A/N: First I'd like to thank anyone who stuck with this story long enough to really see this chapter and I really appreciate the reviews and stuff I've gotten. But I do need to apologize for not updating this story very often. This story wasn't even supposed to be this long in the first place so even though I already know how it's going to end I still need to figure out the parts that lead up to it and how they all fit in. I just have lost track of the days since summer vacation started and I keep getting distracted by the other stories I want to write as soon as I'm done with this one. Anyway I'd like to say thanks again and I hope that this doesn't turn to total crap by the end, if it isn't already.
Also if anyone is confused or has a question I'm happy to answer any :).
Chapter 10
"Its all your fault."
"Your the reason that he's here "
"This happened because of you."
"Its your fault that we're cursed."
"You need to pay for what you did."
*Tick, tock, tick, tock,* the sound of the grandfather clock with in the house seemed to wake me up, I opened my eyes and was greeted by the familiar ceiling of the bedroom. The blankets around me were warm and soft, I snuggled into them more. The sound of the clock continues to ring through the empty house as I laid there and tried to go back to sleep.
But as soon as I closed my eyes they flung back open. That person! I sat up and looked around the room, ready to see a stranger staring back at me, but I was just met back with the same old room. I let out a sigh when I remembered that before I was under the bed in the little girl's room and now I'm in my own just like before. It must have just been a dream.
I listened to the calm and quiet house waiting for everyone to get back, and after about two hours I heard the front door open and the sounds of children's chatter creep up the stairs. "Vince we're back." Luke called up the stairs to me. I got out of bed since I was now feeling better and headed down stairs to where everyone else was.
It was the usual sight, the younger kids crowded around the TV while Matthew and Luke were in the kitchen making them lunch. "Hey." I said coming in and sat down at the table so I wouldn't be in their way. I didn't try helping because I didn't want to make any one else sick by touching their food. Luke looked up and smiled, Matthew continued to spread strawberry jelly on a piece of bread.
"You feeling better? You look better." Luke said as he put stuff back in the fridge.
"Yeah I guess. " I said flicking a pen across the table as I thought of that dream. It was strange how real it felt. "How was the park?" I asked trying to change the subject.
"Okay. No body got a wood chip up their ass so I guess it hadn't gone too bad." Luke said as he handed me a plate of food and a glass of Apple juice. There was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, apple slices and some grapes. I wasn't hungry but I'd eat it anyway.
"Well I guess that's a way of putting it." I said as I imagined someone getting a wood chip up their butt, I had a strange feeling it has happened before.
"Yeah and some guy moved in down the street. We talked to him for a second." Matthew said out of nowhere. Sometimes he gets so quiet I forget he's even there. I didn't really care if someone moved in, I mean why would i?
"Oh you just want to talk about him because you thought he was hot." Luke laughed from across the kitchen. Matthew just gave Luke a glare before returning to smashing sandwiches together. Hot? Did Matthew like guys or something or was Luke just messing with him? I mean there's nothing wrong with that but ever since...well Sebastian, I've been on my guard about people after what he did. Though I did except some of it in the beginning it still wasn't right. "Besides hes way way way out of your league. I mean he's like what ten years older and be looks like he could just walk out on the street and have like ten girls proposing to him in a matter of seconds. Not to mention your well..." Even I started to feel bad for him, this wasn't very nice.
"Shut up! I just meant that he was a cop, we gotta be more careful about what we do around here. We don't need to get into any more trouble as it is." Matthew said handing off a plate to a girl who I thinks name is Mia or something like that.
"What do you mean get in anymore trouble? What have you guys been doing?" I asked with concern as I bite into the sandwich, too much jelly and not enough peanut butter.
"I told you about the court house...didn't I?" Luke asked before sitting himself down with a plop. I then remembered the conversation we had about why we had a curfew, it had completely escaped my mine. The court house was set on fire and they got blamed, even though they said they didn't do it.
