"Oh... Sebastian?" I asked as I looked at the news paper. I turned on the T.V. seeing that a new show was on tonight.
"Yes, my young lord?" Sebastian came in with a loose shirt and some hot skinny jeans. I licked my lips before smirking.
"I'll excuse you for calling me that. We aren't in the Victorian Era any more. No need for that... Non sense. But... You're show is coming back tonight." I said to him, scratching my head as I looked at the paper, chuckling.
The elder demon gasped, his eyes widening as he looked down at me. "Big Brother is back on?!" He squealed like a little girl and then sat next to me on the couch, tracing my faint abs.
"Yes... Stop that." I swatted his hands away from my shirtless chest. I placed the paper over my chest, glaring at him.
He licked his lips, climbing on top of me, nipping at my neck. "Mmm... Why, master?"
So, the real reason I hated him calling me that is only because of how seductively he said it... It's like he wanted sex!
"Horny bastard!" I quickly shoved him off of me, my old accent thick as I yelled that at him.
I saw his eyes flash as he walked towards me, pinning me to the wall, whispering in my ear. "Don't talk to your master like that... You don't want to be punished, do you?"
I blushed and slipped out of his grip, sitting back on the couch. I looked at the T.V. "It's on!" I some what sang. I quickly got up before he could shove me of of the couch. I went to our small bedroom and curled up on the bed. I frowned slightly. I wish Sebastian would've taken my soul... Killed me while I was still in London... While I was still a Phantomhive and everyone knew who I was... I honestly miss Lizzie and... That small annoying brat Alois. But I hate him as well! He wanted me to become a demon... I wish I could die... See my mother and father again. See my aunt.
I hadn't realized I was crying until Sebastian pulled me into his arms, rocking me. I clung to him, sobbing in his shoulder.
"I miss them all! Even my servants!" I cried out.
He just rubbed my back, keeping me close to him. I continued to cry for a while before I shoved Sebastian away and wiped my tears away. I sat on the edge of the bed, my eyebrows knotted together.
"Don't treat me like a small little child, Sebastian!" I stood up, my gaze cold as I stared at him. I quickly stormed out of the room, throwing on my black jacket and my Converse. I zipped up my jacket to hide my chest as I ran out of the apartment we lived in.
I pulled up my hood, my eye patch hiding my eye. I still wore it... It reminded me of the simpler times when I wasn't a dammed demon!
I started to run, faster and faster, my breathing staying even. I ran into the woods and up into a tree. I sat on the branch, one leg under me, my hands down the middle of my body and one of my legs spread out with the branch. I stalked the woods, hearing the deer run from a pack of three wolves. I listened, my eyes closing. I ripped off my eye patch and put it in my jacket pocket silently. I continued to listen.
Unhuman footsteps came slowly walking through the woods... Sebastian. I listened to the wolves stalk their prey. I quickly jumped down from the tree and landed between the wolves and the deer. I looked at the small doe and hissed, forcing her to run. I looked at the dogs, my eyes narrowing before I started to run.
"Master... Are we doing another one of those...?" Sebastian said as he ran up to me.
"Yes! I am throwing another fit. I order you to catch this!" I threw my eye patch down, picking up my pace.
He was talking about a night that I started a fit and then he caught me... Then we had sex in the middle of the woods.
I blushed a bit as I thought about it. It was a very fun night... My amused expression turned back to the emotionless little boy I was. Sebastian always teased that I still had a bit of Alois left in me. But it was oh-so very fun to throw a fit every ten years or something like that... Now I knew how Alois felt.
I quickly jumped in a tree and then growled, hearing Sebastian again.
"I order you to stay out of my sight, Sebastian!" I screamed, my eyes narrowing. I saw a quick figure duck behind a tree.
I nodded and sighed, closing my eyes as I relaxed in the tree. I heard Sebastian's uneven breath and a small sob...
Good... He better be pissed he didn't eat my soul...
But I'm glad he's staying... He loves me... Forever.
Right?
Sitting in a tree all night isn't as fun as you'd think. It's boring and a bit painful, even for a demon. And it didn't help that I heard Sebastian make small remarks about me. I wanted to climb down there and tear out his dead heart!
"A bit violent, don't you think, young master?" I heard Sebastian say.
Damn... I was talking out loud again. That's going to get me killed one day. Why did I tend to speak my thoughts? Nasty habit of mine, eh?
"Yes, master."
"Dammit, Sebastian! Stay out of this! I told you to stay out of my sight!"
"I am. Am I not? You can only hear me, not see me. Plus, what if this is all yourself? You've made an alter ego of me in your head and you're talking to yourself."
"Ha ha, very funny." I said, frowning. I was a bit annoyed by my demon butler now.
No response? Odd... What if Sebastian was right? What if it was all my head?
I climbed off of the tree, seeing the sun rise. I sighed and walked back to my house. What a dreadful place? It was an apartment... No, a condo. Sebastian always had to correct me.. Still, we lived with no one and we couldn't even see how the upstairs looked.
Sigh...I miss my manor! I miss London! Why the hell did Sebastian move us to the states? The people here are rude and fat... And their tea. Dear God. It's horrid! It's rather far too sweet or far too bitter! You can't find a good tea shop any where. The same with coffee.
"Ugh! Sebastian! I take back my damn order!" I hissed.
"Good choice, my lord. I saw you getting a bit... Annoyed. And I missed my show. Now if you don't mind..." He walked over to the couch, watching his show again. I rolled my eyes, scoffing.
I walked to my room, frowning. Sometimes I felt like everything was my fault. Even if I had no control over it. Like when it rained and he couldn't go sit outside to shop, or when he dropped his phone (which I don't understand why he bought it... Those things are far too small and easy to break!) and the screen broke. I felt horrible...
And when I remember that I'm a demon and he could never devour the one soul he wanted most. I couldn't help but sit in the small walk in closet, my knees pressed to my chest and my eyes wide. My eye patch was off, so my mark was exposed, the dull purple suddenly started to shine as I barked out a command.
"Sebastian! Leave me and never return! That is an order!" I yelled from the closet.
"Yes, master." Was all I heard from him before I heard silence.
I sobbed into my knees. Why was I being so pathetic and weak?! This isn't like me... But I don't care. The long years that I've been alive is horrible and I want to die. But I can't. Not unless that stupid red headed death god shows up and I haven't seen him for a good ten years... It's been pretty peaceful without Grell. I've enjoyed it. But I have seen William once... It was at a small cafe down the street. He said he went there every once in a while to just clear his mind. We haven't gone there since. He flirted with a girl who looked just like him. I still hate him for killing my dear aunt, but I've put it aside.
"S-Sebastian?" I said, breaking my thoughts as I stood up. I walked around the house, not seeing a sign of him anywhere. "Sebastian!"
No response.
Damn.
I ran outside, putting on my jacket and my eye patch. I ran and ran, looking all around for my demon butler. I groaned as it started to storm, feeling the ran hit my skin. I hated the rain now and I hated it with such a passion, I ran back to my small house. I felt so stupid, I wish I could just find him without fearing the rain.
"Sebastian... My love... C-come back..." I whispered as I shuddered, I was freezing now, drenched in cold rain as I walked through my door. I went to my room, undressing before grabbing one of Sebastian's baggy shirts and putting it on, curling up on his side of the bed as tears streamed down my face.
I've screwed up.
He's slipping away from my loving grasp.
