Chapter 4:
One of Those Days
This is the re-done chapter. Sorry, but I felt that the chapters where to rushed. So I'm re-doing them. Sorry for any inconveniences. And the dress Leiah winds up wearing is like Angelia's only black.
Sebastian:
I walked quietly by Leiah's room. She should be asleep by now, and I didn't want to wake her.
I heard mumbling from inside, and I stopped. Should I see if she needs something? No, if she needed something, she would go get it. After all, she is one hell of a maid.
She said I couldn't quite make out. I looked towards the door and opened it. After all what's the worst that could happen, her hitting me with a book again?
I was not expecting to find her asleep.
"So, dear Leiah, you talk in your sleep." I said to myself, sitting on the bed next to her. She said something, which sounded like Guinevere, as I brushed a lock of hair away from her face. She looked upset.
"No, Guinevere!" She yelled as she sat upright. A look of panic took over her face, and I put my arms around her.
"Get off! I have to save her! I have to" She tried to get out of my arms.
"Calm down Leiah" I whispered into her ear.
"No, I have to, I have to…" She dropped the sentence as tears started to fall. She covered her face with her hands. I brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, and she looked at me.
"What are you doing here Sebastian?" She asked
"I heard you talking in your sleep." She blushed. "And I decided to see what was worrying you. Who's Guinevere?"
She looked away from me, "No one." she answered looking away from me.
"That why were you so anxious to save her."I replied, cupping her face. Our faces were inches away.
"I don't know." She said as I pulled her closer.
"That's not an answer. There must have been a reason." I told her. She stared at my lips.
"There was none." she replied.
I leaned in close and kissed her.
Leiah:
What the FUCK. Ok, I wasn't planning on having Sebastian's mouth on mine. I suppose that's what I get for staring at his lips.
But, as things were, I kissed back. He held me tighter, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I deepened the kiss.
I just want to forget what happened. So, why not make out with a powerful demon on my bed? Makes perfect sense to me. Just forget.
WAIT, what the fuck am I doing! I pushed Sebastian off me.
"Hold on, what ARE you doing in here? You don't belong in here!" I said, glaring at him. He sighed.
"I believe we were past that part." He replied. I gave him a really look.
"You never answered the question." I retorted. "And don't give me that whole talking in my sleep bullshit."
"I told you the truth. I can never lie." He said. Oh, I forgot, normal demons can't lie. Thank the devil I'm not normal.
"I don't care. Just leave." I said, pointing to the door. He lay back in my bed.
"Damn it Sebastian, get the fuck out." I threw a pillow at him, which he easily dodged.
"I'm quite comfortable here." I replied, pulling me on top of him. I glared at him, my eyes changing from brown to their demonic red. He stared at me in shock for a second, but then regained himself.
"So, you're a demon also. You must be extraordinarily weak. You let yourself be caught. If you hadn't I wouldn't have ever know." He said. Weak my ass. If I really wanted to, I could gut him right here. Or I could torture him, break his bones, saving his neck for last, without even moving. However, as things go, I just looked down in shame.
"So, are you?" He tilted my head up.
"Yes. I guess I did let myself get caught." I said. He kissed my jaw.
"You did, unless that's what you wanted." He started working in my neck. I pulled myself off him and glared at him.
"No, I didn't. Now out of my room." I replied. He smirked at me.
"Why, you don't enjoy my company?"He teased.
I pushed him off the bed. "Take a clue Sebastian. No, I don't." I got off my bed and opened the door. "Here's the door. I suggest you use it." Not a suggestion. He smirked at me as he left. I closed the door and locked it.
Sebastian:
I smirked at the wall separating my room from Leiah's. I had heard he clime back into her bed, and fall asleep.
I had kissed her. If I was a different demon, I wouldn't be in my room at this moment. I would be in hers. But I'm not that kind of demon. And, anyways, that would come later.
Leiah:
I had attempted to sleep after Sebastian left. Didn't really work. I had a feeling that it's going to be one of those days.
I frowned at my mirror. Crap, I have nothing to cover that. What is that you ask? The hickie Sebastian gave me. Yes, a hickie! And I have nothing to cover it.
I grabbed my brush so I could fix my hair in a desperate attempt to hide the red mark. Yes, I hate Sebastian now.
I scowled as I climbed the stairs to the kitchen. Sebastian smirked at me when I entered.
"I'm not speaking to you butler." I told him.
"Oh why not."
I moved my hair so he could see his crime "This is why." I growled. He gave me another smirk. I'm ready to kill him.
"Don't fucking smirk. There's nothing good about this." I hissed. His smirk grew into a smile. I growled and went to preparing breakfast for my mistress.
After receiving a burn from preparing breakfast, creating a few new swear words, and almost killing Sebastian, I went to the mistress's chambers to wake her.
