Chapter Twelve: Fear

"What do you need to tell me?" Lucy asked, gazing at the unsteady man beside her. The two sat on the porch steps of her father's house, waiting for his answer.

Natsu's eyes were trained on the ground, tracing lines in the grass as he tried to figure out how to come clean. He'd thought about it a few times, but never enough to actually form the first sentence needed to start this conversation. How was he supposed to break the news to her?

He sighed, feeling the shakiness in his breath. He had to do this. It wasn't fair to her to keep this secret. If she was going to be with him, then she deserved to know what she was getting into. He opened his mouth, only to close it. Every time he thought maybe he found the right thing to say, he stopped himself. He couldn't help but feel like a pathetic idiot for even losing against alcohol.

Natsu felt something touch his hand. He looked down, seeing Lucy's smaller hand on his own. 'She's here with me,' he reminded himself. 'She needs to know...'

Natsu's other hand came up to run his fingers through his pink locks. He hadn't brushed them since yesterday, so there were a few tangles and knots to be found. He hadn't even thought about what he must look like. The lack of sleep weighed heavy on his body. He could already feel bags forming under his eyes... or darkening... He already had bags under them before this, just not as bad.

He just feared her reaction. He didn't want her to reject him, to cast him away like something damaged. He wanted her to want him for who he was, but 'who he was' made himself sick. For the first time in his life, he was afraid to confide in Lucy, the girl who stuck by his side all throughout school even when people told her she was too good for him. She was his best friend. He had to say something.

"You don't have to tell me," Lucy said, breaking through his thoughts. "If you're not ready-"

He shook his head, cutting her off. "No, I have to tell you..." He just didn't know how. He finally looked up, seeing those big brown eyes on him. He could see the kindness in her eyes, the understanding. If there was anyone in this world who could understand him, it was her. She'd been through worst pain than he had through the last four years. His alcohol problem seemed like child's play considering the abuse and rape she dealt with.

He felt frustrated that he couldn't utter a simple sentence. 'Just say you're an alcoholic... Just do it! Stop wasting her time and man up!' He cringed when he realized he was starting to sound like Elfman of all people. Pushing that disturbing thought aside, he realized he needed to get on with it.

Natsu opened his mouth, determined to finally admit his problem. He felt the dryness of his throat. For a split second he thought about how he should have drunk some of the wine offered to him. He dismissed the thought, cursing his poor self-control. With a cracked voice, he confessed, "I... I have a-an," he cleared his throat, feeling pain throb in his heart. "An... a-alcohol addiction..."

Lucy's eyes rounded a bit, the feeling of her hand on his lifted, making his heart strain from her rejection. He wanted to turn away, but he kept her gaze, watching her eyes for any signs of emotion. That's when he felt a strange sensation on his face.

Her hand had come up to cup his scarred cheek. Her eyes didn't change, still full of kindness. "How bad is it?" She asked, voice soft but strong.

He gulped, not caring to admit more, but knowing he had to. He had already gotten past the hardest part. Everything else should be easier. "It's... pretty bad..." Natsu stared into her eyes so long that he started to see his own reflection in her chocolate orbs.

Being as completely honest as he could, he said, "right now all I want to do is drink." Natsu gulped, feeling the tightness in his throat. He knew he was close to crying, but he didn't want to give in. He wanted to be strong, for himself and for Lucy. However, he knew the truth behind the words he just spoke probably hurt Lucy just as much as they hurt him.

"Is that why you left after Virgo poured you some wine?" She noticed the way he flinched when she mentioned the alcoholic beverage. He muttered a 'yes', but it was barely audible.

Lucy remembered what Natsu said when they were in the bar, that it was his tradition to go to Fairy Tail after being dumped by a girlfriend. 'Is it worse than what he made it seem before?'

Lucy just assumed he was blowing off steam like most people do after a breakup, but maybe it was more to Natsu than just getting drunk one night. She remembered looking in his fridge for something to eat the morning after. She found a bottle of vodka in his freezer, but thought nothing of it. The refrigerator at the house she lived at had alcohol in it, so she figured it was normal.

'What if to Natsu, alcohol is like a razor to me?'

