Chapter 4: The Choking Game

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Hello, hello! So sorry for the late update ^^ School is really persistent. So are my friends. Anyway, here's chapter 4!

This idea came to when I was browsing through Youtube (mostly, trying to get inspiration for the 4th chapter) and I came across this video where a kid died from playing a game called the "Choking Game." It's where you have someone choke you to point where you pass out from lack of oxygen to the brain. This game only exists so you can get a high feeling without the drugs. It's ridiculous, but there are people that do this.

Warning: DO NOT TRY THIS! THIS IS VERY DANGEROUS!!!! (Notice that it's bold XD Yes, this is very dangerous. So please, follow my advice. Don't so this).

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"Young master, do you mind explaining to me where those rings around your neck came from?" Sebastian asked me, the glint in his eyes shining like rubies. I must have forgotten to put on that white powder of Maylene's on after I did that game. Tugging the collar on my shirt, Sebastian unbuttoned one of the white buttons on my shirt to pull the fabric away, only to expose my neck completely. Various black marks were there. How stupid I am to forget, "Young master, explain these marks to me right now." He said, the tone in his voice getting a bit infuriated.

"I was playing a game, that's all." I said, I myself not interested in hearing Sebastian lecture me because that's all I ever heard and I wasn't in the mood to hear it tonight. I wanted to play the game again. I felt so much better every time I regained consciousness from the black out.

"A game? Young master, what kind of game are you playing?"

"None of your business!"

"It is my business, young master. Please don't make me repeat myself that I must take care of you while the contract is still in play."

"Oh, you just repeated yourself," I said, smirking. Sebastian must have been fed up because just like that, he left.

I felt bad from the lack of his presence, "I'm sorry, Sebastian…" I whispered to myself and climbed into my bed. The first night I slept without him tucking me in.

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There was no point in even hiding the marks anymore. Sebastian knew and so, if he knew, then everyone else can know, too.

---- ~A Bit into the Past~

Stress and annoyance is what made me start playing the game in the first place. The guests I received were all annoying to listen to and all the paperwork I got was stressful. I needed to take off the weight on my shoulders somehow. My pride wouldn't allow me to get help from Sebastian. Neither did I want my fiancé here, jumping and laughing like a fool. I didn't want to deal with that. I'm not even sure why I started doing this. All I knew was that from the last visit at the Undertaker's, he had mentioned to me how some kids sometimes play this game to get a high feeling without the need for drugs, but it only lasted for at least 30 seconds. I asked him if he ever tried it and he snickered, not answering. Instead, he told me it would be wise to never try it. He told me it was extremely risky. I don't think he ever listens when I say what I do as a job is always dangerous. What could a little 'pass out' game possibly do?

Being at home was always peaceful, but this time, it was just ridiculous. Not only did we have a guest without being informed, we didn't know he was a perverted old man! The whole time he was at my mansion, he kept being persistent that he and I go somewhere to talk 'privately.' No, I don't think so! The whole time, he was trying to grope me or trying to stroke my back. Thank god Sebastian was there to come between him and his hyperactive hands. Not once, not twice, but perhaps five times I had politely asked him to keep his hands to himself. Apparently, asking politely wasn't enough. For the fifth time, I snapped and demanded Sebastian to please show this pervert to the door. I didn't wish to have him anywhere near me at this time or any other time in his life! My god, how angry I was. I had had enough!

Leaving Sebastian to tend to the old man, I stomped to my room and immediately slammed the door shut, locking it to make sure that of that man somehow got loose from his leash, he wouldn't be able to come in. Going into my bathroom, the same room where I had shoved that needle in my tongue, I closed the door and locked it as well. Once again, keeping myself protected until that bastard was good and gone from the Phantomhive grounds. Usually, being in my bathroom, I can find all sorts of things to do, but mostly I just stare my eyes in my reflection, finding the mismatching colors very beautiful and repulsive. I love the color of my eyes. However, staring at myself in the mirror wasn't really keeping me occupied today and I couldn't really think of anything else to do. There were books I could read, but to my dismay, they all had been read and I wasn't in the mood to read the same books over again.

