~ Prologue ~

I remember the pain I felt when he walked in. I remember the way his eyes narrowed, not just at the scene but, mostly at me. I knew he was angry, perhaps even jealous. It was hard to read his face as a shuddered gasp erupted from my throat. I knew that he was disappointed. I didn't have to see his face to know it. The moment the man had noticed him, we pulled apart. I really didn't listen to the man dress and leave, nor did I hear or see Sebastian escort the other out. I was to deep in my thoughts, and sense of regret, to really notice anything.

I got up from where I had laid, picking up my discarded clothes and fixing the remaining to the best of my abilities. I walked, which felt more like scurrying to the solitude of my room, closing the door and sitting upon my bed, awaiting my butler's wrath. I knew from the first moment I saw him enter that he felt immensely betrayed, angered, and many other things. I saw them emanate from his lovely, scarlet eyes. I wished I could have faced him in much better conditions but, I was so ashamed and regretful that I could not have made myself to look suitable. My shirt and jacket were still opened, wrinkled and stained with the scent of sex and semen, my shorts barely hanging on my hips, my hair a mess, and my eye patch still lying beside me, damp from sweat and tears.

I could barely look up at him when he returned, my eyes cast down to my hands, fingers fiddling between each other, awaiting for Sebastian to start yelling at me. It felt like several hours had passed, he just standing there, a betrayed look in his eyes, his lovely features holding nothing but a disgusted look.

" How long?" was the question spoken.

Millions of things rushed through my mind as my eyes met, serious, scarlet ones. I was a bit shocked by the question. I wasn't really expecting him to ask that first but, he did, and I wasn't planning on hiding anymore.

"Three weeks..." was my almost silent response, though I had wished he hadn't heard it.

I know he did though, by the scowl he gave me.

"And how long exactly were you going to keep this in the dark from me Ciel?" he seethed out, stepping towards me a bit.

I wanted to respond but, my mouth just opened and closed, no words coming out. My eyes looked back down, once again, attempting to avoid his gaze. I watched as his feet came closer to me. I nearly yelped when my chin was harshly grabbed by his gloved hand. My eyes shuddered open and, as I looked up into his beautiful eyes, the eyes that I had fallen in love with, I knew that he would probably never trust me again. I felt regret boil, curling its ugly vines around my heart, tightening its hold until I couldn't breath.

''I-I'm sorry..." I whimpered as his grip hardened.

"Sorry..." he spat, eyes flashing in anger. "You're sorry. You, who betrayed me! You, who said that you loved me! You, who went behind my back and fucked some other man! You, who said we were equals; that you would never betray me. And you have the gull to say that you are sorry."

I flinched as he roughly shoved me back onto the bed, sadness striking me numerous times with what felt like cold, invisible knives. My eyes looked up into his pain-filled ones. I whimpered as he spoke again.

"I thought that we had something special. I thought that you were different from the other humans scouring the world. But, now I see that you aren't anything different. You pathetic piece of filth!"

Tears started to fill my eyes upon what he said. I never wanted this to happen. I didn't want that man to touch me, nor did I want to go behind Sebastian's back. I felt like breaking down, not caring if he was watching me or not. I knew how much I had betrayed him and how much I had broken our bond.

"S-Se-Sebastian, you d-don't un-understand. I-I..."

My head jerked to the side, my eyes wide as an unbearable, burning sensation spread across my cheek. A few tears fell, calming little of the burning, my fingers touched where he had smacked me. I looked back up to him, shaken from the blow. Never had I ever been smacked like that before, and it hurt knowing it came from him. His dark eyes stared down at me, an angry scowl planted upon his beautiful, pale face.

"I don't want to hear it!" he shouted, fangs bared. " I'm tired of all of your sickening games and your stupid lies."

"I-I - "

"NO!!! You insolent little shit! I am not going to listen to you anymore so just shut your damn mouth! I am done talking to you."

I could feel the remains of my heart shatter as I watched him go, slamming the door on his way out. Sniffling, sadly, I scooted up to my pillows, hugging my knees tightly as I buried my face within their warm confines. I allowed my tears to finally fall, crying loudly as feelings of regret, sadness, and many others overcame me once more. What have I done?

Sebastian... I whimpered, soundlessly.

So what do you think.. should I write more or just leave it as it is? Review please.