More NaLu angst… >:3 This is more like angst word vomit, but I hope you guys still get the angst feels.
Summary: Lucy’s life after she lost the most vital part of her body… her right arm.
Life wasn’t the same.
After missions, Lucy had a routine. Take her bath, prepare some tea and sit down and write down the novel she had started when her adventure at Fairy Tail had begun.
Now… the routine was lost.
And the only missions Lucy went on weren’t exciting. No action, no fighting, only hosting at restaurants and an occasional house work or dog walking missions.
You really couldn’t do much with one arm.
After her missions, she would just sit in her tiny apartment and watch T.V. and wait for Natsu to come home from whatever exciting mission he went on.
Lucy smiled sadly at the thought of Natsu, he still blamed himself for everything that happened. Lucy knew it wasn’t him that violently ripped her arms and her dreams away, it was the demon that had possessed him. Because Lucy knew, Natsu would never in a million years do that to her, or anyone for that matter.
Whenever Natsu stayed the night, he would have nightmares and cry in his sleep, guilt consuming him entirely. Lucy took her left arm and ran her fingers through his pink mane of hair and kiss his forehead and tell him everything was okay… even though it wasn’t.
That demon took more than Lucy’s right arm, he took much more.
He took her guildmark.
Her chances of becoming a novelist.
Lucy didn’t even know who she was anymore.
She use to remember… remember telling her mother about how she wanted to write, become a famous author, be known for something besides her looks.
Now she was just remembered as a girl who had her arm ripped off by her best friend.
Lucy had contemplated death, but knew the action would be selfish knowing that Natsu would miss her immensely.Lucy used to love waking up, but now life was just a hassle waking up to.
Maybe one day… she’ll recognize who she is again.