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Lucy's P.O.V
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Lucy Heartfilia a name that brings me heartbreak and sorrow. No not the Lucy part. It's the Heartfilia part. When I was 10 I was in my room and my parents were reading me a bedtime story. In the middle of the story we heard two loud noises. One was a gunshot the other was glass shattering. My father went to go see what was happening and my mother and I stayed in the safety of my room. My father carefully opened the door and went downstairs. We soon heard people talking. One was my father and the other was a man. The man was yelling at my father demanding money. My father pleaded for him not to shoot the gun. Only seconds after my father requesting this there was a gun shot. My mother and I knew what happend. Slowly tears escaped from my mother and I's eyes. My mother told me to hide somewhere and being obedient I did. It's a decision I regret. The man came into my room and was going to shoot my mother if she didn't give him money.
My mother said she didn't have any. That infuriated the man and he was going to shoot. He did. So now my father was dead and my mother was dead. The man still in my room. I didn't know what to do the man was looking through my items. Then a thought in my head said to attack him do whatever you can to survive. As soon as the man turned around I jumped on him trying to gouge out his eyes. I was also biting him. And through the pain the man dropped the gun and I managed to get a hold of it. Out of instinct it was as if I knew what to do. How to use it. And I did.... I shot him in the arm once then I shot him again in the head.
He was dead. My parents were dead. I was a murderer. I didn't know what to do so I just sat down and cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I ended up calling the police. Yep I called the police and they came and helped me. I was taken in by a family with their last name as Fernandez. I lived with them ever since. Until I moved out that is. I moved out and bought an apartment and now I go to the hell known as Fairy Tail Academy. Ive learned it's best to keep my distance. Many people think I'm cold hearted and I can't blame them. I actually am a nice person but you have to chip through my outer layer to get to my real self. That's not what people do. They call me names and I showed them that I don't take that crap. I have sent numerous people to the hospital. I don't entend on having friends any time soon.

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