Ciel was always busy. If not busy, always ignoring me.
He didn't like to talk so, he didn't. Not to me at least. To that creepy butler of his.
He didn't like to spend time. Not with me at least. With his creepy friends, like that butler of his.
I do love him- with my whole being- terribly cheesy as it may sound. But my body was emptying, my soul breaking. Sixteen years of loving, earning less than nothing for it. I may be his betrothed, but I can never be his lover. Not in his eyes. I was tiring fast.
I needed escape.
I needed it, fast. Before I became beyond repair. I was good at putting on an act for my family, friends, even Ciel. The happy, innocent and naive little girl I was perceived to be. I didn't let anyone into my sad, dark, threatening interior. Sadly, my act was tiring as fast as the actress. It simply wouldn't do much longer. But then-
My escape arrived.
The darkness surrounding me was suddenly sucked out of the air into a being, materializing before my eyes. Tall, slim figure. Clad in black. Straight, dark hair. And blood red eyes.
Just like the butler.
I should've screamed. I'm sure Lizzy four years prior would have. Still I didn't. I simply sat there, at the edge of my bed, looking straight on. Not Scared. Unwavering. Silent and still, as the flawless being in front of me. I suppose I was mesmerized, perhaps even spellbound would be appropriate. He- I assumed male- was quite stunning. I wouldn't go as far as saying beautiful, as I have experienced true beauty in the form of Ciel. This "man" was, altogether, quite captivating though. His figure was quite strapping, the hair almost sparkling bright, even in its darkness. It was however the eyes that held my attention. Those eyes, I was sure I'd seen them- of course.
That butler.
My thoughts turned bitter, my mouth sour, my throat dry with anger. I supposed my eyes darkened and my brows creased. The man smiled and gave a small chuckle.
"Jealous I see?" His voice was not as smooth as Sebastian, but twice as dark.
"I don't see why you should know," I challenged boldly.
"I've quite the catch this time, haven't I? You seem to be acquainted to a certain aquaintee of mine. You are also very special to the subject of his interests as well. Quite nice, yes. I shall so enjoy having you as my next... companion, of sorts. What say?" He extended an arm, a gesture I found most improper considering the circumstance of our meeting and the place. His fingers extended. I suppose he wanted me to place my palm in his. The idea of it scared me. The thought revolted, created a certain churning in my stomach.
Too bad my bitterness got the better of me.
I shrugged of my fears, somehow, and placed my hand in his. He pulled me into his arms, kneeled, rested my back against his knee, then placed his hand over my heart. "What could there possibly be to loose Sir? What say?" A light shone from his hands and I felt a sharp pain piercing my entire body. My back arched, my mouth wide as if to scream. But not a sound.
"More than you could possibly guess my dear." A smile graced his lips and I blacked out before I could say a single word.
That was the day a demon came and said he would take me away from my pain. Ok, I said. So away I went.