I woke up and opened my eyes. Where am I? I do not remember much… Barely anything. I rubbed my eyes. As soon as I started to move I heard some people talk excitedly. Why would there be people around me? There weren't a lot of people near me, usually. I sat up, wincing as I did so. My entire body hurt. What happened to me? I look around. I seem to be in a house of some kind. No, it is bigger than a house… More luxurious. A mansion? I wince when someone starts speaking loudly. My head hurts. Everything hurts.
"Look! She's awake!" a blond boys says, enthusiastically. Why was he so happy to see I was? Most people rather saw me dead, to be honest. The boy walked towards me, but I did not want that. I moved away from him a little.
"Finny, you're scaring her!" scolded a red-haired maid. She also walked towards me, or at least attempted to do so, but tripped over a carpet, taking a bowl of water and a towel with her. Awesome. I am being taken care of by a bunch of incompetent idiots. As the maid tried to get up someone opened the door of the room.
"Finnian, what are you doing in here?" a tall, black-haired male asked the boy. Finnian looked at the man.
"Ah, mister Sebastian, I was just seeing if she was okay! I was really scared after I found her like that." Suddenly everyone was staring at me. This scared me a little, so I tried to move away again. This time it did not actually work, since I tried to move my left leg. Accidentally I let out a small sound as I felt the pain shoot through the body part. What even happened to me? I was covered in so much bandages I could almost pass for a mummy. The butler looked at me and I noticed his crimson eyes. Eyes are not supposed to be crimson… That is just not natural. Then again, my own eyes did not look that normal either. From a distance they were blue, but if you got closer you could see they were actually quite purple.
"You should not try to move already," the butler said. "Your wounds could open up again." He walked towards me completely ignoring the other servants and gently pushed me back onto the pillows. I did not like this. I did not like this at all. I did not like people touching me. I did not like people ordering me around. He did both at the same time, and it made me angry. As soon as he let me go I pushed myself up in a sitting position again, pretending it didn't even hurt me. The butler just looked at me for a while.

"Very well then…" he looked at the maid. "The library needs to be cleaned," he said. Next he looked at Finny. "And I believe the trees need trimming?" he said. So that boy was a gardener? "I will take care of our guest now," he continued. The two gave me another short look as they nodded and left. I did not really know if I wanted to be alone with this butler. Something about him was… Peculiar. Scary. When the two were gone he turned his attention back to me.
"I am Sebastian Michaelis, butler of the Phantomhive Household, where you are currently staying," he said. I gave a small nod in response. He looked at me, expecting an introduction from my side. I knew he would never get one, even though he did not. You see, there was a minor problem I had communicating. I did not, ever, speak. They would hurt me if I did. He sighed, probably already getting annoyed by me.
"And what is your name?" he asked. It was Ren. Ren Ivy, to be precise. Well, that was the name I chose when I got out, anyway. Maybe they found me and tried to take me back? That would explain the state I was in… I looked at the butler, Sebastian, and shook my head. He gave me a look, a curious one this time. "You cannot tell me?" he asked. Now I nodded. I could, actually, but that would mean punishment. I did not want any punishment. The butler picked up the bowl of water the maid had dropped. There was still some water in it. He put it back on the table and dipped the tip of a towel in it.

"I am just going to clean the blood of your face," he said. He probably wanted to make me presentable for… For whom, actually? Did he want to present me to his master? I was not the ladylike kind of girl, so introducing me to someone important, which this guy was, judging by his house, would probably go wrong. Although it is hard to screw things up when you do not speak, it is certainly possible. Because of my train of thoughts randomly racing I did not even noticed he got so close to my face until the towel already touched it. It surprised me that the butler was actually quite gentle with me. He did not look like a gentle person to me. When he finished cleaning he put the now dirty towel back on the table. I assumed he would put it away later. The butler looked at me, still hiding under the blankets as much as I could.
"I have to look at your other injuries, as well," he said. I gave a small nod. That would mean I could not hide under the blankets… And judging by where it hurt, he would have to see a lot of my body. He gently took the blankets from my hands and uncovered my sore body. There were bandages and bruises everywhere, but the main thing I noticed was that I wore a nightgown instead of my own dress. I carefully felt the fabric of the nightgown. It was soft… Then I looked back at Sebastian, questioning. Did he put me in the dress? Then he already saw a lot more of me than I would have liked. Sebastian began to undo some of the bandages.
"Yes, I put these bandages on you and yes, I dressed you as well. But don't worry, I didn't peek." This confused me. How could he do that without peeking? I winced as he touched the wound on my left leg to clean it and made the mistake to look at it. Oh my god… It was bad. I could not stand these kind of things at all. Sebastian just looked a little confused.

"You seem to heal awfully fast," he said. Was this injury worse before? That almost cannot be. The butler looked at me.
"Does this have anything to do with your eyes?"

AN:
So, this is my first fanfiction published here... Or anywhere, to be honest. (publishing things is scary)

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