A/N I am so sorry it took this long to post the second chapter! English class is a bitch… I do promise that this fic will get finished it might take a while though…
Sebastian's eyes went wide for a moment. Raped? Surely Grell has been mistaken… Sebastian thought to himself as he watched the once-strong Shinigami on the ground before him, sobbing into his own thin hands.
"Grell... You are positive this happened?" Sebastian asked softly but seriously. Grell's sobbing stopped for a moment and he looked up at Sebastian, almost looking as if he were offended.
"You really think I would make something like this up? Why on earth would I say I was raped if I hadn't been?! I know what happened to me Sebastian! I was raped!" Grell was practically yelling this as he tried to stand on shaking legs, falling back to the ground again. But this time he didn't fall though, as Sebastian caught Grell and lifted him up, setting the Shinigami onto the bed that was in the room.
"Okay… I apologize for offending you, Grell. It's only that you sometimes overreact on some things…" Sebastian said softly, bowing his head in a form of an apology. He looked to Grell for a moment; the Shinigami was covered in what looked to be his own blood. Sebastian frowned to himself, how long has he been like this? I must check his wounds for an infection… Sebastian thought to himself. The demon cleared his throat after a moment,
"Grell, I must ask that you remove your shirt for me." Sebastian said, quick, straight to the point. It should have been that easy, but alas, it wasn't. Grell narrowed his eyes at Sebastian. Sebastian swallowed thickly. If looks could kill Sebastian would have been already dead,
"How do I know you won't do the same as William did?" Grell asked defensively. Sebastian sighed deeply. He needed to say the correct thing or else he wouldn't be able to gain the Shinigami's trust,
"I wouldn't rape you because I am not William T. Spears." Sebastian said, grimacing at the name, "I simply wanted you to remove your shirt so I can clean your wounds. I would much rather not have a dead Shinigami in my master's mansion. It makes for a mess in all reality." Sebastian explained. He hoped it would be enough to convince the Shinigami that he could clean his wounds. Grell looked at the other for a long moment before he reached for the top button of his shirt, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, leaving the blood-stained shirt on his shoulders.
Sebastian's eyes went wide, just for a single moment. Before him was Grell, obviously, but there looked to be bruises and wounds scattered all over the Shinigami's body. Sebastian couldn't even begin to count the amount of wounds that were on Grell's body, though many of them had an infection,
"How long have you left these as they are Grell?" Sebastian asked, trying his hardest not to look away in disgust. Grell shrugged a bit,
"I can't be sure really. Shinigami are known for their fast healing but it hasn't made any progress. It's only gotten worse though. I had to walk here. "Grell said, looking away as if he were ashamed of himself. He was usually able to teleport himself… Why couldn't he do that now? Sebastian shook his head, moving to get off the bed to ready some medical supplies and tools,
"I'm surprised you're not dead yet. How much do they hurt?" Sebastian asked. Grell frowned deeper, looking away,
"They hurt a lot… I think there's an infection." He said, looking to Sebastian. Sebastian's frowned deeper as he nodded,
"Yes… I noticed that. It's going to hurt a lot you know that correct?" Sebastian said as he brought all of the medical instruments over to the side of Grell's bed, "You're allowed to scream, cry, and beg for mercy. I won't think any less of you, but I won't stop until the wounds are closed. Do I have your permission to continue?" Sebastian asked as he moved to take his gloves off as well as his jacket. He wasn't about to go and ruin a perfectly good jacket when it could be prevented. Grell took a moment to compose himself before looking to the demon,
"I-Yes… I give you my permission Sebastian." Grell said as he gripped the sheets of the bed so tight that his knuckles turned white. Sebastian simply nodded and pulled up a chair in front of the bed and sat down. He reached for an antiseptic and cotton ball and dipped the ball into the liquid,
"Brace yourself Grell. This will hurt quite a bit." Sebastian warned the Shinigami. Grell nodded a bit and tensed himself up as if he were preparing himself for even more pain than he was already in. Sebastian waited a moment before he pressed the cotton ball to one of the larger wounds. Sebastian figured that if he were to close up the larger and more threating wounds that he would be able to keep them from becoming more infected and puss filled than they already were.
Grell's eyes went wide with tears. It had hurt a lot more than he expected. The Shinigami bit his lip, he wouldn't cry out. Not in front of Sebastian. Not like this. He didn't care what the demon said, he was stronger than this. Grell took in a deep breath and held it. It seemed to help with the pain a bit. Sebastian looked up a Grell for a moment before he moved to drain the puss from the wound he was working on. If he were a human, he would've vomited long ago. But that didn't stop himself from being disgusted from the sight of the stab wounds and the bruises. William Spears was a monster. Yes, Sebastian was a demon but that didn't mean that he didn't know that what happened to Grell was a disgusting crime. Even Sebastian was above such things…
Sebastian simply huffed and continued to work on Grell's wounds while Grell tried his hardest not to scream in pain as Sebastian stitched the deep wounds closed. Occasionally Grell let out a gasp and Sebastian would look up and made sure that Grell was okay before going back to his work. It was hours later that Sebastian had tied off the last stitch and had disinfected all the rest of the wounds,
"There. It's finished now. Is that better?" Sebastian asked as he cleaned his hands of blood. Grell nodded, face covered in dripping, smeared mascara and makeup that had come off in places that he had rubbed his face. Sebastian nodded again before looking to the Shinigami for a moment, "Is that all of them?" he asked. Grell shook his head,
"No. There's another on my back." The Shinigami said in a small voice. Grell slipped his shirt off and there on the middle of his back was Sebastian's covenant, cut and stabbed into the middle of Grell's back.
Dun dun DUUUUN!
I hope that you enjoyed this chapter and again I'm sorry for not posting for a while. Life sucks y'know? Also please tell me if you want me to write about the rape. I'm kind of on the fence about going into detail about it so please comment and tell me!