She thought about that for a minute, knowing just how addicting cutting herself was. If alcohol was any bit as addictive as people said it was, she could see how he'd fall into being an alcoholic. She wanted to show him that there was nothing to be ashamed of, but she knew it wasn't a good idea to normalize what he did. That might make it worse.

Honestly she didn't know how to handle this situation. She wanted to show she was here for him, but how exactly was she supposed to do it? A simple hug wouldn't change his behavior. She doubted one talk would erase the damage that was probably done to his liver. She had heard stories of people ruining their body over alcoholism, but she never thought she'd come face to face with someone who suffered the same fate.

Natsu's head dipped down, his bottom lip quivering. He felt the prick behind his eyes, but he still tried to hold out. He wanted to fight this. He wanted to overcome his addiction, but he didn't know if he'd be able to.

He didn't know if he was strong enough.

"I'm sorry," he closed his eyes, fighting back the tears that had surfaced. The heaviness on his heart increased as he muttered the words again. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm not strong enough." All he wanted growing up was to be strong for his friends and family. Now he couldn't even be strong enough for himself. He felt miserable, realizing he grew up to be the opposite of what he wanted.

If he could only go back in time and change things... Well, it was a hopeless wish, and he knew it.

"Hey," Lucy put her other hand on his knee, trying to bring him back to her. "You don't have to be strong all the time." She scooted in, wrapping her hands around her best friend. "I'm here for you. You don't have to go through this alone."

That statement was enough to break his resolve. The tears spilled, racing down his flushed cheeks. He tried to hold back a sob, but it racked through his body without his permission. "I'm sorry," he cried, not able to stop himself now, or come up with something better to say. It was all he could think about. He was sorry.

Sorry for the life he lived. Sorry for letting her go without a fight all those years ago. Sorry for laying down with women who meant nothing to him. Sorry for ruining his life and dragging her down with him.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled though the pain. He felt Lucy's arms around him, but that only made him feel smaller. He thought he'd feel better admitting his problem, but it only made him realize how horrible he truly was. He let alcohol run his life for the past few years, and never once considered himself addicted until just recently.

"Shhh," Lucy cooed, running one hand through his hair while the other rubbed circles on his back. "Don't be sorry," she said, voice barely above a whisper. "We all have our demons."

She knew that all too well. She still felt the urge to cut herself, to mutilate her body even though she was away from her husband. She resented herself, her body repulsed her. She had scars decorating a good amount of her skin, mocking her whenever she saw or felt them. Sometimes they tingled when she saw the sharp edge to a blade. The sensation was enough to make her want to dull that pain with more cuts.

She pulled his head to her chest, not minding that he got her shirt wet with his tears. It was only fair since she did the same to him earlier. "I love you Natsu," Lucy said, meaning every bit of it. "I'll be here to help you if you need it." Her voice started to waver when she realized she needed help too.

'I can't tell him about my problem now,' she thought, not wanting to put anymore pressure on him than he was already had. It wouldn't be fair to unload this on him when he was already in so much pain. How would he feel if he knew the person he was relying on wasn't stable either? He'd probably fall further into whatever darkness he'd succumbed to.

Lucy held onto Natsu, even when his body started shaking. She had to be strong, for him. She had to put aside her problems to help him, because that's what friends are for. The blonde whispered words of encouragement in his ear, hoping that she was able to reach him. She just wanted him to smile again, even if it would take some time. "I'll be here for you," she had said a few times, meaning it more every time the words left her lips.

She didn't know how long they'd been sitting on the porch before Natsu's body finally stayed still. He pulled away from her, wiping his face with his shirt sleeves. He felt like a wreck, crying while Lucy consoled him. He felt like he should be better than this, but he knew the truth. He was a mess, and only outside help could fix him.

Natsu knew he couldn't do this on his own, and having Lucy with him and still craving alcohol only proved that having her in his life again wasn't enough to fix this issue. With a heavy chest, he said, "my first AA meeting is Sunday night."

Lucy gazed at his watery eyes, waiting for him to say more. She could see he wanted to add to it, but something kept him from revealing his true thoughts. Quietly, she asked, "may I come with you?"

