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Chapter 6

Lucy's P.O.V

Drinking is to die for

I couldn't... I don't really know what to do. I'm at lost in my emotions, my words, every single part of my body is aching. My heart aches and yearns for someone I cannot have.

Why is the world so cruel?

The loud sound of the music, the loud beats, cheering, screaming, hardcore partying. You can already guess where I am right now. Damn right, I'm at a fucking club.

A fucking club

I, Lucy Heartfillia, Daughter of Jude and Layla Heartfillia. The heiress of Heartfillia: Lock and Key, home enterprises. I have been blessed with everything. I graduated with consistency and high remarks, recommended towards the best schools. I was one of the best model working for the best fashion company in the world. And yet... here I am. Wasting myself away all because I got my heart broken.

How pathetic.

I didn't know why I even went here in the first place. I was not one to go out and party nor to drink and get all tipsy. I guess, I just needed time away from all that had happened.

I came alone.

After the fiasco that happened back at the hellhole, I just lost it. I just didn't function right. As if, I lost a part of me. As if, a part of him was planted into me then ferociously ripped away and tossed in the trash.

I was stupid. Too much of a fool to realize the faults. I should've been a better wife. I should've been the best I can be.

I could feel the tears drip onto my skin. I quickly swiped away the tear, hoping not one could see how much in pain I am.

"Hey, isn't that Lucy Heartfillia? The rich spoiled brat? Oh my God! What is she doing here? In a low and rundown club?" Each word pierced through my heart like a knife.

"She's probably being a whore. I can't believe Natsu would go for her." I flinched, but didn't have enough courage to move.

"Her dress is so out of style! Some high-paying model she is." Honey, this is the latest dress Fairy Tail corp. has released. You're just jealous because I don't do rags.

"Look how hideous she looks! Definitely gonna take a pic of this— Hey!" I flinched. Please don't as I took the little bit of courage I had left to stop but then was quickly brought to a halt.

I quickly turned my attention around to see the commotion.

"Hey! Let go of me, jerk!" The girl, who tried to take my picture, shrieked at the man. From afar, I could tell that his grip only got tighter by the second. Although that didn't stop the other party goers from doing there thing which is: not paying them any attention.

"A pretty lassy like you shouldn't be messing around with my lady". He hissed back. By that, I scrunched up my face. My lady? The gorgeous, caramel colored man must be confused.

"I wasn't even going to do anything!" She yelled, struggling to get away from his tight grip which only made it worse. "Yeah right," He said, grabbing her phone and flashing something in front of her. "Pretty ladies shouldn't lie like that." With that, he dropped the phone and stomped on it. Then he slowly came close and whispered something in her ear. The girl looked at him with fear and quickly took the chance to get her hand away and run.

"That, wasn't my best approach. But, for my lady? I am obliged to help you at any means necessary". He said, making his way towards me while stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Well, caramel. I don't suppose my husband called you to fetch for his whore of a wife?" I spat. Glaring at my almost empty glass of who-knows-what.

He sighed and grabbed the cup from my hands and tossing it away as if it were nothing."Hey! I was going to finish that."

"First, my name is Loki Leo. I don't work for no shit, I work on my own accord. But, that policy changes when money gets involved." He stated, opening his coat, looking for something.

"I was sent by someone to fetch you and bring you home". He handed me a card, a business card to be exact.

Celestials

Pft."Like heavenly bodies?" I joked, allowing my eyes to wander over his visible six-pack abs, visible jawline, high cheekbones, gorgeous emerald eyes. He looks gorgeous! The suit and tie just even made him even more handsome! "Well, you surely look like a work of art fit to be called a 'heavenly body'".Oh God, I should stop. The drink's getting into my head.

He chuckled and clicked his tongue after. "My lady, you are a true beauty. Sadly, I have to bring you home. I am not payed to kidnap you and have you as my own". He said, tossing in a wink, making me scowl.

"Who the fuck sent you?" I asked, starring eye to eye with him. I refuse to be not answered. That is not how a Heartfillia works.

"My lady, a true pearl you are". He said, stepping a bit closer. Almost breaking the little space barrier I had left for myself. Placing my hand on his chest to back him off a bit, but to my avail it didn't work.

