Insensate.

9. Cheater?

I slam my door shut, my hanged pictures shake, and the floor trembles. Grumbling under my breath, I stomp towards the stairs, and to my room. Throwing my bags onto my bed, I grab my pillow, and scream on it.

After I was done with my mental breakdown, I wiped the tears that mysteriously ran down my face. I didn't realize that Sebastian was standing in the doorway, his stare amused, and burning against my flushed cheeks, with a devilish grin that was plastered on his face, he approached me and sat next to me. " Would you care to enlighten me on what troubles you?"

I swirl my tongue against my inner cheek, averting my saddened eyes, I mumble. "..Nothing." He speaks as if he knows everything. "Doesn't seem like nothing to me, speak, Joseph."

Hearing him say my name for the first time, made my stomach flutter with butterflies. He usually only called me buttercup, which I found to be.. Off putting.

Intimidated, I obey him. "Family issues.. I went back only to get some books that would help me. But.. My family.. They suspect I have something to do with a corpse being stolen." Sebastian looks straight ahead, his face makes me question whether he's even worried.

He then says, without thinking. "Forgive me, I'm not understanding anything. Is it so bad that they are concerned about you?"

I scoff. "Yes! I mean.. For twenty seven years, I wasn't anything important! I was forgotten by everyone, I only ever stayed in my room, and the only time I got to be outside, was when I stuck my head out of my window!!" My voice trembles, and I can't stop the tears that are streaming down my face. "I never got to be like other kids! My parents only favored my other siblings, only because my abilities weren't present yet! Now that I'm.."

I didn't notice that I was practically raising my voice, but when Sebastian's sharp glare met my sullen but angered expression, I bit my lower lip to stop myself from saying anything further. Until, he prompted me to go on. "Now that you are?"

I throw a sheepish glance at him before finishing my sentence. "..Now that I'm like them, now that I have abilities, they act like they've been by my side all this time! They insist on controlling me, and treating me like a child until they've figured out my abilities. But I don't need their help.. I needed them before, but... Now I don't. I hate them, I hate them so much, and I don't want anything to do with them!"

Wringing my trembling hands, my stomach churns with anxiety. My feet taps softly but rapidly against the floor, my heart beats faster, and I feel a headache coming. "To be honest, I'm afraid. So afraid.. I don't want them to be involved in my life, to take away the things I finally have. The people I've met.. I'm afraid they'll ruin things for me. I'm afraid of what I can do, of how I brought you back, and of the things that I can see. I'm so afraid."

I wipe my tears away furiously, standing up, I scramble away before Sebastian can say anything. I shouldn't have told him anything!!! I don't even know him, and I'm already telling him all about my life. I shouldn't have done that, I really shouldn't have.

I sigh. I'm not even sure where I'm going. I know I wanted to have abilities, to be special, but right now, I feel lost. I don't know what to do about Sebastian, what if the authorities find out that I'm hiding him? No, how will I explain that a Man who died over a century ago is alive in my house? Well... His house. The tears build up again, shit, why am I crying so much?!

What I failed to realize was that I wasn't the one who was crying. My eyes roamed around the room I was in. When was this room ever here? I did a house tour before I decided to move in, how come I don't remember this room? It took me a moment to realize that I was in the Past.

I spotted an Elegent, sweet looking Man sitting on the bed. I felt a person brush past me, only to realize that it was Sebastian. He sat next to the Man, wrapped his arm around his shoulder, and pulled him in for a side hug. The Man hummed, "Seb.. This is wrong, you know?"

If it is, why are you doing it?! I rolled my eyes. I sensed something causing me to turn around. A redheaded Woman stood behind the half closed door, the same shadow I saw. She was looking at them with a pained expression. Was she the wife of Sebastian? Was he unfaithful to his wife? I clicked my tongue in annoyance.

With a Man? I could feel jealousy from that Woman, hear her worries about how she didn't want the Townsfolk to speak Ill of her, because her "Husband" resorted to someone else who could pleasure him. She didn't want to be seen as a bad Wife, a woman who couldn't keep a Man. Really disgusting how people treated women back then, still is.

Soon, Sebastian was Kissing that Man. The woman winced in shock, she stepped back, and her face contorted into sadness. I blinked, and she was gone. I wanted to follow her, to learn more, but I was afraid. What if... I saw something that would scar me for life? I've never done this before, so anything can happen. I followed my guts and rushed out of the room. Even the Hallway looked different.

I went outside, EVEN THE TOWN LOOKED DIFFERENT. I saw the same beautiful redheaded Woman, she stood in front of a very Tall but young Sebastian. Smiling sheepishly at him, Sebastian looked out of it. As if he was forced. They both introduced themselves, causing me to realize that this must be when they met for the first time.

The scene changed, and the Woman, Marie, was sitting on a log next to Sebastian. A bonfire sparkling passionately in the night, the stars shimmered, and the cold air brushed against their skin. Marie smiled gently at Sebastian, "When we first met, a few weeks ago, I thought I'd fall in love with you. You looked... So beautiful. But now, I'm satisfied with you being my friend."

Sebastian nodded, he threw more wood to the fire. "To be honest, Marie. I don't wanna lose you.. I know our parents are making us get married, but I want us to stay friends. I can't.. Love."

Marie furrowed her eyebrows, she stared at him with suspicion as if he were telling a joke. "What do you mean? Everyone feels love."

He sighed, his shoulders slumped as he looked at her glumly. "..I don't love.. In the way you think I would. That's the only reason why my Father had me do this. To cure me."

Marie was confused, but she shrugged and accepted his words.