I twirl my blue sapphire ring between my thin fingers thinking of when everything wasn't screwed up and complicated. Mother doted on me all the time and I received her unwavering love like a child should have. Father was busy with his business partners and associates but he still made time for me,his beloved only daughter and child. I'd play with Lizzy by the old park with its shiny emerald green grass,translucent crystal blue pond,and playground fit for toddlers. My parents would watch us from under the shade of a big oak tree sitting on a comfortable wooden bench. They put on a mask of happiness but I knew better than to think it was real,there seemed to be an unknown trouble weighing them down. The problem with adults is that they hide the bad things from their children and pretend that everything's okay when it's all gone to Hell. I want to go back in time and erase all of the stains in my life,the splotches that don't seem to come out no matter how long and hard you clean them. Please,just shut me off,fix me,and wind me up again to face the despicable world.
Sebastian steps through the door and he has his usual fake smile. I have my feet propped up on the dark wood mahogany surface and my ring still being played with in my hands. I glance up and meet his crimson eyes that seem to follow me as though I'm a prized jewel or pet.
"Hello,Sebastian. What brings you to my office?Is there any trouble?" I slip the ring on my finger and set my hands along my chin. There has to be a serial killer roaming around the streets of England or a thief robbing from house to house. When Sebastian has that smile it means that there's trouble brewing.
"Not at all,my lady. The queen requests that you attend her royal ball. Here's the letter." I twitch at the mention of a ball and since it's the queen who's hosting it,I'm required to dance. How wretched. I have two left feet,I'm clumsy,and extremely shy. I'm a wallflower.
I grab the pen sized knife used for letters and cut it across the top, opening it. I read it at least one hundred times to make sure that what I'm reading is correct and that my eyes aren't deceiving me. I really do have to dance with a million strangers and socialize with them. I hate dancing and attending private parties.
"I-I can't go and there's no possible way that I'll be able to dance. Send a letter telling the queen that I'm sick. I'm sure that she'll make an exception!"I breathe nervously and stutter when I talk. I absolutely CAN NOT go and make a fool of myself. The Phantomhive family will be shamed for all eternity!I'm the only wealthy girl in all of England that isn't capable of being graceful. I look like a petrified chicken when I'm on the dance floor.
"Ciellia,you have to. You don't have a choice. Listen to me. I'll teach you how to properly waltz. There's no need to fret over this."I nod and blush from the closeness of his face to my own. I can feel the heat of him and smell the faint scent of roses in the early morning and a light cologne. He's tremendously beautiful,so much that I want him all to myself.
"Yes. Thank you,Sebastian..." I lean my body closer to his and hook my arms around his neck. He takes a step back and I release my hold but he smiles. What was I just doing?Fuck!Did I almost kiss him?My face turns a thousand shades of red and I hear him laughing.
"I didn't know you thought of me in that way,Ciellia. I am a devil and you don't want to get too close to me. Although,I'm here to serve you in whatever way you'd like." His lips brush my cheek with a gentle stroke and he whispers in my ear something that I can't possibly write down. I bring my hand down on his face and glare at him.
"You pervert!There's not a chance in the world that I'd do that with you!Y-You're-!"
"I wasn't being serious. I just wanted to have a little fun by teasing you. After all,you need to be older before we do 'that'."I stare at him in shock and shudder at his creepy idiotic grin. I pick up a pillow from my seat and throw it directly at his face. He dodges by tilting his body to the side before it has a chance to make contact with his skin. I'm going to kill him and hide the body in a dirty old trash can. I'll toss it in the ocean and no one will see him again!
"Jerk!How lecherous can you get?I swear that you're a whole new level of nasty."I scoff and return to my previous work. I settle down in the chair and ignore the fact that he's still in the room. The seconds tick by and his aura is mysterious and too happy as usual. It's sickening how he can smile at the grimmest and tense of times. One day he'll regret messing with my head.
"Are you going to leave or stare at me all day?" I set the papers down and sigh hoping that he'll go and leave me in peace. I have too many things to think about and do.
"I think that you'll have plenty of time to finish the work after I'm done teaching you how to properly dance. Come along now." He extends his hand to me and I take it. I'll learn how to dance,go to the ball,and continue with my work. How hard can it be?I'll be done in no time.