"Good morning mistress." I said, placing a cup of tea on her bed-stand. She glared at me.
"Go away Leiah. Let me sleep."
"But it's time for you to wake up." I proclaimed, taking a dress out of the wardrobe.
"Go away Leiah. I want to sleep." She threw a pillow at me. I sighed. I so don't need this.
"My lady, I suggest you get out of bed before I drag you out by your hair." I threatened. She glared at me.
"You wouldn't."
"Yes, I would. I've been having a very bad morning. So please just cooperate." I said. She glared at me as she sat up.
"There, happy you damned demon?"
I smiled. "Yes, very much." She yawned as she sat up. I undid the laces on her nightgown. She slipped out of the lacy fabric and into the dress. As usual, I laced up the corset, a little harsher than normal, and slipped on her shoes.
"Leiah, your hair is different today. Why?" she asked as I pulled her hair into her normal low pick-tails.
"Nothing of your concern." I told her. She nodded, causing me to lose my grip on her hair. I bit my lip.
"My lady, if you would kindly not move, I still need to finish doing your hair." I said.
"Sorry."
So far the day had been going well, for everyone else. Right after I finished cleaning the library, tutoring my mistress, baking a cake for Lord Ciel, I still had to re-clean everything I had already done because those three fucken servants messed everything up. I was currently preparing lunch.
"Fucking servants. Can't they do anything right? Really, just don't destroy anything. Is that really so hard. And that damn butler," I growled as I tightened my grip on the knife I was holding. "Is going to fucking kill me. I'm no slave."
"You're correct. However, your hand is sliced open." Sebastian whispered in my ear. I snapped out of my rant and looked at my hand.
"Crap, shit, son of a bitch!" I dropped the knife as more curses climbed out my mouth. Sebastian took my hand and ran it under the water.
"Cursing won't heal your hand Leiah. Just allow it to bleed longer." He told me. I blushed as he bandaged it.
"Thank you." I said. He looked at me.
"For what."
"My hand. I was so not here when I did that." I told him. He smirked at me, and I considered stabbing him.
"I could see. You rest. I'll finish dinner." He said. I nodded and decided to watch him cook.
I could only imagine what Gabriella would say. Probably something having to do with me getting laid. "Leiah," she would start, "you have an extremely hot guy in the same room as you. You also haven't had a guy in FOREVER!" I started giggling. Succubi, what can you do with them.
"Gab, I don't need a guy." I would reply before snapping the rim of my hat down. She would put her hands over her chest.
"You're suppose to have sex about every 2 weeks. It's been like, 2 centuries."
"It has not been 2 centuries. Only 2 years."
"THAT'S EVEN WORSE!" I fell off my chair from laughing. Sebastian looked over at me and sighed.
"You are going to break your neck." He warned. I was laughing to hard to answer him.
"May I ask what's so funny." he said when I finial calmed down and stood up.
"Nothing, just the little people inside my head." I said as I turned to walk away.
"Wait, come back here." I turned and walked over to him.
"Yes?" He handed me a paper.
"I need these ingredients for dinner. Go get them." I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Excuse me? When did I become someone you could boss around?" He cast me a warning look.
"Whatever." I headed up to my mistresses room.
"Come in." She said. I entered with a smile.
"What is it Leiah?" She asked, sounding annoyed.
"I'm being sent into town. Would you like to come with me?" Her face lit up as she jumped out from behind her desk.
"Are you kidding me! These business reports are so dull." She shouted. I smiled and grabbed her coat. I put it on and buttoned it up.
"So, why are you going into town?" She asked.
"Blame Sebastian. He needs food for dinner, and I don't feel like going alone." I told her true fully. She rolled her eyes.
"Well, I want some candy while we're there." She told me. I sighed. Children always want candy.
We walked outside where Sebastian was finishing up the carriage. He held up the door so my mistress could get inside. I climbed up to the front so I could drive.
"Have fun Madam." He said. "I hope it doesn't rain." He looked up, and I glared down at him.
"If it rains, I'm gonna hurt you." I threatened. He smirked at me, and hit the horse's ass. The bolted, and I grabbed the reins.
"DAMN YOU SEBASTIAN!" I yelled back at him. I didn't need to look t him to imagine the smirk on his face. I got the horses under control and said quite a few curses in a dead tongue.
"Leiah, is everything alright?" Lady Amelia asked.
"Yep. Nothing to worry about!" I stated as we continued around the road. Could my day get any worse? Wait, forget I said anything, because it could SO get worse.
We arrived at the market, and I had to remind my mistress not to run off. It would just make my day if I had to look for her.
"Oh Leiah, where could I run off to?" she asked as I looked at some fish.
"I don't know, but knowing you, you'd find a way." I said. She laughed as she ventured over to another stall. I paid the man and followed her.
