Writing spree take one. Prepare for possible fluff.
A knock came on the kitchen door, "Do you really got to knock? It's the kitchen for pete's sake!" I yelled as the door opened and a certain red haired maid came in. "Oh… hey Meyrin." I said through a mouth full of cheese.
"What are you doing Ms. Kaitlyn?" She asked me as I took another bite out of the cheese wedge. Damn this stuff is good… Lord Barrymore had a good taste in food.
"Eating my feelings out…" I mumble, breaking off another hunk of the soft substance and tossing it into my mouth. "It's actually not as helpful as I thought it would be though… still pretty upset."
"Well you must be, you shouted at Mr. Sebastian." Meyrin said walking over to me.
"'How so?"
"Well it's very obvious that you fancy him, if you don't mind me saying." She said, snatching the hunk of cheese from my hands.
"H-hey! Give me that!" I said reaching for it as I stuttered, "I do not fancy Sebastian!" I argued, "Nor do I like him in whatever ways you may be thinking!"
"Ms. Kaitlyn, we all see the way you look at him. We are surprised that the Young Master hasn't noticed though…" She said, trailing off as she grabbed a tray.
"I do NOT 'look' at him. If anything I glare." I retorted, snatching the cheese back and stuffing it in my mouth.
She didn't seem to be paying attention however because she sighed and said in a dreamy voice, "I wonder what it's like to be in love…"
"I am not in love!" Meyrin giggled, I deadpanned, "What's so funny?"
"Nothing… but what where you so sad about?"
"Well… it was the whole dog incident in general… can I just make it short and say it involves a dog named Midnight her death and guns? I would rather not relive it thank you very much. I have to go know… I have sulking in my room to do." I said exiting.
T~T~T~T
Walking down the hallway I locked my arms behind my back. "Now which one was mine again?" I muttered looking at the identical doors. "Damn, they really need signs in this place." I added, looking at the floor and and staring at my shoes.
Great a shoe lace is lose.
Ah screw it. I'll be taking them o- "Oof!" I said as I stumbled into something, looking up I discovered it was more like a someone. "Go away I don't want to talk to you." I said pushing Sebastian aside.
"If you don't talk to somebody about it this will only get worse."
"What makes you think I want to talk about it? Even if I did the last person I would talk to would be you."
Suddenly said demon was in front of me. "Ah, but we are conversing are we not?"
"… You know you should give fair warning before you do that." Sebastian sighed at my comment. "Do not pull the 'you can't keep your feelings bottled up forever' crap because I will find a way!" I said pointing at him. "Now excuse me." I said brushing past him AGAIN.
What he said next made me freeze, "I wasn't going to say that… I was merely going to point out that you will indeed crack at some point, the pressure of holding to consciousness's will be far to great and you will snap. Who will you have to talk to then Kaitlyn? Surely not the chief or gardener or maid, they wouldn't understand a thing." A sudden cold gripped me.
"Nor the Young Master who would be far too busy, Tanaka is out of the question, who knows how long he may be around. That leaves the butler, but even then you won't talk to him about your troubles, so you would be left alone to wallow in your own confusion and hysteria." Something that felt like a hand went down my back, causing an unwanted shiver to run through me.
"Do you honestly think you are the first of your cases Ms. Kaitlyn?" My vision became blurry. I shook my head, shivering again and turned to look at the man, the candle light casting monstrous shadows on the wall and giving his appearance a sinister look, however that didn't frighten me, in fact it was… never mind.
My chest felt heavy as I took shallow breaths, taking a shaky gulp of air I spoke, "I'll tell you… what was bothering me…"
"Wonderful." He said smirking.
T~T~T~T (Kaitlyn's guest bedroom.)
I sat on the bed, Sebastian in front of me in a chair. My skirt sprawled outwards as my legs remained crossed underneath. Hands shaking in my lap I pressed them down into the mattress as I straightened and look at Sebastian. Most likely eager to find out something about me. Or did he already know everything?
Hell if I know.
"When I was in middle school our family dog, Nova a Border Collie, died from natural causes. So essentially old age if you can't process that."
"I understand what natural causes mean Kaitlyn."
"Shush, I am providing extra information."
"Then please, continue."
"Everyone in my family was so upset, I was in 6th grade at the time, Nova was such a loyal thing. A cuddlier too, if there was a storm going on and you were frightened she would snuggle right up to you, wrap herself around you so you were essentially trapped, and sit with you. If you were home alone she always, ALWAYS, followed you around. Like a second mother really."
"Is Nova the thing of your sorrow?"
"No, and Nova wasn't a thing! She was a family member."
"Then I believe you are getting sidetracked."