"You'd want to?" Natsu asked, shocked that she'd said just want he wanted deep in his heart... What he needed. He didn't realize just how much support was required. He wanted to be strong enough to go it alone, but he felt weak inside. Damaged.

"Of course," Lucy assured. "I want to support you however I can. May I come?"

"Yeah," he said, still a little surprised. He knew he shouldn't be. Lucy was always a caring person. It was in her nature to try to help people. "You won't... be.. embarrassed of me... Will you?"

"I won't," she said, not raising her voice. "I'd never be embarrassed or ashamed of you, Natsu."

He nodded, feeling his heart warm from her statement. 'She's not ashamed of me.' It meant the world to him, because he was ashamed of himself. He felt pathetic, like a waste of space. If Lucy could accept him, then maybe he could learn to accept himself. He still needed to change. No, he wanted to change. He wanted to get better, for both of them.

Lucy pulled away as a sad smile graced her lips. "You'd... you'd do the same for me, right? Try to help me?"

"Yeah," he nodded, grabbing her hands, warming them up. "I'd do anything for you if you needed help." He glanced down at her legs. They were covered in jeans, but he knew what her skin looked like without them on. "Do you need help? With-" He didn't want to finish the sentence, fearing that he might offend her.

She sighed, knowing what he was asking. Lucy looked down as his chest as she opened her mouth, "I'm fine... Really." The lie made her heart sink. She felt like she was falling deeper into the abyss, further away from the help she desperately needed. As much as she wanted to tell him she needed him, she wanted him to get better first.

Natsu on the other hand, saw right through her. His hand came up, tipping her chin up so she could meet his eyes. "Hey, you can tell me if something's bothering you." Even if he couldn't help himself, there was no way he was going to let Lucy suffer more than she already had. He wasn't there the last four years of her life, and part of him blamed himself. 'I should have fought harder for you...'

Guilt and confusion swirled around in Lucy's mind. 'Do I tell him? No, of course not. He won't understand. At least there's a place for him to get help. Where would I go? A mental institution? No way. I should just stay quiet. I should just-'

"Lucy," Natsu's voice reached her, pulling her out of her downward spiral. "I promise I'll be beside you no matter what. I can't imagine it'd be easy to stop, umm... cutting yourself. If you need help-"

She nodded, eyes filling with tears. She leaned into his body, head landing against his chest as she balled her eyes out. "I-I d-do," she cried, throat getting thicker as she felt warm arms grip her protectively. As long as Natsu was with her, she felt like she had a chance.

She felt safe.

Now it was Natsu's turn to comfort Lucy. He knew they were both messed up, but he didn't know it was this bad. Maybe they weren't the best people to try to sort out these issues, but there was no way in hell he was letting her go through it alone. He didn't want her to feel hopeless.

Tears formed in his eyes when he heard her trying to hold back her cries. He'd been there before, trying to hold it all in. It only made things worse. Bottling up emotions never worked for him in the past, even though he continued to try to do it to this day.

He brushed his fingers through her hair, hoping he could make her feel better just like she did to him. He whispered in her ear, saying that he loved her, that she was brave, and that he'd be with her through thick and thin. Nothing was going to tear them apart again.

Nothing but themselves, and by the looks of it, neither were going anywhere any time soon. He wanted Lucy. He needed her. She was just as fucked up as him, if not more. The world turned its back on her, but he wouldn't do that. Not again.

"I-I don't," Lucy sniffled, disgusted that snot clogged her nose, making her voice sound strange. "I don't know what I-I'm supposed to do."

"What do you mean," Natsu asked, pulling her into his lap, His warm body surrounded her, giving her a degree of comfort.

"How do I fix me?"

Natsu's heart cracked from those words. He felt her body tremble, crying all over again in his arms. "You're not broken." He didn't know why, but saying that only made her cry harder. 'What the hell has this girl been through?'

He vowed in that moment that he was going to spend the rest of his life making sure Lucy felt treasured, that she felt wanted. Never again would she fear that she was 'broken' or needed to be 'fixed'.

Natsu sighed, realizing just a few minutes ago he had wondered how he could be fixed. Still, he wouldn't let Lucy feel this way. "You're perfect to me," he whispered, hoping his words helped.

