Love letters to the unknown

by Haejin96

Ciel has a very fatal and deadly disease, But Sebastian knows nothing about it. Ciel has been distancing himself from his servants so when his time comes they wont grieve, He has been secretly writing letters to Sebastian but has never sent them out. But what happens when Sebastian finds Ciel's stash of letters that were addressed to no one but Sebastian?

5. The Fourth Letter He Ever Wrote

Sebastian's P.O.V

I set the previous letter down and I tried to balance myself on Ciel's broken bed post, but I just ended up cutting my hand. "Why?" I asked myself. "Why is so much bottled up?" I asked myself again. I let the tears that were forming in my eyes slip down my cheeks. "Huh? Why am I crying?" I asked. I continuously wiped my tears from my eyes but it was useless. After one tear was wiped away another would come down in its place.
I slowly slid down to the floor and pulled my over grown knees to my chest and I stayed like that for a little bit. After wiping the last of my tears I stood up and pulled the box over to me. I shuffled through the letters and I picked up the one at the bottom like the first time. But this time it had a number four on it and I sliced it open with my nail. I pulled the letter out and started to read its contents.
~Dear Sebastian,
This is probably the fourth or fifth letter I have written to you by now. Today was fun. Except for the fact that I was kidnapped and behind closed curtains and almost raped. It was really fun to tease the kidnappers especially Azzurro Vanel, he was even more fun to tease, but when he beat me and almost raped me, the only thing that ran through my mind was you. I kept thinking to myself if you were almost to the door. Or if you were going to save me in time and you did. You saved me right when I was sure you were going to abandon me and find another contractor and just the thought of that made me loose hope, But then you came and saved me from them and that made me the happiest I have been since my parents deaths.
I was also really happy when you carried me because I sprained my ankle and I wanted to murder finnan for bringing it up. You were warm, very warm considering you're practically dead. But I was enjoying the feeling of security that you brought over me. Though I am only 13 and counting and you are over a thousand years old I felt a certain connection between us in that moment. It wasn't the contract it was something different. It was something stronger than the connection that we share from the contract. It welled up in my chest and it was hard to breath. My throat constricted with this uncomfortable feeling and there was this unbearable fleeting feeling in my heart every time you came too close to me. I am afraid to get to close to you, for the fear of rejection is larger than the fear of being raped. And you know Sebastian that can be pretty scary.
Though I am basically alone in this world, even past death I will not forget you because you have given me a second chance to live and exact my revenge on the people that did rape me, and the people who killed my parents. We aren't even half way there yet so I hope you will continue to be my guardian angel, well in your case guardian demon.
~sincerely Ciel A. Phantomhive

I let my hands fall to the floor and I stared up to the ceiling. I let out a shaky breath and I looked back down. "Are you happy now Sebastian? Snooping inside my stuff and not to mention breaking my bed?" A voice rang out beside me and since I was already in a weak state from the letters I let out a surprised yelp. "Y-young master?!" I quickly stood up but I stumbled and I was heading face first to the floor but something warm enveloped me. I looked up at a break neck speed and I saw Ciel's face hovering only inches from mine.

I moved swiftly away from him. "Well it doesn't matter anymore anyways they are addressed to you but you couldn't have waited until I died to read them." He said to himself and I punched him in the head. "You're a big idiot." I said to him and he looked up to me with a glare in his eyes. "What was that for?!" He yelled angrily and I grabbed the broken bed post in anger. "How do you think I would feel?" I said barely above a whisper, ignoring the big gash the bed post is making in my hand.
I brought my other hand up to my hair and I clutched it and messed it up even more than it already was. "Excuse me?" he asked. "I said how do you think I would feel?!"

CLIFFHANGER! Yes I love doing this. It leaves you suspecting doesn't it? Lol.
~ittokiya-chan is out!