Grell's POV
1 Year Later
It's the anniversary of Adrian's death. Time's passed agonizingly slowly, every minute without Adrian has been nothing but pain. I work for Ciel now. The night everything happened he called Bard, Mei-Rin and Finny and told them Sebastian was killed in an attemted robbery and that Adrian tried to help defend the manor. They've been super nice to me since I've been here, but they tend to keep a distance. I think they realize my pain and prefer not to get involved with it. But thats fine with me, I don't like to talk about Adrian with anyone, it hurts too much.
William came about a week after the incident occured. He gave condolences for Adrian's death, he may not have liked Adrian much but William knew how close I was to him. William also told me that if things didn't work out with Ciel, I could always return to the hall and resume my Reaper duties.
Ronald stops by every month or so, mostly to keep me in the loop with Reaper news. But we often talk about how his training is going. He avoids bringing up Adrian, probably because he knows how painful talking about him would be for me. I know Ronald wants to know what happened, all Apprentices want to know everything that happens all the time. Maybe I'll tell him someday, I mean of course he was rough with them, but Ronald and the other Apprentices had some form of respect for him.
Ciel had Adrian buried in the garden. He told me that way I could visit him whenever I felt I needed to. An act of kindness on his part, but I think it was reparation for everything Sebastian put me through. When I asked he denied it, he said he wanted his new butler to not be distracted by emotion.
I think of Adrian all the time. Not a moment goes by where he doesn't cross my mind. I go to his grave every night after Ciel's in bed. It's not the same, but it still allows me to be close to him. My dreams are filled with him. At first, they were nightmares of the night he died, because of which I'd often wake up crying. But as time passed, they horror and pain filled memory was replaced with dreams of lust and passion. I miss his touch, the sound of his voice. God damn it, I miss him. I long for the day when I see him again, but I won't take my own life. He told me not to do something stupid, so I'll live my life. Someday the day will come when I see him again, and we'll be together for all of eternity in the fires of Hell.