"Oh yeah I forgot, sorry." I said before finishing off my meal. The dream was still stuck in my head for the rest of the day, it was so real. I even went into the bathroom for a moment to see if the tub had water in it, it didn't, in fact it was as dry as could be. Even with all the evidence that it didn't happen my brain just couldn't give in to believing it was just a dream.
Even after a few days I continued to have strange dreams. Most were kinda simular to the one from before but none seemed to seem as real as the first. After about an hour after waking up they would completely slip from my mine, so they never really bothered me that much. But twice I'd wake up to having Luke questioning me about where I snuck off to or why I opened the window. I didn't remember doing any of that stuff but he insisted that I had. I just told myself he must have been dreaming but he told me twice...something weird was happening. Was I sleep walking?
A week later I got a job at a local grocery store. Alice had gotten everyone who was old enough summer jobs, mostly so she wouldn't have to spend as much money on us and to keep us out of the house. Matthew was working as a waiter at a family restaurant down the street from us and Luke was pumping gas for people a gas station two blocks away. But I got the short end of the deal because unlike them my job was almost the whole way across town. And I didn't get tips.
It was already my third day on the job. They had me as a cashier, mostly because my weak arms couldn't lift anything heavy and the manager, who was a young and overly cheerful person, thought I was 'absoulutly adorable'. You know the usual thing all females think of me. I had already been asked three times about if I was old enough to be working, once from a big guy with a bald head who said I looked like I was eight, and two women who both had very small and screaming children with them. Every time, except for the man I just glared at him, I smiled and told them how old I really was, everyone was shocked.
Now I was ringing up a very old women with snow white hair and a small hunch back. She was even smaller than me and was really cute, for an old lady. She was digging through her titanic sized purse for a coupon for cereal or something while I waited patiently.
"Oh, geez. Why does everything you need always finds its way to the bottom?" She grumbled in her into her purse. Soon after she flung her wrinkly little hand out with a face of accomplishment as she held the piece of paper in front of her. "Got it!" She cheered.
I couldn't help but giggle a little at her excitement as she handed it to me to scan. I had never really thought about wanting parents, maybe at school when we did stuff that you got to invite your parents to or something. But for some reason, having a grandparent has always been something I kinda would like to have. Especially if they were like this little old lady.
Once I scanned it through her total appeared on the screen. "That's gonna be $58.78." I said making sure I read it right, I would really hate to mess up on my first week. Even though it wasn't my idea to get a job, I liked it a lot better than babysitting and I also liked the fact that I was getting paid even if it wasn't that much.
The old women swiped a debt card through the machine and typed in her pin number, as she did this I glanced at the large clock above the service desk. It was 7:46 p.m., only about an hour before I get off. I didn't really like that the store was across town and when I got off at nine I had to walk through the streets after dark. They creeped me out so bad and I was always on edge. It was something that I used to think only women felt when they did that kind of stuff but after everything that's happened lately I've become aware of the fact that bad things happen to anyone. I made sure I walked down the most lite streets and if I saw someone who looked a little shady I made sure to stay my distance. Nothing has happened yet except for seeing a few prostitutes and maybe a drug deal, I wasn't sure, I just made sure I kept my head down and walked fast.
"Do you want me to help you get those out to your car?" I asked the old woman as I saw her start to push her buggie. All of the cashiers were told to ask that to all of the elderly that came in, it was store policy.
"How old do I look, peanut? I can do it myself." She said with her old lady sass throwing her purse into the buggie. I laughed at this though.
"Sorry, it store policy to ask though." I said. She gave me a smile before trotting out the aromatic sliding doors. I watched her and made sure she made it okay out of the store, barely even realizing that someone else had shown up at my check out. "Hello welcome t..." I said in my usual robot voice, saying what I was told to until I saw who was in front of me.
