~AnnaBelle' s POV~
"Damn," I cursed under my voice. It was over dawn. The night sky was jet black speckled by bright lights. I need a place to stay. I knew this time of day will not be safe. I've been wondering around over two hours! Why was it so easy to escaped from that bloody bastard then trying to find shelter? I've should have planned this over.
FLASHBACK (3rd POV)
"Where is she?" a man asked. He couldn't wait to see her. His flabby belly bounced as he stood up. The only response he got was silent. He was already impatient. He couldn't held back his sexual tension. "Well? Don't just stand there! Fetch her immediately!" A maid trembled when she saw the dark aura around him. "Yes m-master," she stuttered. She hurriedly walked her way through a flight of stairs and rapidly knocked on a door. "Master wants to see her." On the other side, there was a cruel maid opposite of the other. She grabbed a petite girl's hair dragging her head up to her own face. "Why are you his favorite!?" The girl replied with a blank face. She only gave her a foolish look representing hers. She hissed once more and carelessly threw the girl onto the floor. The other maid yelled at the woman and helped the girl up. She tried checking the girl's face to see any bruises or marks, but the girl swatted her hand away. She lend her into the wash room and started cleansing the girl's body. When the maid was done, the girl was dressed in a black lacy dress. The neckline draped over her bare shoulders while the frilled lace caressed her snow white skin. The length of the dress was made from pure silk which dragged on the floor when she walked. The maid managed to pull long black stockings to her slender legs that reached to her mid-thigh. The girl frowned. She hated what she had to be dressed in. The black laces would tore her innocent look. "Go," the maid whispered in order. The girl slowly walked towards two golden doors. She clenched her hands into a fist and pushed one of the handles. She crept in seeing a big figure sitting on a kings bed. Candles were lit flickering shadows on her body. "Annabelle. Don't you look dashing in your gown," the man chuckled slightly while looking at her head to toe. Annabelle growled in disgust making sure he didn't heard. "Come, sit on my lap," he smirked patting his lap. Annabelle walked over to the nasty man. Without warning, the man snatched her wrists and pinned her small body down creasing the bed sheets. He reached under her dress rubbing her soft skin. Before he could go any further, his ears were blinded from an ear-splitting sound. Annabelle was holding a gun that the man placed on a desk near the bed. The bullet went straight to his stomach. He anguished over the pain. The crimson red liquid oozed ruining the dress Annabelle had on. The red grew larger on her dress not until she pushed him down making a thump on the floor. When the man tried reaching for his phone, Annabelle shoved the gun into his head causing him to fall back. "Go to Hell, old man," she spewed. That was the last words he heard from the silent girl. The trigger was pulled causing everything he saw to black out. Annabelle reached into a cabinet drawing out a beaten down cloak. Without having to hesitate, she ran into a window and leapt leaving glass shards on the ground.
END OF FLASHBACK
I chuckled under my breath. I uttered the last words once more. "Go to Hell, old man."
Author's Note
So, how was it? Yeah, not very happy-like. I promise, there will be some happy scenes but some very heart-breaking moments. I didn't get to finish because I took a vacation to Universal Studio in Orlando, Florida! WAHOO! More chapters will be coming up but you know, teens have school! Don't worry, I've been writing in my journal for a long time and I decided I wanted to share it for you Kuroshitsuji lovers. More like fangirls. And fanboys. LOL! Please, feel free to comment of how I'm doing. Thanks! Ciao, Meow~!