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But I DO own Juliet (Katheryn)!
Chapter 17!
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As I walked back to my study, I felt like I was walking on air. I've felt so relieved ever since I told Katheryn how I feel. And so happy since she accepted them. I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face. As I opened the now unlocked door, I saw Sebastian standing by the window, facing me. He had a sly grin on his face.
"A job well done, Master." he said as I sat down. "How was that kiss?"
"Wonderful." I sighed, not even bothering to deny it. I heard some strangled laughter, and turned.
Sebastian had his back to me, and his shoulders were shaking. It was obvious he was trying to not laugh very desperately. He was giggling like a school girl. Despite his laughing at me, I still couldn't stop smiling.
I picked up the papers that were neatly arranged on my desk and began to read. There was even some fresh tea there. I took a sip of it. It tasted like tea, but at the same time like Katheryn's lips. I must be imagining it.
'I'm going insane.' I thought as I set the teacup back down, staring at it in thought. 'I'm acting like a lovesick teenager.'
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Katheryn's POV
I walked to the kitchen, deciding to check on Bardroy and see if he needed a hand. When I entered the kitchen, I was happy to see that he was doing just fine, and that there was a wonderful smell in the air.
"Hello, Bardroy." I greeted, coming up beside him. He turned to me and grinned strangely.
"Hello, Katheryn." he said, and chuckled. I arched an eyebrow at him.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"Nothing, nothing." he said, still grinning strangely.
Then, the door opened again and Mey-Rin walked in, carrying a few plates. "Here are those plates, Bardroy." she said, setting them down on a bare spot on a counter. When she saw me, she smiled strangely and waved. "Hello, Katheryn." she said with a giggle.
"What?" I asked, getting suspicious and a bit angry. "What is so funny?"
"Nothing!" she said, turning so her back faced me and giggled. I huffed and crossed my arms.
"Mm! What smells so good in here?" a high-pitched and cheery voice said. The back door opened, revealing Finny.
"Oh." he said after shutting the door and noticing me. Then, he smiled and giggled. "Hello. . . Katheryn." he said, and began to laugh a little.
"What is so bloody funny?" I yelled at the top of my lungs. After a moment of silence, everyone broke out in laughter, collapsing on the floor and holding their stomachs. When their laughter finally died down, Mey-Rin spoke up.
"We saw you earlier. . ."
"With the Master. . ." Finny added, giggling.
"In the garden. . ." said Bardroy, and I felt panic set in. 'They saw us-'
"Kissing!" they all shouted at once, screaming like little girls and laughing. My face stung from the heat that had risen to it, and I tried to find words.
"What is with all of the commotion in here?" Sebastian shouted as he barged in. I turned to face him, and he grinned a little. "Hello, Mrs. Phantomhive." he said with a sly smirk. The others broke out into loud laughter once more, and Sebastian chuckled. 'Mrs. Phantomhive?! Did he see, too? Oh, gosh!'
I stood there, frozen in place with a red face. My hands twitched a few times. My jaw was hanging wide open, and my eyes were wide.
"Do close your mouth, Mrs. Phantomhive." Sebastian said, stepping forward and pushing my jaw up with an innocent smile. He put great emphasis on 'Mrs. Phantomhive'. I blushed even harder, although I wasn't sure how it was possible. By now everyone else was crying and the room was practically shaking. I finally forced my feet to move, and I shuffled out of the room, shutting the door behind me.
I leaned against a nearby wall, sinking down to the floor and sitting, thinking about what just happened, still wide-eyed. I could still hear laughter in the kitchen. I then heard someone storming down the stairs, but I kept my eyes glued to the wall in front of me, knowing it was Ciel. Who else was there?
"What's the matter?" Ciel asked from beside me.
"Nothing." I said, just above a whisper.
"Why is your face red?" he asked. Before I could respond, Bardroy stuck his head out the door.
"Oh, hello, Mr. and Mrs. Phantomhive!" he laughed and said as he shut the door, "That was a good one, Sebastian!" and I heard more laughter from the kitchen.
"That." I said, finally looking up to Ciel. He looked just like what I did a moment ago.