Raven black hair, pale skin, reddish brown eyes, as soon as I saw them my breath caught in my throat. "Sebastian..." I whispered very quietly to myself as I stared at the person in front of me. The man that stood there looked exactly like the boy who I had known, but instead of the fifteen year old boy from before, here stood a man in his mid to late twenties. How could someone look so much like somebody else with such an age difference? This man before me looks exactly like Sebastian. Brothers?
The man wore a dark navy blue police uniform, his badge must have said something but my eyes were trained on his face, that perfectly too familiar demonic face. For a moment I remembered it looking down at me through the darkness like it did that one night, I felt like in was going to be sick now that I was seeing him again.
I rarely thought about that night, every time I did I would feel sick or just want to die, what happened at the house was something I never wanted to speak about. Not just because of what happened to me either but because just witnesseing three murders, I still worry about whats going on with that. Did they find the bodies?
"Sir, please if you don't mind I have to get to work soon." The police man Sebastian coolly stated. Even his voice sounded like Sebastian's but it was so much more mature and deeper. I continued to stare in amazement. There was no way he could possibly be Sebastian but...he looked so much like him. After a second I had to shake my head to get my mind together. I looked down and refused to let my head up. "Sorry." I said as I quickly rung up the things that were placed on the belt which was only a bag of cat treats. "Um..that's just $3.00." I said with a bit of a shaky voice. I didn't dare look at the man while he was still there. It was only after he gave me the money in cash and was walking on his way to the door that I looked up to watch him go.
His lean body moved perfectly to the door and the uniform gave him an extra bit of sexiness. I couldn't believe I was saying this but there was someone sexier than Sebastian in this world. Even if he does look exactly like him, old man Sebastian wins. The officer was about to reach the door but just before he did he stopped and his head turned back towards me. My breath caught in my throat again as I watched his once serious and very police officery exterior fade and he gave a playful wink before heading out the door.
What the heck was that?! I stood there in complete shock and with visible horror on my face. I turned and saw I had another customer, a big old fat guy this time. He looked at me strangely because of my horrific facial expression. "I know, he had a nice ass."
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"Ah man, so today at work you wouldn't believe what happened." Luke called out over the loudness from the video game he was playing. "So I was just pumping people's gas right, when this one car pulls up. It wasn't anything special or anything, but the girl who was driving it. Oh my gosh! She has to have been the hottest thing I've ever seen!"
We were all sitting in our bedroom, I had just gotten home and everyone else was asleep. Luke was playing some games while Matthew sat and read a book, I don't know how he can do that over all of the noise. There was so much of it that I couldn't concentrate on anything. I just sat and stared at random spots in the room while pretending to listen to Luke's banter.
"...this girls tits were huge like so big, and she had the most red hair I've ever seen. I think it was natural too, anyway..." Luke was continuing on. Matthew would throw in a noise to make it sound like her was listening, you could tell he was used to this kind of stuff. After about a minute Luke ran out of things to say about the 'big titted red head' he was in love with and he changed subject, probably because he realized Matthew was only pretending to listen. "So Matt...any cute guys come into the restaurant?" He asked with a demonic grin towards Matthew.
I turned my head right away to see Matthew's expression. Why was Luke always asking him questions like that? Is he really gay or is it some kind of joke they have? Matthew glared down at Luke from where he laid on his bed before sitting up. "Shut up. I forgot to brush my teeth." He said before getting up and walking out of the room. Leaving a kinda awkward atmosphere.
"Why do you do that?" I asked completely confused. Whether he was gay or not, Luke had to see that questions like that bother him.
"Do what? Joke with him about being gay?" He said with a laugh that kind of appalled me. For someone who acts like a best friend to the guy he sure doesn't care much for his feelings. "Don't worry he's not gay...at least he says he isn't."
"Then why tease him about it? Did something happen?" I asked. Luke turned down the volume on the game and we could then hear the bathroom door close down the hall. Luke turned towards me and with a slight smile on his face. Was he going to tell me or was he just going to say something ridiculous?