"Oh, sorry. Well anyway, I was in sixth grade at the time, she had died around September at the start of the school year. It wasn't until I started high school, counting sixth grade that is three years later, that we got another. Midnight, a black lab, and what a sweet heart she was. Could catch a ball like you would never believe, twisted up at just the right moment. Oh we loved her, good guard dog too."
Sebastian opened his mouth.
"I. Said. Shush." With a motion of his hand he asked for me to continue. "Anyway, around my final year Midnight went missing she had gotten out of the open back gate and took off sprinting before any of us could notice. We were all a mess," I laughed slightly, already feeling the tears fall, "I can remember the first night without her so clearly."
"What was it like?"
"Full of tissues."
He chuckled, "I can see she meant a lot to all of you."
Nodding I began again, "We didn't see her for about two weeks, the entire family was in chaos, we printed out paper, I couldn't focus on my school work, my sister couldn't focus on her wedding and my brother on his job." I paused, "Around a week before Christmas… we were coming home from the movie theater… there was an oddly shaped hole in the snow… as we approached it we found that Midnight was the of the snows disruption."
"What had happened?"
"She had been shot… multiple times… twice through her lungs… once through the head and about three around the h-h-heart." I stuttered, tears streaming down like I was Niagra freaking Falls. "She was still b-bleeding wh-when we found h-her. Th-the snow was c-covered in f-fresh blood."
Suddenly I was pulled up and into a strong hug, crying the entire time. Sebastian smoothed down my hair as he whispered reassuringly in my ear. "So… seeing the dog die earlier today reminded you of the loss of your beloved pet. Sorry, family member."
"No!" I said pushing him away. "No, no, no! You're wrong!" I yelled attacking my face to dry it off, only to irritate the skin. "I mean, not entirely…"
"I don't believe I understand."
"I thought that was it… because the first thing I thought of was Midnight… but I miss home! That's why I'm so upset! It reminded my family and I miss my family Sebastian! I want to go home so badly! But I can't because I'm stuck here! Sebastian why can't I wake the hell up!"
Sebastian wrapped his arms around me, pulling me back to him. I was so upset that I didn't even care that both his hands where the danger zones. "These voices keep haunting me! I can hear my sister and my brother! I can see them and I reach out to them but my body remains painfully immobile! I can hear everything all the bloody time Sebastian!" After that my mouth ceased to function as I blubbered like a two year old in a demon's arms.
After what seemed like forever I finally calmed down. "Are you alright now?" He asked.
"Yes… so you better move your fucking hands. No not that way!" I shouted shoving his hands away. "Pervert."
"At least you're back to your old self." He chuckled, just then a scream broke through the air.
T~T~T~T
"Meyrin what's wrong?" I asked as I ran down the stairs to where I was only moments before my emotional breakdown.
Tell any one of that and I will hurt you.
What?
All she could do was point and give short, high pitched squeaks. It sounded like she was trying to say something but she couldn't.
Following her gaze we looked to Lord Barrymore's cell. Blood coated everything; rain splattered the rock walls as it came in through the giant gapping hole, leaving little spots blood free. Blood splashed upon the walls, painted the floor; it even looked like some of it had hit the cell's bars.
"Bloody 'ell!" Bard shouted as he walked up to the door and pulled it open, rubble sat at the base of the hole, providing a nice set of stepping stone-stairs to get up.
"I guess the demon hound was real after all." I noted as climbed up the rubble. "Look! There are even footsteps! Giant ones!" I shouted. "I don't think Barrymore faked this one!" I said following the giant leading me up the hill. Others in tow.
"Wait… this is the punishment area." I turned around, stopping the others, spotting in the distance a tall figure in black and a much smaller one as well. Sebastian went to get Ciel. "Guys, I don't think we should go any further without Sebastian and the Young Master." I said as the rain pounded down on us.
"You gotta be bloody kiddin me Kaitlyn! We can't just wait here in this weather!" Bard shouted at me.
"I don't want to either but I think it would be best! Who knows what could happen if we have to come back!"
"There is no need to wait." Ciel said as he came up behind us, "I'm already here. Kaitlyn lead the way." Ciel instructed.
Nodding I turned back around, a crack of thunder catching me by surprise, and seeing as I was on a patch of mud I tumbled backwards. "AH!" I screamed, only to be caught by a pair of arms.
"Please be more careful Kaitlyn." Sebastian said smiling down at me.
"Thanks…" I said, lifting up my skirts as I continued to walk up the hill, Sebastian's hand supporting me in case I fall once more.
As we reached the top again I clutched Sebastian as Meyrin screamed.
There in the middle of the hollowed out hill sat Lord Barrymore, his eyes white, and his limbs torn off.
"He's dead." I whispered.
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If you can't tell already, Kaitlyn is sorta a motherly/loving/caring person, whatever that word would be. And isn't just some badass pimp daddy.
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