"Mr. and Mrs. . ." he started, then gulped. "Phantomhive?" I laughed nervously and said, "They saw us."
"Next time I'm kissing you behind closed doors." he muttered, not looking at me. He probably didn't mean for me to hear him, but I heard him loud and clear.
"That would be best for both of us."
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I was cleaning the library with Mey-Rin, and we were talking about this and that. She would sometimes tease me about Ciel, but I tried to brush it off and ignore it.
"The Master's birthday will be here soon!" Mey-Rin exclaimed as she dusted off a book.
"Really?" I asked. I had never known Ciel's birthday, and he had never bothered to tell me. "What day?"
"The 14th!" she said, then smiled sadly. "He doesn't really like to celebrate his birthday anymore, because of what happened those few years ago." I nodded. I understood him completely. My birthday is full of sorrow now as well.
But, I try to hold on to those precious memories, since it's all I have left of my parents. I remember that day like it was yesterday. . .
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I awoke to see my parents standing at my bedside. "Happy birthday, Juliet!" they exclaimed together as soon as my eyes opened. I beamed and sat up, wrapping my arms around the both of them.
"Thank you!" I said happily. Then, when I released them, I asked "What are we going to do today?"
"Whatever you want, darling." my father said with a sweet smile. I stared off into space and tapped my chin thoughtfully.
"Can we spend the day together?" I asked, cocking my head to the side and smiling hopefully.
"Of course we can!" my mother said, smiling and gently ruffling my already mussed hair.
After I got dressed for the day, we all went into the living room, and there were a few wrapped presents waiting there for me. "You didn't have to get my anything!" I said as I sat down on the floor beside them.
"You deserve it." my father said, bending down and kissing the top of my head.
When I finished opening my gifts, I went to my room to try on the new dress I got. It was a beautiful blue and gold. "You look beautiful, Juliet!" my mother said happily as she looked at my dress. "I knew it would look lovely on you!" and she stood, coming over to me and hugging my tightly.
My father stood from his seat and came over to me. "It brings out your eyes." he said, smiling down at me. I smiled back, and embraced him as well. "Thank you!" I said, reaching over for my mother and bringing her into the embrace as well. "You are the best parents I could ever ask for!"
A while later, we all ate a cake for breakfast. It was always something we did for each others' birthdays; eat cake for breakfast. I didn't mind it in the least. The servants had all pitched in a little money and gotten me a little present, too. A new book. I loved it. They were wonderful people, and they were like family to me as well.
Then, my family and I spent the whole day together, just like I wanted. And we spent a lot of the day outside. I loved the outdoors, just like my mother. We all sat on the grass and watched the sun set. It was one of the best sunsets I had ever witnessed.
Then, when we went inside, that's when the fun ended. They were waiting for us. Those horrible people. They had already killed the servants, and my parents were next. They dragged us to my parents' room, and they tied up my mother and father, making them sit on the ground. I was simply held back by a pair of men.
"Let us go!" my mother shouted, struggling in the ropes.
"I swear if you hurt a single hair on their heads-" my father said, anger burning in his eyes.
"Shut your mouths." a deep voice said, putting a gun to my forehead. My parents obeyed. "That's better." he said, and I saw a smirk spread across his face. They were all wearing hats, and the shadows caused from them made us unable to see their eyes, only their mouths and possible the tips of their noses.
"Maxwell Rubin." the man said, slowly strolling over to my father. "What a shame to see you in such a situation." he said, fake pity in his voice.
"And your pretty wife." he said, walking over to her. "Caroline." I saw my father's hands clench. It was apparent he didn't like the way he was talking to mother.
"And, last but definitely not least." he said, slowly walking towards me. "Your daughter. Juliet." he tapped the barrel of the gun under my chin a few times, slowly. I stared blankly up at him, my face emotionless.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked sternly.
"I have my reasons." he said, grinning.
"What will you gain?" I asked after a moment.
"Pardon?" he asked.
"You heard me." I said. "Don't play dumb. Since you're doing this, it's obvious you must have a motive. Only a madman goes around killing random and innocent people just for fun." Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my mother and father staring at me in astonishment. I had never acted so bold or gotten smart with anyone before.