"Nothing happened don't worry about it." He said. Something told me he was lying but I was too tired to call him out on it. Work had really drained me, we only got an hour brake which I had to spend remembering about that night.
Ever since that police man came in, I couldn't help but look back in what happened. It was like that face just dragged all of those memories that I tried to bury deep in my head back to the surface, only bringing me stress and worry. So much so that I've been asked four times already if I was okay. Twice from Luke and two other people I worked with. I guess my expression and quietness showed off my distress.
I still hadn't heard anything about them finding the bodies. Where people even looking for them? Surely I would have heard something on the news about them, this town isn't too much farther from the one I last lived in. As if they did find them, would I get blamed. I was at the place where it happened, my fingerprints and any thing else they can use to track people are all over the place, even my blood.
There was also the whole thing with Sebastian. No one said anything about him, not when the fire happened or anything. The doctor at the hospital didn't even know of him. They said that he didn't even live with us. How was that possible? What happened to him? I wasn't worried as much about him as I was about the people he's around. I shivered a little as I remembered everything that went on between us.
I liked him, he was actually the first guy I ever liked. He was my first kiss and everything. I trusted him so much too but then he did that to me. Why would he do that? It was like he went crazy or something. He kept saying all of that stuff I didn't understand and he kept calling me Ciel. Who's was Ciel anyway? And why does that sound so familiar?
It's not a very common name, in fact I don't remember meeting anyone by that name before. But since the first time I heard it it sounded as familiar as my own name. There's just too many weird things that happened those few days. But the weirdest had to be what happened to Sebastian. There was something truly wrong about him. Something I don't even think is humanly possible.
I was broken from my thoughts when Matthew came back in the room, he was gone for a while. He didn't even look at Luke as he came in, he just flopped down on his own bed and pulled the covers around himself. I thought Luke might say something to him, I could feel something like that in the air, but he remained quiet. He went back to his video games but plugged in a pair of headphones so Matthew could sleep. Soon I crawled into my own bed, trying to find sleep as well.
Before I even closed my eyes I knew it was going to be a rough night. There was just too much on my mind. But my body was tired so I decided I'd try sleep just for it. Though I'm not sure how that's going to work out. Especially with all of the thoughts going through my head.
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I groaned as I stretched my legs out, the pain from being on my feet all day had finally gotten too hard for me. I sat in the bench in the small break room in front of the lockers. I had just gotten off of my shift for the day, it was nine o'clock. I couldn't wait to get back to the house and get something to eat, my stomach had been growling for the past three hours, complaining from the emptiness.
"You going home Vince?" Asked one of the older women I worked with. Her name was Carol, she was a very short lady with salt and pepper short hair and glasses. Though when I said she was short I didn't mean that I was taller, she was about the same height as me.
"Yep." I said getting up and grabbing my wallet and house keys out of my locker. I don't even know why I really even have keys for the house, someone is always home anyway.
"Don't you live by the court house? You want me to drive you home?" She offered. Any other day I would have said yes, but today I kinda felt like going outside and walking home. It wasn't too hot today and there was a nice cool breeze too. I didn't want to pass up a day like this, who knows when I'll have another one.
"Yeah but that's okay. I'd rather walk, the weather is so nice today. It's nice to have a break from all that heat." I said with a smile. I really did hate the heat, I think I'm more of a winter or fall person.
"Oh..okay. I thought I'd just ask. Me and some of the other people here worry about you that's all." She said with a nervous smile. I looked over at her when she said this. Why would they be worried about me? Sure it's a long walk and not through the safest parts of town but I'm a fifteen year old boy. I can take care of myself.
"Why worry? I'm fine." I said making my way to the door. I think I might have said it a little too angrily though. But why was I so angry? It's not like this is the first time someone has treated me like this, like some dainty girl. I should be used to this by now.