"Don't touch my lady." I scolded. she rolled her eyes.
"Don't forget who the master is." She said.
"I haven't. I'm just reminding the master of what's correct and what's not." I said, turning so I could look at some almonds.
"Leiah, you said we would get some candy." She wined.
"We are mistress. Let's finish up here first." I said impatiently. She sighed. My mistress can be very impatient.
We finished, after much wining from my mistress, and proceeded to a sweet shop. I love my mistress to death, but I had lost count of how many times I'd almost threatened her life if she didn't shut up.
"What do you want Leiah?" she asked. I looked at her in shock. She never offered me anything. What is London doing to her.
"What do you mean?"
"What do you want to eat? Chose something." I put a hand on her forehead.
"I think you're coming down with something madam." I said. She rolled her eyes and swatted my hand away.
"I'm fine Leiah." I stared at her.
"Who are you and what have you done with my mistress?" I asked. She laughed and grabbed some taffy.
"Chose something Leiah." She instructed. I looked over the shelves and found what I was looking for, chocolate. I paid the man at the counter and we left. Lady Amelia was already chewing on her taffy.
"Hey, look at this. Two pretty little cats seem to have lost their way." A guy said, stepping into out path.
"We're not lost. In fact, we're heading back to our carriage right now." I told him.
"Really. Well then, let us escort you there." He replied as a gang of men surrounded us.
"We don't need an escort." I told them. My lady took another bite of her taffy.
"Really. Two beautiful ladies in this part of town, unguarded. Why, you might get hurt. Even if you're all bundled up." He grabbed the sleeve of my coat. "In fact, this is some high end stuff. Where'd you get it pretty?" I rolled my eyes and looked at my mistress.
"Madam." She sighed.
"Leiah, get rid of them so we can get out of here."
"Yes my lady."
Sebastian:
"Leiah's a WHAT?" my master yelled.
"Master, please calm down. It won't do you any good to shout." I told him. "Leiah is a demon, however, she's a weaker demon. That's why I couldn't pinpoint her as a demon. Weaker level demons have an easier time blending in with humans."
"How did she acquire the knowledge to summon a demon?" He asked. The carriage pulled up outside
"I don't know." I answered.
"Well find out." I heard the door open, and people enter.
"Sebastian! Get your ass here now!" Leiah shouted. I looked at my master.
"If you'll excuse me, I have a demoness to calm and dinner to prepare." He waved me off.
I left, and found Lady Amelia standing outside the door, chewing taffy.
"Hello Sebastian."
"My lady."
"Leiah's looking for you. She seems pretty upset. Oh, and thank you for telling Ciel about Leiah. It saves me the trouble of having to tell him." She walked to her study and left me in the hallway.
I headed down the stairs and into the kitchen to find a very pissed Leiah. She was dripping wet, with water falling from her hair. She was currently shaking her coat off.
"Why, hello Leiah. Did you have a nice trip?" I asked. She glared at me.
"Fuck you Sebastian. It started raining on the way back. I'm soaked." She complained. I smirked, and was rewarded with a punch.
"Don't you dare smirk at me. If you hadn't said anything, it wouldn't have rained!" She scowled and put her coat on the rack.
"Did you at least get everything I asked you to?" She pointed to the table.
"Yes. I got everything. No, I'm going to get changed." She left, glaring at me as she left.
Leiah:
"I swear this fucking figures." I scowled as I looked in my closet. I had been wearing my maid outfit because I thought that it wouldn't be a big deal. But now it dripping wet, and I need something else to wear. And, of course, I have nothing.
There was a knock at the door. "Come in." Mey-Rin entered some black fabric in her arms.
"Sebastian wanted me to give these to you, yes he did." I took the fabric and found it to be a dress.
"What's this?" I asked.
"It's a dress, yes it is." She said, looking scared.
"I know, just, I don't know. Thank you Mey-Rin. You can go now." I said. She left and I looked over the dress.
"Better than nothing." I mumbled as I slipped out of my wet dress. I toweled myself off so I was some-what dry. I also rung out my hair and took out the ribbon it was held with. I sighed.
"It figures. Sebastian must have God's number or something." I mumbled as I put on the dress I was given. I twirled around and giggled. I kept spinning, and my giggles turned into full-blown laughter.
I fell to the floor, still laughing. After a while, I calmed down stood up. I pulled on a pair of knee-high white stockings and black boots. I brushed off my dress and looked in the mirror. I scowled at the mark on my neck. I was going to kill that damn demon.
I quickly pulled a brush through my hair. I was too lazy to put it back up, so I left it down. I positioned my hair so it covers the ghastly mark. One last look and I was ready to go.
I first headed to my mistress's study. Her mouth dropped when she saw me.