"Why must you know?" he asked.
"I have my reasons." I said with a smirk. I was using his own words against him.
"Well, it's not like you're going to live to tell anyone." he said, slowly walking around the room, fiddling with the gun in his hands. "Even if you do live, which is highly unlikely, who would you tell? A bird, perhaps?" then, he chuckled. "I'll tell you." then, after a long pause he said, "At your grave." and he laughed a madman's laugh, making us all cringe.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Oh, I'm not anyone you would know." he said.
"It still wouldn't hurt to tell." I said.
"I'll tell you this much:" he said, facing me. "I'm not your normal , average, everyday creature." he said with a grin. 'creature?' I thought.
"I agree with you. You're too strange to be normal." I said with a smirk. He growled, but did nothing. I chuckled.
"That's enough fun for you." he said, and in a flash, he was standing in font of me, even though he was just across the room.
And, before I realized what was happening, he ripped me from the two men's hands, holding me by the throat. He put the gun in his pocket, and wrapped his other hand around my neck. Although his grip wasn't tight, I felt my face grow pale.
"Say one more thing." he challenged. I kept my mouth shut, and he chuckled. "Good girl. Too bad. I was hoping to see you fight for your life." I involuntarily shivered, and he grinned. He lifted me from the ground, and I gasped for air.
"Get your hands off of my daughter!" my father yelled.
"I don't want to!" he said in a whining voice, like a five year-old. Then, he laughed evilly and threw me on the ground, kicking me.
"Leave her alone!" my mother shouted. The man picked me up from the ground, and twisted my arms behind my back. I yelped in pain.
"I'm having so much fun!" the man said sadistically.
"You bastard!" my father screamed at him, trying to wriggle free from the ropes. The man spun me around, and, from out of nowhere, produced a whip. The two men grabbed my arms again, and held me in place.
The man held his arm back, and brought it forward with incredible strength. The whip hit me across the stomach, ripping past my clothing and breaking my skin. I screamed in pain, and blood dripped from the wound.
"Juliet!"
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I shot up into a sitting position, letting a small scream escape my lips. I quickly looked around, and I saw that I was in my room, and it was dark outside. 'I haven't relived that in a while.' I thought as the tears fell from my eyes. I pulled my legs up to my chest and buried my face in my knees.
'Why did they have to die?' I thought as I cried softly.
"Miss Katheryn?" a voice asked quietly. I recognized the voice as Sebastian's. I didn't bother to look up; I just kept crying. "Whatever is the matter?" I heard him walk over to me, and he laid a hand on my back, gently rubbing it.
"I had a nightmare." I said quietly. "I-I relived. . . m-my parents. . . d-deaths." I said, crying more. I looked up to see his face, and it was illuminated by candlelight from the candle stick he was holding.
Sebastian didn't say a word as he wiped my tears away with his gloved finger. "Don't cry." he said quietly as he resumed gently rubbing my back.
"I watched them die right before my eyes." I said softly, thinking back to the incident. Thankfully I woke up before my dream came to that part. But, it was good to see my parents' faces and hear their voices again. I just wish it hadn't been that way. "It hurt so much." I whispered, my shoulders shaking.
Sebastian set down the candlestick on a table near my bed, and wrapped his arms around me. I pressed my cheek to his chest and stared ahead, feeling his warmth. For a demon, he sure can make me feel better.
After a few minutes, I pulled away and wiped my wet cheeks with my fingertips. "I'm alright now." I said quietly. I let out a sad sigh and stared at my lap.
"Would you like me to stay with you until you fall asleep?" he asked.
"Yes, please." I said, laying down on the bed and turning on my side. I closed my eyes, and I quietly said "Thank you."
After a few moments, which felt like forever, I was finally able to fall back asleep, instead having a pleasant dream.
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Aww, a cute little moment there with Sebby and Katheryn.
I laughed so hard while writing the part where Sebby calls Katheryn 'Mrs. Phantomhive'. Hahahahahaha!
So, this chapter was basically just learning more about Juliet's past. There is more to come about it.
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