"Just thought I'd ask." I heard her call as I made my way out the door and into the main part of the store. I walked quickly put of the store and down the street. I was grumbling in my head the whole way. Why did I have to be so small? It's not like I'm sick or anything. I've always been healthy. Maybe my mom was on drugs or something?
It was very dim out, the sun was still setting faintly in the distance. The street lights were already on, lighting up spots on the side walk and road, leaving those spaces of darkness. There weren't many people out tonight. Maybe a car would drive past every once and a while but I guess that was typical for a Wednesday night. A nice cool breeze was blowing the loose fitting shirt of my uniform, sometimes spending a chill up my bare skin underneath. It really was such a nice night.
I made my way down the sidewalk, passing closing stores and the dark allies in between them. You knew when you were coming into the badder parts of town when you started hearing voices from inside those dark allies. I didn't even want to think about what was going on in them. I tried my best to not be noticed as I walked past, I had only been called out once before by someone who wanted me to buy some drugs or something off of them, I just kept my head down and walked faster.
But tonight it seemed like the voices were a little quieter, the police sirens were more far off in the distance, the street lights shined a little bit brighter, and the dogs barked just a little less viciously. Yeah it was a good night, well that's what I thought it was until what happened next happened.
Out of nowhere something hit me like a freight train as I came to a corner of a building, knocking me to the ground and making me hit my head hard off the cement and I felt pain in my right arm. The impact made my vision flash white for a moment and my teeth crash together. I groaned and began to feel dizzy. The voices around me sounded like they were underwater but I could still hear the panic in them. What was going on?
I cracked my eyes opened only to be greeted by dancing dark figures. "Whaau...un...wh..." I tried to say something but then everything went numb for a moment. The next time I opened my eyes there was flashing blue and red lights, it was warm where I lay on my side and soon enough the lights and the voices left me.
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The first thing that I realized was the throbbing pain in my head, the second was that I was no longer laying on the sidewalk, the third was that I wasn't outside any more but on a bed, and the fourth...this wasn't my house.
I think the first thing that gave it away was the smell, it wasn't a bad smell or a good one, it just smelled like a different house. The air was very warm, or was that because I was buried under a mountain of blankets? When I opened my eyes I stared at the room in confusion.
The room was dark except for a bedside lamp that was left on. It was a normal bedroom, kind of plain, but a bedroom, maybe for guests or something. The walls had dark green wallpaper with a flower design running up and down it, the floors were a darkly colored wood as was the other furniture in the room, the bed sheets that surrounded me on the queen sized bed were white with light green pillows. There were only two doors in the room, one to leave and a closet, or that's what I guessed at least. There were two Windows as well but were covered by shudders so I couldn't see outside but from what I could tell it was still dark out.
I remembered just walking down the street, trying to get home when someone ran into me, knocking me to the ground where I hit my head off the ground. Why didn't i just caught myself like any normal person? After that I really can't remember what happened. I must have past out though. I reached behind my head to feel where I hit my head. There was a large bump and I jumped when I felt a odd texture, it was almost like there was stiches on the injured area, but wouldn't I be in the hospital if just had gotten stitches? Where am I anyway?
The room was unfamiliar to me. My heart quickened when I realized that I could be in danger. I pushed back the covers, felling a pound in my head as I did so, and look over my body to make sure nothing had been done to me. The only thing different was that my shoes were gone. I sighed with some relief when I saw that I hadn't been messed with much. But someone must have given me the stitches. I looked at the side of the bed and saw a wooden chair beside it, like someone had been sitting there. Whose house is this? I was about to get up so I could at least go to a window and look out side to see if I could identify anything when I heard a creak of a floor board.
Someone must be coming closer. I looked around frantic because I didn't know what to do. I'm in a strangers house and their coming this way. I heard the footsteps stop outside of the door, I quickly fell back onto the bed, ignoring the pain in my head, and pulled the blankets back around myself. Pretending to still be asleep.