Then…I got an idea. Standing up from the edge of the tube, I straightened myself and took about 5 deep, deep breaths. Counting in my head, I wrapped my both of my thumbs around the front of my throat and my four fingers wrapped around the back of my neck. On the last count, I applied pressure on my neck, feeling a tight tinge of pain inside my throat. More pressure, more pain, my eyes wide and frightened. More pressure, the worse the pain got. More, more, more, and then, black. My arms and legs went completely limp and hung loose as I collapsed against the tube, the limbs moving by themselves, trying hard to get a signal from my brain.

After perhaps 10 or 30 seconds, I can't remember, I lifted my head, slowly, feeling such a heavy weight, but I felt…so good. Oh, how I loved to see the colors of my bathroom walls, the colors of everything I saw was so bright and welcoming. However, it was over within a few seconds and I felt my arms and legs finally come back to my control. I was thankful for that. Nothing scared me more than having absolutely nothing of my body be in my control. Standing up, my legs still quivering, I walked to the bathroom door and unlocked it, letting my body collapse again, only this time, in Sebastian's arms.

----~Back to Civilization~

"Sebastian…" I whispered, opening the door to his room, the room he never used unless he had absolutely nothing to do. Opening the door wide enough for just myself, I let myself in and saw Sebastian lying on the bed in the corner. The bed he never needed for he didn't sleep, but had to make the room seem more comfortable.

"Hm? What is it, young master?" He asked me.

"I need to talk to you…about the marks on my neck."

Sebastian then sat up and patted the end of his bed, motioning to me that I could sit there. I did just that, grabbing the pillow and placing it on my lap, my head low and staring down at the white fabric. "Too bright…"

"Well?"

My attention was then set on Sebastian's face. Never had I noticed until now how handsome he really was. I was really inconsiderate of my surroundings, "…I won't play it again…" was all I said and my attention went back to the pillow.

"Young master, what was the game, anyway? I'm relieved to hear that you won't be playing it again, but please explain to me where the sudden phase to play this came from."

"I heard Undertaker talking about it last time we were at his shop. He told me that it was a game kids play nowadays, but he told me that it was very dangerous and that I shouldn't put myself in that kind of situation. "

"Ah, well, perhaps you should listen to what the Undertaker says. Although, he's strange, I can agree to his reasons. If it's dangerous, then putting yourself at risk wouldn't be worth it. Did he tell why these kids are doing it?"

"…To get high without the requirement of drugs."

"That explains a lot, then. Goodness, humans are certainly strange. I find it very amusing." Sebastian snickered to himself.

"Hm…"

"Anyway, please inform me about the marks, please."

"…It's called the "Choking Game." I think you can figure out the rest by yourself."

Sebastian nodded, he himself smiling, "You choked yourself. Oh, young master, you silly little thing! Perhaps I should keep my eye on you for the time being. You really worry me too much."

"You aren't worried. Leave me alone…"

"Oh, but young master, I am! You're my master; I'm always worried about you. You always seem to do something when I'm not around watching you."

"…"

"For now, I'm just thrilled you came clean. Young master, you must take care of yourself!"

"…Leave me alone, Sebastian…"

"I can't, young master. Look at me."

I was starting to wish I never decided to tell him as I lifted my head to stare at him. To confide myself to a servant was completely ludicrous and unheard of. Oh, how I would become a joke to everyone in England. Sebastian smiled, "Now, young master, I'm only going to tell you once and that's it."

"Thank god, I don't want to hear you lecture me again."

"I lecture you because I have to. Now, doing things like choking yourself is very dangerous. You could really damage the chords in your throat and even kill yourself."

"How, Sebastian? Please inform me so I'll know better next time." I said, being completely sarcastic and rolling my eyes, "Please save me the sarcasm and listen. When you apply pressure on your throat, you're not only damaging, you're causing less oxygen to get to your brain. You're brain is in control of everything, but it can't function at all without oxygen. Without oxygen, you pass out or have a black out. Unless you don't have someone there to awaken you, the results can be fatal."

"…Have you ever tried it, Sebastian?"

He then laughed, laughed hard and shook his head, "No, young master. People who do such things are just so naïve and will do the most dangerous of things to gain attention or popularity. I find those kind of people to be a bit immature myself, but young master, knowing that you have done it, my, my."

"What, Sebastian?"

"It certainly tells me how childish you really are and ESPECIALLY informs me that I must teach you about the dangers of the world."

"Will you please shut up?!"

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END X3 Hope you enjoyed it!