But in the end, they were just words. Actions would speak a lot louder.

"I f-feel broken," she admitted, feeling defeated by her own urges. 'Is this how Natsu feels when he thinks about drinking?' The similarities between them shocked her. She'd much rather them having something else in common instead of their addictions. Both caused self-harm, just in different ways.

"We'll get help," Natsu said, believing in himself for the first time in a long time. "I have my meetings, and maybe we can get you into counseling or something. I don't know, but we'll get better. We'll both get better." He pressed his forehead to hers, closing his eyes just as he saw her fresh tears spill. "I love you, Lucy. We... we can do this."

Lucy looked up at him through her wet eyes, surprised by the confidence laced with his voice. It had her believing him too. A watery smile surfaced on her face as she thought about a better life with Natsu, both being addiction-free. She knew it was dangerous thinking like that, because if they couldn't get better, they'd be crushed. However, she knew it was also good to think this way. She was setting up goals to accomplish, something to look forward to.

Without thinking about it, Lucy leaned in to kiss him. Judging from the instant reaction he gave her, he needed the kiss just as much as she did. When she pulled away, she heard Natsu sigh.

"Lucy..."

"...yes?"

"Can... Can I kiss you again?" The heavy feeling in Natsu's chest almost prevented him from asking what his heart desired most in that moment. It was almost like he could hear her thinking, debating what she wanted to do. Finally she spoke, her voice soft and sweet despite the tears drying on her cheeks.

"Yes."

His arms tightened around her, pressing her against himself. He wanted to show her just how thankful he was to have her in his life, even if words fell short. Her lips tasted sweeter than her voice did as their mouths met again. His kisses were soft and gentle, savoring every second, trying not to alarm her. They were both going through a lot. He just wanted to be closer to her since they both needed comfort after confessing their addictions.

Natsu's hands loosened as one drifted up to softly tangle with her blonde locks. He didn't try to pry her mouth open. Instead he peppered her lips with careful pecks. Lucy responded by putting pressure against him, letting him know it was okay to fully kiss her. He opened his mouth, letting his tongue flick across her plump lips. She slowly opened up, inviting him in.

Truthfully she wanted this too. Talking about their problems was a good start, but she didn't want to continue right now. Instead she wanted to feel the warmth of Natsu's body against hers. They had the rest of their lives to figure out what to do. Natsu was going to his AA meeting tomorrow, and Lucy... well she didn't know what she was going to do. Right now she didn't care. She felt desired when Natsu touched her, so she gave in to the cravings. With him, she almost didn't feel disgusting or damaged.

Natsu's tongue slowly entered Lucy's mouth. Swiping against her own, he made sure to take his time as he explored the hot, wet space he loved. She sighed heavily as he bit on her bottom lip. That's when his hands started to roam.

His right hand was holding her head in place, while his left one was gripping her waist. "Tell me...to stop...if I...do anything...you don't...want me...to do..." Natsu breathed between kisses, not wanting to cross any lines with her. They'd already been intimate before, but that didn't mean he had permission for every time. He wanted to show her that he respected her body.

She felt safe when she was with him, so she left her worries behind. Lucy nodded while her lips were still attached to his. She knew exactly what he was capable of, and knew he'd respect her wishes if she didn't want this.

Who was she kidding though? She definitely wanted it!

Her hands cupped his cheeks, smoothing her thumb over his newest scar. It had been healed for a while, leaving behind a jagged piece of raised flesh. She'd be lying if she said she didn't think it made him look hot. It also made him look dangerous, and that was attractive all on its own.

Lucy didn't understand it herself. The scar on his face didn't repulse her, but the scars on her body made her feel hideous. She only hoped that Natsu was able to look past the cuts to see her for who she really was. She didn't want him to think she was ruined.

If only she could read his mind. Natsu didn't think she was ruined, either from her scars or from her husband's abuse. He loved her for the person she was. Her beauty was just an added bonus. His heart would forever be ensnared by Lucy Heartfilia.

Natsu's hand felt like fire as it finally made contact with her skin. His knuckles brushed against her flesh as he unbuttoned her shirt. Well, it was technically his shirt, but at this point he didn't care. She could have everything of his and he wouldn't mind.