The door opened and I heard someone enter the room, I kept my head still though and waited for them to enter my field of vision. As soon as they had come in though a very familiar smell had filled the room, I found it hard to place where I smelled it before but it smelled good. I heard the person sigh, they came into my sight but we're so close that their pants blocked everything. It had to have been a man though, when I realized this my chest tightened, I had been wishing for a woman, they can be trusted easier. He set down a teacup of a hot liquid onto the bedside table. The smell was coming from the drink, it looked like tea, but what kind.
"It keeps fading..." I heard the man whisper in a very familiar voice. As soon as it reached my ears, despite my headache. I sat straight up in bed and moved to the farthest edge of the bed.
"You!" I squealed as I stared over at the officer from the other day, the one who looked exactly like Sebastian. "Where is he? Is he here?" I almost screamed frantically as I remembered Sebastian and everything he did, was this guy some relative or something helping him with what ever horrible things he wants to do this time.
The man across the room only had an alarmed look for a moment before moving a step closer, I grabbed a pillow and held it tightly. Ready to throw it or use it for relief of the incredible amount of fear I was feeling, I didn't know. "Calm down please. You'll hurt yourself if you move so much." He said in a graceful voice, a smile crossed his beautiful face as he said the next part. "Your talking about Sebastian when you say he, right?" He almost had a laugh in his voice.
I sat there prepared to run like holy hell to get out of here. So this guy does know Sebastian? "Ye...yeah. I...I want to leave now. Before he finds me." I whimpered when I realized that Sebastian had followed me here and basically kidnapped me.
The man across from me sat himself down on the bed, I jumped back with one foot on the floor. "But you can't leave." He said staring me up and down, I felt so uncomfortable under his gaze.
"Why? I promise I won't tell anyone one about what happened before. I haven't anyway. So just let me go, okay. Before he sees me." I basically pleaded with the man who look exactly like the one I was terrified of. The way he looked at me reminded me so much of how Sebastian used to look at me, they had to be related.
The man's face became serious then and he moved closer to me on the bed. I didn't move back though. "Why are you so afraid of him? Has he done something to you?" He asked, he sounded a lot like a concerned parent rather than an partner in crime. "You haven't told anyone about what?" He asked.
I was kind of shocked at first, this guy didn't know what Sebastian did and yet he was still keeping me here. "He...There was a lot of things that he did. Not only to me but to my friends." I cringed when I said friends, that word was like dirt in my mouth. "I have to leave before he finds me!" I said getting onto my feet.
The man was still looking concerned but for some reason there was a spark in his eye that said it was all a lie. "I can't let you leave until you tell me everything. Okay?" He said. I sat down on the bed, I had to leave before he gets back, telling this guy couldn't hurt would it. I thought it would be an easy thing to understand until I started talking.
"Well he was in the same foster home as me about a month ago. He was nice and stuff and I thought he was a good guy but then...then stuff got weird." I whispered. My back was facing the man behind me, for some reason the room became more calming than it had been before. I really didn't want to say anything about the fact that he killed three people and was definitely not going to talk about the other stuff he did to me. But I have to say something. There was a moment of silence before I started talking again. "He did a lot of stuff that...well I'd rather not say." I said barely looking back at the man.
There was more silence and when it became strange I turned to look back at him and see what the problem was. He was staring at the sheets with a kind of bored expression. "Okay but what if I told you...Sebastian was already in the room?" He asked before I froze and stared back at him as he looked up at me, his eyes seemed to glow strangely just like how Sebastian's had so many nights ago.
"Wha...whe..." I tried to say as I stared back at him like a deer struck by headlight. Was he in the closet, under the bed, somewhere. It was too late, if I try to get out now I wouldn't be able to get past both of them. I mean I'm pretty sure that this guy would help Sebastian, I mean their probably brothers or something, he's probably just as crazy as Sebastian. I swallowed hard before continuing to speak, "He's here?" I said as I stared in horror as the man's face turned into a smile, yep he was crazy too.
