Blinded By The Devil 〖Cielois〗

Chapter 11: The Storm That Brewed

The day was coming to an end, the dark sky and the cool London air finally coming into the scene, along with rain pounding against the ground and the roof of the Trancy Manor. Hannah had left an hour before to do some shopping, knowing that the pantry could use some more sweets. Ever since the Phantomhive boy had re-introduced Alois to chocolate cake, he'd been wanting more and more sweets to fill his little stomach.

Without the comfort of another person there by his side as usual, the usually finicky boy who owned the estate sat in his room with a frown on his face and sighed, laying on his back on the wide and spacious bed. He was stuck in deep thought, his mind on his little blunette companion. Ciel hadn't been over all day... and It was already so late. He knew it'd been hours, it must've already been dark. He was sure of it. Anxiety was beginning to build up inside of him as he became nervous that Ciel had forgotten about him... abandoned him. He couldn't help but have an empty feeling right in his chest that was driving him crazy. It must've just been not being able to see, or, more like... be near Ciel for the whole day. Alois wondered why he hadn't come over, after all, he usually enjoyed visiting for as much as Alois knew...Why didn't he come today?

Adding onto the stress of not being able to see his best friend all day, the blonde was beginning to gather things from his memory once again, just like Hannah had mentioned. He now had a very clear understanding of who he he was and who his servants were. Things were beginning to line up, he was starting to understand, but... he was far from knowing what exactly was going, he knew that much at least.

"I used to be able to color... and draw... and watch the butterflies..."

Alois huffed and sniffled, sitting in the room all by himself. Crying and releasing some of that anxiety sure would feel good right about now. He was rather lonely in that big room.... It was so quiet. All that could be heard was the wind and rain outside, along with the Trancy boy's soft breathing.

he rolled over to his back and stared off into ceiling. which from his perspective was pitch black. This was an awful life to live... when he didn't have Ciel around him. The blunette was just the only thing Alois had to smile about in this world, Ciel brightened up his day, every day...

He was actually beginning to get quite frustrated by his lack of vision, there were so many thing's he'd never be able to do like he did before.

"Tch. What a load of bullshit."

The blonde snorted in anger, turning once again on his side and hugging himself. Though Alois had gone through quite a few changes since he had woken up on that one day, the boy still had some problems with his head whether he liked it or not. He'd still have occasional and drastic mood swings, depression, over-excitment, a tad bit of insanity... there was nothing they could really do about that.

quite suddenly, the rain outside began to beat harder and Alois's attention was caught off guard by a low rumbling heard in the distance. A storm was coming.

Now, Alois... Poor thing. He'd been terrified of storms since the moment he'd set foot on this earth. As soon as he heard that first little roll of thunder, he jolted up from the bed onto his knees so quickly that he was thrown off balance and tumbled off backwards, falling into the floor onto his back. He was able to catch his breath quickly and he panted, backing up against the wall with a look of terror on his face and his body trembling in fear.

"Hannah? Hannah?!"

Remembering that his maid wasn't there, his heart dropped into his stomach. He wouldn't even bother calling for Claude. He wouldn't care, Alois knew that for a damned fact. The blonde could feel the anxiety in his body shoot up his back like shocks and sparks, his entire body becoming uncomfortable. It wasn't Hannah who he truly wanted, but he knew who he really needed... wasn't reachable.