When her hands touched his, he froze. 'Have I already pushed her too far?'

Natsu anticipated her to make him stop, but was stunned when she helped him undo the last of the buttons. Her shirt fell open, exposing herself to the pink haired man. He pulled away from her kissable lips to view the beautiful woman on his lap.

He loved the sight before him. The way her face and chest flushed, how a few beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, how her eyes hooded, she was gorgeous. He admired everything about her, not caring if he saw scars on her stomach. She was beautiful to him, no matter what.

Natsu looked around, remembering that they were on her father's porch. The estate was far enough away that neighbors couldn't see them, so that was good enough for him. Part of him feared that Jude or Virgo might come to check on them, but that wasn't enough to make him stop. Lucy was willing, and he wanted her.

With shaky fingers, he opened her jeans. Once again, she didn't protest. His lips sought out her collarbone. It was quickly becoming one of his favorite spots on Lucy to play with. His teeth scraped against her skin, asking permission.

With a breathy sigh, she answered. "Please..."

Sharp teeth sunk into her flesh just as his left hand awkwardly slipped into her jeans. The angle was odd, but he made it work. His fingers bypassed her wet panties and found her bundle of nerves.

One hand rubbed her clit feverishly while the other pushed her bra up to reveal her breasts. He sucked her skin, knowing he was making the pale flesh darken into a beautiful red mark. He wanted to be the only one to ever leave marks on Lucy's body again.

He swore on his own life he would do whatever he could to make that happen.

"A-aha... ngh..." Lucy arched her back as his expert fingers worked wonders on her nub. She whimpered loudly, so he had to keep her quiet. Even if no one could see them, he didn't want anyone in the house to hear them. "...ooohhh Natsuuu... Please... Keep touching me..."

The way his name rolled off her tongue made him almost black out from the intense pleasure coursing through his body. She was begging for more, and he aimed to deliver.

Her heady moans created so many lecherous thoughts. Instead of simply telling her to lower her volume, he silenced her with his lips. He swallowed every moan she offered, loving the way it made his mouth vibrate. His manhood was fully erect now, wishing she could rub against his erection. Unfortunately with the position they were in, she wasn't able to.

The man's greedy fingers on his right hand pinched and rolled her nipple, loving the mewls escaping her parted lips. Lucy bucked against the hot fingers in her pants, wanting... no, needing more friction. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling his face closer to her.

Lucy's generous breasts heaved up and down as her breathing became ragged. Her supple skin brushing against his fingers as they tirelessly worked on one of her perky buds.

Natsu's hot tongue danced with hers, trying to keep her from whimpering too loud when her legs started to shake. He knew she was close, and he was determined to send her over the edge.

Kissing her with all the passion he could muster, teasing her erect nipple, and rubbing her soaked clit was enough to make the blonde beauty come undone right there on his lap. A rapturous feeling tore through every fiber of her being while she rode out her orgasm.

Natsu continued his pleasurable assault on her body, making her feel an all-time high before having to come back down to reality. When she stopped convulsing on top of him, he pulled away. His fingers slipped out of her panties and away from her body as she whimpered at the loss of contact.

The pink haired man brought his wet fingers up to his face, letting them both smell her arousal. She was embarrassed, but strangely turned on by how hungry his eyes gleamed at the smell. She barely saw his mouth part as his tongue snaked out to flick over his cum-covered fingers.

Lucy let out a soft gasp as her face reddened. She was hoping he couldn't see her shocked expression as he pressed the fingers into his mouth. Natsu moaned at the taste, wishing he could lick directly from the source, but knowing they probably should be heading back in soon. They'd been outside for a while. He was sure their food was cold by now and the others were probably wondering where they went.

He let out an, "mmmm" followed by, "you taste so fucking good."

Chills ran down Lucy's spine despite the warm body against her. Natsu captured Lucy's lips, letting her taste herself through his mouth. Both of them felt a rush of heat flare through their bones. Natsu hadn't meant to be so forward, but he was glad he did. The blonde's tongue invaded his mouth with one mission in mind: Taste everything before it fades away.