"Yeah. He's he...are you going to cry?" He laughed out a little, I didn't even notice that my face had become hot and my vision blurry with tears until he said something. "Why are you crying? Are you scared of him that much?" He asked with an almost mockingly concerned voice. I jumped to my feet in rage and despair.
My voice I knew was going to be shaky, I didn't even know exactly what I was going to say, all I knew was that I was going to have to get out. Tears started running down my face, the feeling of it reminded me that what happened about a month ago wasn't so long ago. I had pushed it all out of my mind for so long and now it was coming back. I remembered how panicked I was and how scared, I thought I might have actually of died as well, I had forgotten about that but now I remember because it was happening again.
"Please, just let me leave. I'm sorry if I did anything to Sebastian to make him like this. I didn't want anything to happen. It's not my fault. Please I want to leave!" I said in a very horse voice, my whole body was shaking and I had started to look around the room frantically, waiting for Sebastian to reveal himself. I looked at the man who still sat on the bed, he just stared down at the bed, as if he didn't care about what I ways saying. From the sight of him doing this I got a feeling I hadn't had in a very long time, one I used to get when I was very small and threw a temper tantrum about something, no matter how much I laid there and kicked and screamed I still felt like the adult I was trying to get the attention of didn't care, and that bothered me so much and it does right now as well. "He didn't tell you anything! Did he?! You would help me if you knew!" I basically yelled at that neutral face.
The man smiled slightly, just like Sebastian, always taking things so lightly, he looked over at me making me shiver slightly. "I would help you? Why, it couldn't have been that awful? You didn't tell me anything really. Why should I help you if you won't even tell me what he did?" He whispered quietly to me, I felt myself choke on a sob as I heard him say it. I really do have to tell him if I want to leave. He saw the confliction on my face. "You can tell me. I'm a police officer, remember? I'm sure I've heard worse." He said in a very silky voice.
"But he's here..." I said taking a small step forward. Another thing that this guy and Sebastian have in common is that they both are good at persuading people.
"I lied, I wanted to see your reaction. But he will be here soon, so if you want to leave I want you to tell me everything." He said kindly. I felt like hitting him for scaring me like that but his actions were so kind and gentle that I stared to trust him more. Though when he patted the bed for me to sit across from him I still hesitated. "It's okay, I won't hurt you." He said softly.
I hesitantly took a step forward and sat myself on the edge of the bed. I watched his every move as I did this and so did he. "I really don't want to talk about this..." I said staring at the concerned face across from me. Maybe I could just tell him the part about how he killed Peter, Sam, and Andrew. That was bad enough to where I could leave everything else out, right? "Sebastian...He isn't right. In the head I mean." I said nervously.
"What do you mean?" The man asked, I noticed then that he had moved closer to me, but I thought it was just to bring me more comfort.
I swallowed before continuing. "He...He killed three people." I whispered very quietly and closed my eyes tight. This was the first time that I had come out about their deaths, I hadn't heard anything about them before so this must be the first confession.
"Why would he do that?"
I thought about what I was going to say carefully, my guess was because they had tried kill me but if I say that I would be making him sound more like a hero than the monster I knew he was so I decided to say, "I don't know...He did it for no reason." I stuttered out, God that was a bad lie.
Suddenly it felt like the atmosphere in the room had changed, the air seemed heavier and harder to breath, the man next to me didn't feel as friendly as well. I looked over to him, the light from the lamp behind his head made his face dark but his eyes seemed to glow through the dark as he glared at me. Did I make him angry, was he mad that I basically called Sebastian a cold blooded killer, even though he was. I was about to get off the bed but then a small smile fell on his face. "Your lying."
My breath got quicker, how did he know I was lying? "What? No...no I'm not I..." I tried to say before he cut me off.