"What do you want from me?" I said sternly, bringing out a much more fierce and confident side of me. I am not a Lady who you can just fiddle with.

"Simple," He whispered, huskily. "I want my pay". With that, I felt a sharp pain on my arm. I swear, I tried my best to fight of the drowsiness was coming, but to my avail, I couldn't. The struggle was real but I was too weak. Far too weak to throw a punch.

Good Lord, what have I gotten myself into?

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Breath in.

Breath out.

Breath in.

Breath out.

"Lucy, you should wake up." A gentle voice called out. So motherly, so tender and so warm. As if I was wallowing in a tub of the warmest and best pillows on Earth.

"No!" I yelled at who knows what. I couldn't see what or where I was. Where the hell am I? God, I need to get out of here as soon as possible. This place is far to freaky.

It was a literal blank. Like it was all white. An ocean of well-white painted walls, surrounding me.

"Lucy," the voice called out. It was familiar. Almost, like—

"Lucy!" I quickly woke up, almost smacking the person who interrupted my deep slumber. It was a good nap, but not one I would like to comeback to at anytime.

Ugh! My head fucking hearts. I scrunched up my nose and held my hands up to my head, trying to ease the pain. Erza saw this and reached for some bottled water and medicine. I muttered a thank you.

Erza took no hesitance and immediately pulled me into one of her strong hugs. I could feel myself slowly losing air from her tight grip.

"I was so worried about you! I tried to call, I tried everything possible. Where had you gone?" She said, looking at me with her light brown eyes. Those full of worry, sadness and something else.

"I came an hour later after you called. An important matter came into hand and I just had to attend it. I'm so sorry". In could not help but smile. Erza has always been responsible. She knew her priorities, needs and wants. She knew control and patience better than anyone.

"It's fine, Erza". I said, giving her hand a tight squeeze. Giving her a look that made her feel reassured.

Out of the blue, all the things that happened yesterday and last night came back in, I quickly had a mood change after that. I looked at Erza then asked. "Erza, what happened last night?"

"You were passed out, like hella passed out. Like 12/10 kind of passed out—" I cut her off by putting my hand over her mouth and said. "Give me the facts, I don't want lies or any bullshit for that matter. I had enough heartaches and headaches for one day".

Erza nodded her head slowly and I pulled my hand away. She took in a deep breath and gave out a release. "I found you passed out in the club. I went looking for you along with the girls. Lisanna and Mira came here to watch in the morning. Levy came in a bit before me and just left a few hours ago."

"You looked for me?" I gave out a confused look. And I was sure as hell, I was not seeing things. There was a fucking God-like man who sedated me and brought me here. I'm not letting this slip because that's just not right.

"There was a man, Loki! Yeah, he sedated me and then he was talking about—" I stopped as I could see Erza was not catching on. She gave me that look that made me feel like I was insane.

"Maybe, you need some rest. I think the drinking got to you a bit more than it does to Levy when she's drunk". Erza replied, winking and laughing it off. A dream? Probably, but it did feel so real. Although, I was drinking. Like a lot.

Sighing and just shrugging it off. I'll deal with it on another time. This cannot be the least bit possible or even real. I must have been hallucinating.

There was an awkward silence between us for a moment as Erza went back to answering emails and probably texting her heads and board members.

I decided to bring up the topic from yesterday. I took the little bit of courage I had left and then looked at her. Taking in a deep breath, then letting it out.

"I want a divorce".

"You want what?" The voice from the door screeched. I looked up and saw my oh-so beloved loyal husband. Natsu Dragneel.

Still stunning as usual. Slicked back pink hair, oynx eyes still gleaming with his fucking pride, his tux and tie made him look good enough to be put to bed. Over the years, he has grown into a man but lately? He's been more of an asshole than a man.

"Say that to my fucking face again!" He said stomping his was towards me, pushing aside Erza with one swift push and slamming his hands on the small table beside me. Causing it to shake due to the furry he unleashed.

I took in a deep breath and looked at him in the eye. Not allowing any of my confidence to seep through me.

This is what he wanted.

This is what he was lookin for.

Well, know— I'm giving it to him.

"I want a bloody divorce".

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