Ciel rolled over the next morning looking around the room. He stretched and let out a hiss of pain. Rolling out of bed, his small feet hit the cold tile floor. Seeing what appeared to be a small robe hanging in the closet. Grabbing it quickly he wrapped up his small form and looked around for his eye patch, tying it quickly as the door opened. He jumped and saw the maroon haired girl walking into the room. "M-Master Sebastian wants you to join him in his b-bedroom for breakfast." She said softly. With a tiny chuckle Ciel followed the stuttering female up all those stairs, causing a dull pain to shit up his back and his belly. Rubbing his bruised stomach though the robe as they finally walked down a long hall. Running his free hand along the ornate paintings and the statues, clearing her throat Meyrin looked at the boy. "Just walk in and enjoy your breakfast." She bowed and turned walking back the way they came, bumping into a table clumsily grabbing the piece.
Sebastian smiled and looked up from his book, pushing his black hair from his face. "Good Morning Ciel." He said as he closed the book and turned his full attention to the boy. Ciel smirked and looked at him. "Good Morning Sebastian." He said softly standing in the doorway. Sebastian sighed and crooked a finger at him. "Closer Ciel." He demanded to the one eyed boy. "I need to speak to you about something." He said calmly as he watched the small male sit on the edge of the bed. Ciel sat with his hands in his lap, never letting go of his superior attitude. "What is it?" Ciel shot back at him, wrapping his fingers together. Looking at him, Sebastian pulled off that eye patch. "Don't wear this stupid fucking thing around just me." Sebastian forced out almost in anger. Ciel jumped and turned his head, shielding away his eye yet again. "Show me your eye; I am not afraid of it. Damn it Ciel." He proclaimed, grabbing his chin turning the boy to look him in the eyes. Smiling softly Sebastian was greeted by two huge mismatched eyes. Brushing his finger over the purple eye he sighed softly.
Ciel looked at him and closed his eyes softly, sighing almost mewing at the soft touch of the male. "I'm s-sorry." He whispered gently. "I just….p-people avoid me because of it." He explained softly to the male. Sebastian's red eyes filled with sorrow, hearing the collect by stumble over his words and try to make since of everything. "What happened to you?" He said softly to the boy.
Looking at the older male hearing the sorrow in his voice and frown on his face. Ciel knew he was going to be here a while so he should just be honest with the male. Turning his entire body to sit on the bed, he crossed his legs Indian style and lowered his head speaking softly.
"It was when I was about turning ten…." He mumbled at the beginning of the story. "My parents had made this big huge deal about me growing up so fast so they threw me a party. They were so proud that they had such a smart son and that he was only ten. Soon people filled my house, telling me happy birthday and giving me money. It was nice, I actually smiled and was having fun. But as the night went on people left and it was just me and my parents...I sat at a table alone while I heard my parents yell and fight…It was the first time I saw my…" He stopped and cleared his throat as he continued. Sebastian sat there and listened calmly to the story.
"M-My dad struck my mom hard…I ran to stop him and he struck me to, making me fall and hit my face along one of the tables. I watched as my dad pulled my mom into their bedroom and I heard cries and screams as my dad forced himself on my mom in anger. All I heard was yelling and smack after smack after smack…it continued for hours. Until I forced myself to sleep I must have slept for a while because I remember waking up seeing my mom's smile. Her face swollen and covered in bruises; she always spoke so kindly and was so nice, but she told me she was leaving my father." He shook his head and continued forcibly fighting his tears. "I fell asleep again in anger and woke up to a burning pain in my eye and heard my father talking to some man, telling him to do whatever he pleased with me. The man counted to pour this mixture in my eye saying words over and over again. They call my eye the mark of the devil because of it. It was probably a month after my mom had left that things started to change. My dad never spoke to me but always hit me, he would tell me I was a monster and didn't amount to anything."
"Soon enough my mother came back after I begged her. One day though my parents sent me away to the store and went I came home the house was on fire…some man stood in front of the house saying she shouldn't have went back, blaming me and my cursed eye." His small voice shook with emotion as tears started to roll down his face. "They took me away after they killed my parents, they…they sold me to this woman they called my "aunt" I became a leper. No one wanted me and everyone hated me. People spit on me and call me scum. They run me away from stores with knives ad brooms, saying my eye would kill them too. All I did…All I was…Everything I knew was gone. I was a monster and that why no one wanted me, Living with Madame Red was the only place I was safe. Even though she still would beat me, she never ran me off or tried to gouge out my eye. She" He stopped and buried his face into his hands crying. All the emotions running back to the small boy as his entire body shook in pain and sorrow. Sebastian sat there with his mouth opened. He had never heard such a story where the boy had no idea where he belonged anymore.
He had no family left and was ultimately an outcast in the city, thus being forced into prostitution. Seeing the crying boy all he could do is put his arms around the boy and hold him close to keep him calm. "Shhhh Ciel…I will be here for you. I'm not afraid of that eye of yours." He said softly, rubbing the boy's back, rocking his body slowly.
Ciel has never heard those words before, no one wanted to be there for him but Alois. ALOIS! Ciel's tears stopped as he looked at Sebastian. "You have to save my friend." He whispered his voice hiccupping still after his cries. "He isn't safe there with Madame Red, he can't…" He stopped and started to cry again like a blubbering ninny.
AN: I would enjoy some reviews or the next few chapters will be nothing but Ciel crying like a ninny.