Okay...maybe I shouldn't keep jumping to conclusions. My dream had nothing to do with how loved I felt before I went to sleep:
Sebastian stood in front of me, one of his famous smirks lighting his face. But, he wasn't hugging me like he normally would. Then, I realized that the person standing next to him, holding his hand, was a girl. She looked my age, but like every other girl in my grade, she was inches taller than me. She had bright purple eyes, hinting to me that she was a female demon. I think the word for that is demoness.
"Ciel...darling...you've probably seen this coming. I can't be with a human. You're just too fragile. I would be constantly worrying about breaking you. So, I'm leaving. Claude is staying though. He's letting his heart win instead of his brains. What a fool." As those words escaped Sebastian's mouth, I stared at him in horror.
"Y-You're leaving? No! Please...don't go! Sebastian I love you!" I screamed, sinking to my knees.
Sebastian knelt down in front of me and held my chin up. "I don't love you."
See? Every single night after Sebastian had come, I was haunted by nightmares. Was this a sign that I wasn't supposed to be with him? Maybe he was planning to leave. I wouldn't blame him. Alois was just a fool to stay around me for more than two weeks.
"Ciel, is something on your mind again?" Claude stared at me through the rear-view mirror. Sometime during my slumber, I was transported from the plane to a car.
"Yeah...I just prefer not to talk about it." I said, pulling out my phone. I texted Alois the whole situation that I was in.
Her reply was: 'If he truly loves you like the way he says, then he won't leave. If he leaves, you shouldn't obsess over it because you're beautiful and if he can't stay around long enough to see that, then he's a piece of shit.'
"Thanks, Alois. I love you so much." I leaned over and wrapped my arms around her in an embracing hug. Sebastian and Claude exchanged confused glances and then shrugged it off.
I decided on a plan that I would do to see if Sebastian really liked me the way that he said he did. Ignoring him was the last option. If he came to me, asking what was wrong or why I had been bluntly ignoring him. If he literally cares that I was ignoring him, then that shows that he truly does care. I knew it was a little sneaky, but I had to take a chance.
When we arrived home, my dog, Sheeba, ran over to me and tackled me to the floor. Let's just say she was fat to be a Labrador and I was a weak example for a human. I laughed and rubbed her back. Sheran came waltzing into the room in a dress that was not meant for a woman her age. She bounced over to the triplets(who decided to tag along) and smiled brightly. "And who are these three handsome young men?"
"They are Canterbury, Thomas, and Thompson. They don't talk too much." Alois said respectfully. Sheran had always liked her better than me, but I didn't really care. After all, it's not that Sheran was my mother anyway.
I slugged my bag up onto my bed and collapsed beside it. It was nice to see my room again, to smell its scent again. Everything was right where I left it. And I had left my blade in London. I suppose that was a good thing because now I didn't have to give into temptation.
"Ciel! Look! Your sales have sky-rocketed!" Alois exclaimed, waltzing into my room with a clipboard.
I looked over the charts and realized that our sales were higher than even Apple's right now. That was pretty good on Sebastian's part. Damn...he was one hell of a cab driver, I tell you. "Damn..." I sort of repeated my thoughts.
"I know! We should celebrate." As soon as Alois said that, someone burst through my window. I had no clue how they did that, considering that I was on the third floor.
I whirled around to look at the door, and, as expected, there were two other people in the doorway. The man who had came in the window looked like a criminal. Well...no duh. He had a scar running from his left eye down to his jawline and tattoos that covered his right arm. He was muscular and broad, and looked a little biker-ish. "Well, well, well..." His voice was raspy, that of a smoker's probably. "What do we have here, boys? Two teenage girls?"
The two men nodded evilly and came behind Alois and I. One of them had their hands on our shoulders, the other had put bags on our heads, and the leader tied our wrists together. Sebastian, I swear to God, if you don't get up and help me right now, I'm going to refuse to be reincarnated! I thought loudly as the leader picked us up and started carrying us. Those last thoughts that I sent towards Sebastian may've been the last thoughts that I would think before death.
Hey guys...so this was uploaded a day late because my Internet was being an asshole last night. ;/...On the other hand...Can some of you guys reading this plea-a-a-ase leave reviews on what I should do next...I'm running out of my creative juices. Thank you! Or PM if you aren't comfortable making your idea public. :) And...I'm really sorry this chapter is short...I had to keep re-typing it...