Her smaller hands roamed down his chest, dragging along his abs through his shirt, and settling on his crotch. She could feel the large cock, and she wanted to set it free. Struggling to unzip his pants left Natsu enough time to regain some common sense.

"Lucy... stop." It didn't even sound like he wanted her to, which he didn't. However he knew they had spent a lot of time outside, and he was lucky enough not to get caught up until this point.

"Why?" She asked breathlessly.

"We shouldn't. At least not here." He said, looking around at her father's porch, but still seeing nobody else.

"Oh... Right..." She bit her bottom lip, wondering if her father would find it suspicious that they disappeared for so long. She also wondered if she could pass on dinner and go straight to her old room with Natsu to continue what they started.

"Let's uh... Get cleaned up..." Natsu said, placing his hands on her waist.

"Probably a good idea..." It was her only response, a blush dusting over her face.

While still straddling his lap, she buttoned her shirt up. Natsu fumbled with her jeans before her hands took over to close them up. He helped her get her balance as she stood up over him. He had to do a weird roll to stand up. The tent in his pants was very noticeable.

"Oh... Do you need to..." The redness on her cheeks intensified as she looked at the bulge, her own lewd thoughts forming from the possibilities of what she could do with him and that thick cock of his.

"I'm fine. Just uh, give me a minute to clear my head." His erection throbbed painfully as his boxers felt like the itchiest material he'd ever come into contact with. As he adjusted his pants to lessen the discomfort, he tried to think about unsexy things in an attempt to end his suffering. He went through his usual list of unappealing things with no luck. His dick was still as hard as a rock.

"Sorry, by the way," Natsu said, hand coming up to cup the back of his neck. He felt the sweat between his skin, letting him know that he really got himself worked up a few moments ago.

"For what?" Lucy asked as she finished straightening up her shirt. She feared he was going to tell her that he was sorry for confiding in her, but what he said surprised her.

The pink haired man's lips twisted in what looked like a grimace, "that was probably a horrible time for that..." He realized a little too late just how inappropriate he was by initiating a sex act right after they finished crying. "I shoulda waited until we were both better."

Lucy nodded, "it probably wasn't a good time, but there's nothing we can do about it now." She took a step closer to him, hand coming up to touch the scar on his cheek before she caressed his face. "Besides, I wanted it too. It surprisingly made me feel better."

Natsu grinned, leaning into her touch. "Are you sure that's not the orgasm talking?"

A small laugh escaped her lips. "I suppose it might have had something to do with it, but I still enjoyed it."

"I guess that's all that matters," he said, hands coming up to rest on her curvy hips. "I promise I'll think more about it before doing something like that again. I don't want you to ever feel like you have to go along with it just 'cause I do."

Lucy looked up at his green eyes. "I will let you know if I don't want you to touch me." That was something she could guarantee. She'd screamed for Jackal to stop so many times just to be ignored. She believed in her heart Natsu wouldn't pressure her into something she wasn't comfortable with. That was the only thing she had to rely on. Trust. 'I hope he doesn't break it...'

She took a deep breath, eyes softening as she looked at Natsu's face. "We're seriously the king and queen of horrible timing." He laughed, not able to argue with her there.

Lucy stepped into his touch, causing him to wrap his arms around her shoulders to keep her close. "But as long as I get to be your queen, I don't mind." She sighed, breathing in Natsu's smell. "We should talk more about what we have to do later. I think I've cried enough for one day."

"Yeah," he nodded, then rested his chin on the crown of her head. "I agree. You should get something to eat."

"You too," Lucy said, poking his firm belly. "Can't have you withering away on me."

Natsu was about to laugh when he heard the sound of boots stepping on pavement. He looked over, taking in a sharp breath at what he saw. Lucy looked up at him, seeing his green eyes widen. She glanced in the direction he was looking, fear striking her as she saw the man who caused her mental and physical torture for the last four years.

Jackal stopped a few feet in front of them, crossing his arms over his chest. Lucy stammered, thrown off my his presence. "Y-you can't be h-here!"

Her husband gave a wicked grin at her distress, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. She felt the urge to throw up and her heart sink into her stomach as he took a step closer to her, but she remained still, frozen in fear.

With a malicious tone, Jackal laughed, "but I just want to talk to my wife."

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