"Insane Asylum"
Chapter 13
Yoitemichealis: Trust me, if you were coming off as a stalker, I would have freaked out or something by now. Honestly, I feel honored. And I'm glad you looked them up!
ElusiveIllusions: Silly woman, you weren't supposed to pm me your guess! Ah, whatever, good, I'm glad your sad! Remind you of playing with our heartstrings in The Visitor yet?!
Promocat: Oh I know, though Ciel in Wonderland was pretty amusing.
Ai Chiyo: Oh wow, thank you! Finding the proper illnesses weren't as hard as I suspected it to be. I wonder slightly if the creators were aware of those mental disorders because they fir almost perfectly. It was a bit harder to find the proper symptoms because of the different levels of severity. I'm glad you like the story; you're just in time too!
+++Breakdown+++
"Two weeks…" Ciel shivered at the thought, pacing in front of the doctor's desk. "If what you said is true…"
"Two hundred and fourteen days." Sebastian nodded.
"So long. On what grounds?"
"Detective Abberline hadn't found any fingerprints from your first night on the knife. There's no sign of what sign of what could have started the fire yet, it's still being looked into. I could have put in that grounds' recording of your previous meeting with your brother had you not attacked him."
"I'm already aware I messed up." Ciel was quick to respond, glaring at the man. "Believe me, I've gotten enough lecturing on that."
"You won't be doing anyone any favors by running, Ciel." Sebastian jabbed. "Where did you think you were going earlier?"
"I had to find you." The ward muttered. "Your replacement was confusing and infuriating."
"A doctor is a doctor-"
"That's bullshit and you know it!" The younger shouted, slamming his hands onto the desk top. "Silence now, I'm thinking." What drove him crazy was the fact that the man complied. "…Sebastian, what happens… When I'm not like this? There's 'another' Ciel, isn't there?"
"I'm afraid I don't understand." The man sighed, rubbing his temples as he leaned back in the chair.
"Yes you do!"
"Calm down."
"This is as calm as I can get! You have no idea what's going on; I asked for your help and I need you to listen. Who am I?"
"Ciel Phantomhive, my patient."
"Now tell me the truth."
"That is the only answer I have for you." Amber eyes met cold ice blue with a steady gaze. The younger scoffed, fists balled up.
"Then you might as well kill me."
"Ciel-!"
"I'm serious! I can't stay here anymore, I'll go insane! I refuse to accept this as reality. You'd be better off killing me. It wouldn't be hard. I'm a mental patient, aren't I? Leave me alone, unwatched for five minutes and I'll do it myself!"
Sebastian was standing now, getting a tight grip on his ward, who had already started thrashing about. Ciel knew what came next; the small stab, the insertion… Still, he couldn't help but smile as sleep quickly overtook him.
+++T+++
A part of him expected to wake in the manor, or even in the ruins – anything but back in the asylum. Ciel was starting to realize just how unlucky he'd become.
"No!" He couldn't help but panic; his calculation had been off and now he was trapped here yet again. Why was he still surprised?! "Sebastian!"
"Please be still… You're not doing yourself any favors."
"Don't you suddenly get strict with me!" Ciel growled, finding himself bound down to the bed.
"It's not my idea. You are still legally under Doctor Humphries care. I am simply keeping an eye on you," the dark haired said calmly, sitting on a chair across the room.
"You said yourself I shouldn't be restrained!"
"That is no longer my judgment to make."
"You have to listen to me!"
"Doctor Michealis." Amber eyes snapped away from the blue eyed child, turning to the door as the brunette man came back in. "If you would please?" He ignored any protest from the teen, easily leaving him behind.
+++T+++
'One, two, three, four…' Ciel kept track of the footsteps as they passed, the pattern and rhythm matching William's. He was always the last to leave, of the ones that did; he went over the paper work and lock down codes… Humphries, Grea, Michealis and Sutcliff would be staying tonight. If he was keeping time right, there were only eight days until the trial, and everyone was getting anxious in the asylum.
On the other hand, the ward couldn't be calmer. For the past six days he'd resorted to waiting; behaving and following the daily pattern perfectly. So long as he stayed like this, so long as everyone was on edge, he'd find an opening to escape.
He'd already determine the truth behind this 'reality'. It was false, and the only way to return was no longer through sleep – but death itself. Even if he were wrong, anything was better than this. It was a risk worth taking.
'One, two, three, four… Click, lock, shut. One two three four, lock. One two-….' Ciel's head jerked up, the pattern was broken. Scrambling to his feet the dark haired hurried to the door, ear pressed against the cold surface to see what could have possibly thrown him off schedule. For a moment he was hoping Pluto had escaped, that insane man could have kept everyone busy for long enough… Suddenly the sound of a second pair of shoes drew him out of his musing, and when the arguing voices got closer he knew he recognized them.
"- everything you done, how dare they send you back here! You were being charged for tampering with the healing process of patient Ciel Pha-!"
"And yet here I am, completely innocent." The calm voice sent a shiver down Ciel's spine, hearing the two men pass his room. "You should be thankful. An extra pair of hands around here would be helpful, and relieving Humphries of such a troublesome brat would do the poor fellow some good, don't you agree?"
"You have no right to be on these premises'!"
"Would you like to see my papers?"
"I would like to speak to the courts myself!"
"Doctor Spears, I suggest you adjust your tone." The venom in the second voice was thick, the party stopping not far down the corridor. "Instead, show me to where Humphries is now so I may tell him the good news." There was a pause when nobody moved, Ciel not daring to clear his throat for fear they'd find him awake. "Now, Spears."
"… Right this way."
+++T+++
If he were to be completely honest, Ciel hadn't liked Alan Humphries as his substitute. The man seemed rather nervous, a bit shy even, and ill. He doubted the brunette had anything contagious, especially since he was working as a doctor, but to see a man randomly cough up blood couldn't be a good sign of health.
He hadn't liked Alan Humphries taking over Sebastian's job, even when the obsidian haired had returned. Yet, he'd take the short man with glasses over the terrifying one tending to him now.
The young doctor had come in to say his good-byes, explaining to the teen with a mortified face that he would be returning to his previous work… and that Ciel would be under someone new. He had explained how he was completely against switching Ciel's caretaker so often, and had managed to get the courts to allow Sebastian to stay in the asylum under close watch… Under close watch of Claude Faustus. Alan had apologized for his forced leave, and wished him the best of luck. Evidently, everyone had believed the man to be the one tampering with the youngest person in their care, but there had been no evidence leading to anyone but Lau.
"Ciel Phantomhive." He shivered, body chilled to the bone at how his name was said, how the man smiled as he looked over him… He hated this. "It's good to see you again."
+++End Chapter Thirteen+++
CUE THE SUSPENSE
So, I hope you are all getting ready for the winter holidays. I also hope none of my readers were mauled or stabbed on Black Friday.
Here's a little seasonal treat I had hoped to send out before USA's Turkey Day, but that didn't happen. Sorry for the lateness!
Please leave reviews and lots of love, we are literally down to three chapters left and I could use the motivation to write them since college is really kicking my ass.
"Cue the suspense indeed! Things are really starting to roll on fast now, and I have a feeling the end of this ride is going to leave us all stunned... and royally mindfucked. Every word wound you up even more, filling you with tension and lightly chilled fear; I was waiting to see my breath in the air in front of me. So many questions and so little time; I can't wait to see how this will all turn out, for better... or for worse."
-Vivacia18