"Oh Leiah, you look wonderful." she said. I blushed and twirled so she could see the rest of my outfit.
"I missed my dress." I said, holding onto the black fabric. She smiled.
"I thought so. I talked to Ciel, and I managed to convince him to get a dress like the one you had."
I bowed. "Thank you my lady. Forgive me for saying, but that dress was too short." I admitted. She smiled.
"Very well." The bell for dinner rang, and she smiled.
"Let's go." She practically ran out of the room. I caught her around the waist.
"Calm down young lady. Dinner won't go anywhere." I told her. She pushed me off.
"I know that Leiah." My mistress is an impatient child.
Amelia:
We walked down to the dining room. Sebastian was already setting dinner down us. I smiled.
"Oh, who are these beautiful ladies? Have you been hiding them from us Ciel?" A man asked. I blushed and Leiah rolled her eyes.
"Forgive me, but I don't believe we've met. I would have remembered seeing an angel such as yourself." he told me. Leiah rolled her eyes again, and I gave him a kind smile.
"I'm Amelia Auburn. This is my maid Leiah Archer. I'm Ciel's fiancée." He nodded.
"You certainly have a beautiful fiancée my lord. How much do you want for the pair."
"She's not for sale Lau." Ciel answered. Leiah huffed and mumbled something. Sebastian glared at her.
"Oh. I'll give you a good price. Just name it." He insisted. I took a bite of my salad and sighed.
"Forgive me for interrupting, but you see, my mistress cannot be brought. And if you did buy her, you would find a very stubborn young lady on your hands. Not an easy going one like you currently have." Leiah said. I cast her a thankful look. What would I do without her?
Leiah:
So, dinner was very, interesting. Lau, the Asian man, kept offering to buy my young mistress. I was waiting for the order to shut him up. It, unfortunately, never came. The visitor had left, Ciel had retreated to his room, and I was heading up to my mistress's.
"It's about time Leiah." my lady said as I entered. I smiled sweetly at her.
"Forgive me my lady. I was held up with Finny." She rolled her eyes. I better stop doing that. but I had been held up. We had just started talking. I simply adore Finny. He's so innocent its adorable.
I unlaced her dress and helped her into her white nightgown. I undid her hair and brushed it out. Not that it mattered, it would just be a mess in the morning.
"Undo my necklace Leiah." she commanded. I put my brush down so I could undo the delicate silver latch. I smirked.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
"I find it very ironic. A cross covering a demon's mark." I placed two fingers on the contract. "The scared symbol," She cut me off.
"Don't you speak to me about things that are sacred. God doesn't exist. If he did, why would he stick me in that place? Why wouldn't he save me?" She looked up at me. If I hadn't already seen her other side, I would have been convinced she was an angel.
"May I tell you a story?" I asked as she climbed into bed.
"Of course." I sat next to the bed and cleared my throat.
Amelia:
"One, there was a young god-fearing man." Leiah began. I rolled my eyes. What was she getting at?
"One day, the village he was living in was flooded. Everyone ran for their lives. The young man, however, stayed. He climbed onto his roof, and a boat appeared. They called to the man to join them, but he insisted that God would save him. So they left." I glared at her. What's with this story? She had so many better ones.
"When the waters had ridden up to his waist, another boat appeared. They begged for the young man to come with them, yet he refused and said God would save him. So they, like the first, left."
"When the water had reached his chest, a third and final boat appeared. They begged for the man to come with them, lest he die. But he insisted that God would save him, so they left." I grabbed her sleeve.
"What story is this? Tell me a good one Leiah." I commanded. She smiled at me.
"Allow me to finish this one first." She smiled. In other words, she had something she wanted me to know. "Now where was I?"
"The third boat just left."
"Oh, yes. So, the young man died, and his soul was taken to heaven. When he reached heaven, he yelled at God for not saving him. And God replied 'I sent you three life boats. What more could I do?'" She looked at me. "And that concludes my story." She told me.
"I don't understand. Why would you tell me that story?" She stood up.
"My mistress is smart. My mistress is kind. My mistress chose life over death. My mistress chose to take the lifeboat." She looked at the time and sighed. "It appears to be your bedtime. Good night my lady. I'll see you in the morning." She took the candles and left me to ponder what she had said.
Ok my dear ones. I changed Amelia's necklace. Yes I know, a lot of changes. To view if, use the link here - http:(just take)(enerything out)/NecklacesBig(pls.) Just take everything in these things () out.
And I didn't create the story Leiah told. My mother told me. Google "God have given you three chances" and it's the first sight. Just a little side note, I don't agree with the whole God doesn't exist thing. I am catholic. It just, when writing this, I have to put that someone desperate enough to make a deal with a demon wouldn't believe in God.
Ok, I'm sure you're tired of my talking. Please review and have a nice day. Thank you:)