"I know about everything that happened when you were with him." He said, my body was frozen, I couldn't move I was too afraid. He knew about everything? "I know that he killed those idiots because they tried to kill you...twice. The first time they tried to drown you and then the second they pulled a knife out on you." He whispered almost seductively towards me.
I gulped before speaking. "Yeah but...but that's not exac..." I tried to say but I was cut off again.
"It is exactly. Why would you lie?"
I started to get a little angry then. "If you knew about what he did, why would you still help him?" I whispered with a bit of a broken heart. There really was no way that I could leave, this guy didn't care.
"Because you loved him." As soon as he said this I was about to protest. Sure I had a crush on him for a little bit but after he did what he did, who could. As soon as I opened my mouth I got a hand on it, silencing me. I screamed a little into the hand when I he pushed me down onto the bed pinning me. Oh god it was happening again. "But that's okay though, because I love you too." He whispered down to me. I stared up at him in confusion, did he say 'i' as in the man on top of me. He took his hand off of my mouth and smiled at my baffled face.
"Wha...what no! I never even met you before! Sure I kinda had a little crush on Sebastian for a little bit, but you?" I was so confused. This guy sure was a creep, probably runs in the family.
"You don't understand. I am Sebastian." He said with a smile. I actually thought about laughing for a minute but then I remembered how nutty the real guy was so I decided against it.
"You guys really are fucked up in the head aren't you?" I said with a very blank voice. I imagined all the things that might happen tonight. I could get murdered or molested again, hell maybe they'll sacrifice me along with a cat in order to satisfy Lord Satan or something.
The man above me raised an eyebrow at me. "I would prove it but...I must admit it's not a pretty sight."
"Your not a pretty sight." I murmured. God this guy's heavy. Not to mention it looked pretty strange having a full grown man in a police uniform straddling a very tiny fifteen year old boy.
"Thats not what you thought before. You thought I was so handsome, you were jealous at first but then you started to feel attracted to me. The only time you truly hated me was after I touched you. But even then you did put up much of a fight." He said like it was absolutely nothing. But I on the other hand had my eyes bugging out of my head. How in holy hell did he know that? That...I never really even thought about that but I knew I did think it.
"How did you..."
"Ciel told me. He doesn't really like you though, says your a big cry baby and that your incredibly stupid. I think he's just tired though, he always did get cranky when he needed a nap." The man above me said. There was that person again. Ciel. Who the hell is this guy? "I don't get to see him much, usually just you. Though he was here a moment ago, I made tea for him and everything." He said with a kinda sad voice as we both glanced over at the now cold tea cup.
I couldn't believe this, this guy is actually nuts. I turned my head and faced him. "People are going to be looking for me. It's past my curfew." I said as I just remembered Alice's angry voice, God I'd take her over this guy any day.
The man's face didn't change much he just glanced back at me. "I don't think that's going to be a problem." He tightened his grip on the hands beside my head and before I could say anything in protest his lips were on mine.
Slowly something in me started to take over, the feeling of his much larger body over mine, the dim light of the lamp beside the table making his black hear shine, the scent of his neck as he moved his head, the taste of his mouth, the sound of his barely audible moans, all of it was so very familiar, slowly taking me back into a time that I could barely remember. Letting something strange take over me.
A/N: God my writing is so boring but any way sorry for cutting it off at a good part, but I just found it hard to stop anywhere to where the chapter would be at least a little bit interesting but I decided to stop here because this chapter is almost twice as long as my other ones. Anyway I'm happy to say that Ciel (like real Ciel) will be in the next chapter. I think I'll start writing it as soon as I get this one up so I hope I won't take like a month off again, I want to get this one done but I don't want to rush it. Also schools starting for me again so I don't know how much extra time I'll have but to be honest I think sitting in boring classes with people I'd rather eat broken glass than talk to really gives me time to think without much distraction so I might get things done.
Anyway thanks for reading.