'Authors P.O.V
A boy not older than 13 years of age sat at a desk full of papers. The stacks obscuring anyone from viewing his face. His beautiful bluish green hair shining in the sunlight was all you could see.
The paleness of his slim but small fingers running smoothly across paper to paper filling each one with details. The silent howl of the wind across the windows, The dancing of the branches in the silent night. One might say that this was a peaceful place without one disturbance, but that is far from the truth.
Many screams and crashes could be heard throughout the extremely large, yet vacant mansion, even barks were echoing off the walls. All of the noise was disturbing to the young earl, who sat at the large desk which was overflowing with massive piles of paper, and he hadn't even begun to finish half of his work. As he sat there concentrating, trying to block out the noise, a slightly tired and sluggish feeling started to creep it's way into his mind and body. Sighing the young earl stood and stretched letting his limbs crack and relax from their once confined state. He grabbed his notebook, that he kept secretly locked inside his desk's bottom right hand drawer, and he exited the office. Slowly, he made his way back to his room making sure that no disturbances would find their way to his ears.
Finally, he made his way back to his dimly lit room and to his king sized bed, which was white with golden framing. The walls were also all white, and the curtains were a dark shade of blue that contrasted well with the wall color. In the right corner of the room, nearest to the bathroom, was a white piano. There was a wardrobe that sat on the other side of the bathroom door and another desk that was smaller than what was in the office.
The young Earl walked over to the desk and sat down. He picked up the soft feathery Quill and he dipped it slowly in the ink to confine the tip in black. He brought the quill down to his now open note book and he started to write.
' Dear Sebastian,
though my feelings will never be conveyed to you for you will never see this letter I feel like writing all of my feelings out. But this is a very foolish and childish thing to do. I have been writing un-sent letters for months to you all hidden from your knowledge.
As your master I am not allowed to feel the things I feel towards you but ever since I could remember I have been alone and A slave. My parents deaths always reoccurring in my dreams. It always made me feel safe with you around laughing, smirking, angry, hungry, embarrassed I'm glad that I was able to see all this and no one else, But I don't have long to live. As I have said in previous letters I have a very fatal disease. Called Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease. They say I only have one more year to live. Although leaving you will be very painful for me I think it would be the best if I left. You were never really given the choice of a normal life, Nor were you given the freedom you deserved. But that will all change in a few more days. You will have the freedom you secretly always wanted and It will cost me my life for it to happen.
But I will gladly give my life for the cause.
~Sincerely, Ciel Phantomhive
The young earl slowly set the quill down and he sighed contently. He pushed himself away from the desk and he stood up. Each passing minute, hour and Day that passed took it's toll slowly on the young earl and when ever the butler came around he had to stifle the bloody coughs. To say the least dying was killing him quite literally might I add.
He silently made his way over to his silk covered bed and he smoothly slid underneath the covers. His body racked with the coughs he had to conceal due to his butler just being a few doors away.
*knock knock knock.* silent yet loud knocks made their way to the young earls sensitive ears and he groaned. "Come in." He said and a handsome man who's age is unknown walked into the room. "What is the matter Sebastian?" He asked because the butler usually never goes into the young earls sleeping chambers unless called.
"I was worried young master. You weren't in your study and I found blood on the floor I thought someone had taken you." He said and he walked over to the young earls bedside table. "Well i'm still here is there anything else? If not please leave, I need my sleep I have plenty of work I need to catch up on thanks to those ingrates we call servants." He said and he turned back over.
The butler tried to hide his shock but failed. He was surprised at the coldness that the young earl was showing him. So instead of saying anything he just turned and walked out of the room, Unknowing to him, He left the young earl crying. 'This is the only way.' He repeated over and over to himself.
-Outside the mansion-
Sebastian's P.O.V
"I wonder why the young master was acting like that. He seems more distant now." I said to myself thinking hard, Wondering if it was something I did to upset him. "He started to get distant a few weeks ago after the doctor visited for his yearly check- up."
~flashback~
"Thank you so much for the trouble of coming all the way out here just for a check- up." I said bowing to the doctor and he shook his hand back and forth. "No no my son it is no trouble at all." He said and I led him to the young masters room.
"Young lord? The doctor is here." I said and I heard a reply, So I opened the door. The young master was sitting on his window seat looking out with the wind blowing his hair back. "Very well thank you Sebastian." He said and I bowed.
I let the doctor into the room and shut the door behind him. "Sebastian out. Do not listen nor interrupt." He said and I was going to protest but decided against it and I left the room. About an hour later the doctor exited the room and I walked him to the front door.
After I saw him off I made my way back to the young masters room. He sat where he always sits during doctor visits, Except he was pale, Very very pale. "Young master is something wrong?" I asked him and he seemed to snap out of his thoughts. "No- it's nothing you are dismissed." He said and I bowed leaving, him to his thoughts but I couldn't stop the sense of dread creeping its way into the lower parts of ,my stomach.
~End of flashback~
I sighed sitting down on the garden bench. I convinced myself that when he goes out tomorrow to visit Lady Elizabeth I was going to search for any clues. Hoping to myself that that sense of dread I felt that day wasn't going to come true.
I have made and finished yet another story/chapter. I am extremely proud of myself. everyone seemed to be making these kind of stories so I said "Heck why not?" Ha ha ha my humor. But my brother still wont let me leave and neither will my boyfriend. Sigh save me my followers!