any of your expectations or anything but I am sort of working on another fic so yeah... Hahaa.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does.

Chapter Nine

"So what did you want to talk about?" Sting asked raising an eyebrow.

"I need more clothes." I said. He looked at me a few seconds before I continue. "I want to go out."

"No, you can't leave the house because someone will see you!" Sting half yelled standing up from the couch.

"Sting, I have been in this house for three months straight! I feel trapped, like I am a prisoner... Do you know how that feels?" My voices cracking as I finish. He looked at me with a sad face.

"I just don't want you to get hurt, because if you do I would never be able to forgive myself." Sting replied quietly, my eyes soften.

"Sting I just can't stay here anymore, I need to get out. I don't know how long for but I need to be some else. You can come with me but I need to be somewhere else but here." I explained. He turned to the hall and walked off, I heard a door open then silence. I looked at the ground I did it again, I hurt his feelings and after what he has done for me...

"Blondie... come here." his voice echoed through the house, I walked quickly towards our room and saw him with a bag packing some of his clothes. Sting turned to me with a smile on his face, I gave him a confused look.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"We're going to go somewhere." My eyes widen, he really does care.

"Where?"

"I don't know but we'll go somewhere for a week or so. As long as you want." I felt tears coming, he started freaking out.

"Im sorry, did I say something wrong?"

"No, you didn't. You said something right." I walked towards him and hugged him. I felt him stiffen from my touch. "I swear you're making me fall for you."

"I knew you would sometime soon, I am irresistable after all." I could practically hear the smirk.

"Then stuff like that makes it go away." I let go of him and grabbed my bag. "When are you ever gonna call me by my first name, like when you don't want something." I ask curiously.

"What do you mean?"

"Whenever you want me to do something for you - you call me by my real name but other times which is most of the time you call me blondie... Why is that?"

"I don't know."

"Well, if you keep calling me blondie then do I get to call you blondie aswell or Stingy bee or..."

"Alright I'll try call you... Lucy, from now on." I smiled at him.

"Thanks, bee boy." I whispered the last part to myself and looked away. I know he could hear and I could feel the glare he was giving me, I laughed to myself.

Sorry for any grammar or spelling errors, I am not one for editting so...

~DragonPrincess. Xx