They never were so ashamed of themselves and filled with such guiltiness like right now. Those feelings make their stomach turn in a painfully way and a wave of nausea settles in, waiting for release. They shuddered, even though the temperature in the Kitchen was mild and goosebumps decorates their Skin.
Non of them dared to look up, nor did they wanted to make eye contact with each other. They just stared either at their lap or the Table. They didn't spoke, stayed in silence and waited. Even breathing was too loud in their ears.
Oh how they wanted to disappear forever, being swallowed by Earth and to atone the dreadful sin they have committed. Even death sounds, in a way, welcoming.
When Bruce has asked them that night what exactly happen and when everyone had told their side, all they had expected a small lecture from him. But Bruce's respond took their breath completely away, shook them to the ground and let their Heart beat so fast, it felt as if it would jump out of their Chest any minute and run away and leaving them still alive.
Bruce looked at his Sons with such utter disappointment and a hint of sadness. It didn't took long till his gaze turned into a icy glare. How could they? How?
Then he begun to spoke, his voice firm and steady. And when he was finish with voicing his disappointment, he took a sit at the Table, inhaling deeply and massages his temples. He spoke up again, telling that they need to act quick now and how this conversation is still not over.
When Alfred and Cassandra came back the next morning, both couldn't believe what had happen in such a short time.
Alfred scolded the Boys making it clear that he was disappointed and gave them a silent treatment for 3 days and after those 3 days they talked it out.
Cassandra acted different, she screamed at her Brothers, till she couldn't speak anymore, throwing stuff at them and at one point she tried to attack them, if Bruce hadn't't interfere there would have been a lot of Blood and probably an almost dead body. She had making her point crystal clear, how furious she was. She just felt so angry and sad at the same time.
Cassandra took the silent treatment to a whole new level, she didn't spoke with her Brothers for Two and a half month.
Cassandra cherished Ciel and it pained her that she wasn't with him at this dreadful night to protect him. Her baby Brother gone and probably in pain and she could nothing do about it.
She felt helpless, restless and it was making her slowly depressed.
It was middle July now, the Sun showed relentless her glory in a proud manner. Most people preferred to stay indoors for now, the heat was worse than last year and even the summer nights were way to hot.
It hadn't rained during the summer, sometimes there would be a few drops here and there, but it was never a rain shower. Summer this year just felt dragging and a slight feeling of dead creeped over the land, just waiting for a Victim.
Though the Summer fair was something everyone looked forward to. Although not everyone.
Dick could persuade his Sibling to go to the Mall today, they surely needed a change of colours and getting their mind a bit off.
They have searched for Ciel for five month now, without any success. They were getting restless with every minute they inhaled oxygen in their lungs. No sign, no hint, nothing. As if he suddenly disappear into nothing.
Not even his Mother, Chana though they mostly call her Esther, had a clue where her Son was. But they all knew that she didn't even care about him at all, she only took interest in him, when she could make Money with him. How Wicked.
Not to forget she preferred her Daughters more than her only Son.
Jason sighed loudly ever so often, way too crowded and loud in here. He was already annoyed with everyone and everything. Though on the other hand he could buy a few things.
He and Tim walked in silence, searching for their needed Shops and some Red Bull and Coffee. He glanced at Tim, yep he truly needs some Coffee. A hugh Cup of strong pure black Coffee. The younger Teen walked already sluggish and Jason could bet that Tim would probably fall asleep any minute.
They have reached the Coffee Shop, Flying Coffee, must be a new Shop. He hope they justified Tim's Coffee taste buds, the Teen could get so angry if the Coffee wasn't good tasting. It was hilarious for Jason sometimes.
As Jason stood their, waiting for his Brother, he begun to observe the people around him, a running habit in the Family. Though only when you were part of the Wayne Family, he wanted to laugh out loud but hold it back and just smirked a tiny bit.
His smirk dropped when he notice a small Boy at the entrance of a Pharmacy Shop, looking timidly around. He blinked once, twice, looked back at Tim and then towards the small boy again. And he felt how his heart beats a marathon, how his Stomach did a painful drop and his chest felt so tight right now that he could choke on his own air.
His little Baby Brother stood there, alive. He can't believe it, it wasn't even a dream, it was real. Fucking real. Ciel stood there and Jason had to act quickly.
He snapped a Picture of Ciel, walked to Tim and snatched him away before the Teen could grab his paid Coffee. Tim wanted to ask Jason, but stopped when saw Ciel.
«Oi! Ciel!» shouted Jason towards the Boy, he needed to see if it's really him. The Child looked up, starred directly at them. They could see how he started to cry, he walked towards them. Fuck it was really him.
He was almost by them, Tim already crouched down with open arms to welcome him and suddenly a Women picked Ciel up, not even sparring a glance towards the two. She was completely fixed on Ciel and Tim acted fast to snap a few Photos of the Woman's face. Jason on the other hand saw red and before he could shout her out, she already walked away. They followed her.
Ciel felt restless, another day without taking a nap or getting any sleep at all. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't, wasn't allowed to do. If she notice, he would get another beating. She always gave him something disgusting tasting to drink, to keep him awake. But he just wanted to sleep.
Isabella hummed happily as she cooked lunch, she was making her Sons favourite Dish, Tuna-Mustard-Orange puree. She glanced at Ciel, who still sat in his High-Chair and smiled, he was wearing his favourite Jacket. A Straight Jacket.
«After lunch we gonna have a nice bath.» she put the Bowl on the table and begun to feed him.
Ciel whimpered quietly as he waited in the Bathtub for Isabella. The Water was boiling hot, making him dizzy and turned his Skin painfully red again. At least he didn't have to wear the weird jacket for now.
Isabella stepped into the Bathtub and took place behind her Son, placed a hand on his head and dunked him into the water. She counted to fifteen and pulled his head up again. She started to wash him and herself, telling Ciel how proud she was of him and how good he behaved, but he would still get his daily punishment.
Ciel laid next to Isabella, she was fast asleep but he was wide awake as always. Wearing again the weird Jacket. He stared out of the Window, seeing a few Stars and the Moon.
A wave of hope washed over him, as he remember how he saw Jason and Tim in the Mall, but that was in July and they now had November.
A tiny smile decorates his lips, they were coming for him, his family is gonna save him from this wicked madness. The hope he had was strong and he wasn't going to give up.