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When Alois told me to behave myself, what he really meant was 'stay out of the way and don't talk to anyone.' Which is fine by me, I don't get along well with most upper class people. And I prefer to lurk in the shadows, anyways. The costume ball seems to be going well, save for a few mishaps caused by the Phantomhive servants. There's also two very important people missing, Alois and Ciel. So, letting curiosity get to me, I go looking for the pair.
After a few minutes of searching the mansion I find them in the forest on the property. With them is Claude, Ciel's butler Sebastian, and the triplets. I can't hear what they're saying and for some reason Alois is dressed in a maids outfit. Curioser and Curioser. Soon, Sebastian picks up Ciel and starts running away from the triplets who start attacking Sebastian with various garden tools. This is certainly more interesting than the costume dance, but the entertaining fight ends quickly. Sebastian will go to great lengths to protect Ciel, how sweet.
From the inside the mansion, a strange song starts playing. The instrument is abnormal, not a piano or violin and the tune it plays is almost bone shattering. From a distance I can hear Sebastian tell Ciel to cover his ears, maybe I should do the same. But it's too late , I fall unconscious. I dream for the first time in a long time. I dream of a world that doesn't exist, a world where I have a mother and father who love and cherish me. A childhood where I wasn't constantly hungry, and all the children on the streets had families. A life where I was happy, but that life isn't mine and I'd never live in a world like that.
It's dawn when I come to, the party is long over and the events of last night are a hazy blur. Though one thing strikes me as odd, I could have sworn I fell asleep in the woods yet I find myself in a bed…
"Why are you crying?" Asks the voice of evil-oh I mean, Alois. And that's when I remember, I was to sleep in Alois's bed, gross. I roll over in the covers and sit up to see that he is on the other side of the room and, thank god, fully dressed.
"What do y-you mean-n-n *hic* crying-g, oh.." I am crying, and I can't stop.
"Answer the question."
"S-ssorry, I just remem-membered things I shouldn't-t have." I wipe the tears away with the backs of my hands, but more fall. I now notice that I'm dawned in a pink, ruffled, nightgown with loose laces holding the upper-back together. I can't exactly see the laces, but I can feel some fabric and a cool breeze on my back. I don't know who changed me into this dress, though I don't dwell on that thought for too long.
"What things?" he asks with general curiosity.
I don't answer Alois this time, I stay as silent as possible with the huffs and sniffs of my emotional breakdown. I stare at the floor as yet another teardrop runs down my face.
"Well?" he says, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Things…you would not understand." I finally reply, slowly calming down. I lift my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs and burying my face in the soft fabric of the gown.
"If you think I wouldn't understand what it's like to be orphaned," he begins, "than you're dead wrong."
"My apologies, I didn't know." I say into my knees.
"You're pathetic."
"That, I knew."
I feel the bed shift its weight as Alois crawls onto it and sit next to me. I cringe, I can tell he's about to hurt me in some way. But…nothing happens, we sit in silence for what seems like forever before he finally says something.
"How did you get these scars?"
With furrowed eyebrows I lift my head up and tilt it to the side, looking in his general direction, "Scars?" I ask, barely above a whisper.
"There's two of them, going up you're back." He answers. He traces his finger up the side of my back where one of the supposed scars is. "Come with me."
I follow him as he says, he leads me to a bathroom and stands me in front of a vanity mirror. I'm a mess, my hair is uncombed, my cheeks are red, and my violet eyes are puffy from crying. I turn around and look backwards at the mirror to see my back. Sure enough, two pinkish red scars run down my back, paralleling each other. They look old, like they've been there for years, but I have never noticed them once before. They've never cause me any pain, and I haven't the slightest clue how I obtained such strange injuries.
"I don't know." I eventual say.
"What?"
"The scars, I don't how I got them."
"Oh."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"…Yes?"
"Why am I here? I was perfectly fine living on the streets, so why do you want me here?"
An awkward silence falls upon us for a long while, if I couldn't see his reflection in the mirror, I would of guessed he wasn't even there. I don't like the stillness in the air, I feel like I've crossed the line, said something that should of remained unspoken. He opens his mouth as if the say something, but quickly closes it. A few more minutes pass before he actually speaks.
"You remind me of someone I used to know…" Alois says before swiftly exiting into the hallway, leaving me with my thoughts.
I think I remember him mentioning that he had a little brother of sorts, but that he had died. If I remind him of his little brother, it would explain some things, like him giving me a roof over my head and food in my stomach. But other things still remain a mystery.
I continue to stare at scars that have no reason for being on my back. I trace the marks, the damaged tissue of skin is fragile and feels like it could rip and reopen the wounds at any moment. Yet I still feel no pain accumulating from it. How very, very odd.
Sorry if this chapter sucked, I feel like Alois was really OOC. Anyways, have a happy and safe Halloween.
Until next time -23TxR