After about an hour I was sitting on the stairs by the door that led to the garden in the middle of my 4th cigarette just taking the time to admire the garden and the stars and basking in the moment of peace and quiet that I've missed. It's funny how its the small things that one would take for granted if given the chance or opportunity, the things that others have the luxury of having and not being greatful for that others would do and give anything just to get a taste of. Those things that can be ripped away from you at any given moment and never get to enjoy again, the things that you never really knew you needed till they were ripped brutally from your fingertips and that you'd never see again, for me those things were my peace, my happiness, my family, my dignity, my freedom, my everything. Nothing was spared from the greedy hands that just take and take and take, my freedom was stolen my families lives were taken right in front of my eyes my happiness along with them, my freedom I wouldn't have for a long time following, my dignity and the one thing that had any promise of having a family of my own was taken along with that last shred of happiness I had in that damn prison. My mind was taken over by the curse that ended the world and I was made into more of a monster then I already was before the monsterification of the world happened even before the end of the world my peace was limited seeing as the past haunts my every waking moment I was not safe even in the remnants of sleep I was in constant perral and an endless loop of agony knowing I'd never be able to be who I was before being taken. But be that as it may I haven't really ever gotten to know peace for it was a rare and foreign thing to happen that whenever I did get to see it I try to enjoy it. But I wouldn't get to comfortable, knowing my luck the peace probably wouldn't last for long, and I guess all good things must come to an end because as soon as that thought passed through my head I had jinxed myself seeing as the door behind me opened and closed as a small pair of feet walked towards me making me groan in frustration as I puffed out smoke with the groan making it all the more dramatic, at the sound of my peace being ruined all to soon. And I already knew who it was that came to join me due to the small steps of the perpetrator that ruined my quiet time that it was none other than the head hauncho of the mansion himself Ciel Phantomhive, and since I'm feeling kinda petty due to the lingering frustration of earliers conversation I decided to be a snarky bitch, "isn't it past your bedtime 'young lord'?" I said with sarcasm oozing through my voice. With bated breath I waited for his response, I know I shouldn't bite the hand that fed me but I couldn't help that it was just the way I am and will continue to be seeing as to how durable I am if they wanted to throw a hit in my direction I knew I could stop it or handle it if they landed a hit. It's my way of dealing with the pain of the past it's the one thing I never let those bastards take from me, my style of being a snarky sarcastic bitch, which thinking back on it is probably why I got as many punishments as I did when hitting puberty. Before my thoughts could dwindle more into my dark history the somewhat familiar voice of Ciel snapped me out of it and shocked me by sending me a snarky remark back.
"Aren't cigarettes bad for your health?" He asked making me snort after taking another hit and I spoke back while simultaneously blowing the smoke out as I did so.
"For others maybe, but seeing as I'm an abnormal freak with a curse that heals me I'm not all to worried and if you've seen and done some of the shit I've been through you'd be doing the same shit as me, trying everything you can to make yourself calm down and forget, even if for only a moment just so you can have a moment of peace and to numb yourself to the pain of a past that'll never leave and continue to haunt you whether they be harmful or not doesn't matter seeing as I'm not even fully human anymore." I was surprisingly calm while I spoke I know he's been through some pretty rough shit, I know we're similar in a lot of ways but also vastly different. I would never wish it upon him to experience the awful organization I was where they took your human side and all but rip it away from you as they mutate you beyond anything human and force powers upon you and train you to become a weapon of destruction that they wanted to use against the world, a super soldier to do their bidding at the snap of a finger to forget your humanity and become a cold-blooded killer. I know he'd never wish his torment on anyone the same as I'd never wish the shit that happened to me to happen to another human being other than to the bastards that did it to me in the first place and I hope that when my world went to shit that every bastard that was in that organization got either killed or turned into the monsters that they truly were. I thought with a scowl before shaking the thoughts away once more as I took another hit and listened as Ciel struggled to say something before ultimately being shocked to the core as he whispered something making me whip around and puffed out the smoke I was holding in my lungs as I asked him to repeat himself louder to be sure I heard correctly, making him blush as he whipped his head to the side to look at anything but me unknowingly making him look in a sense like the kid he truly was making my eyes soften slightly unknowingly letting my guard down slightly.
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Black butler x sweet home Oc
FanficRiley is an American exchange student who just moved to Korea to finish college through a foreign Exchange program after a month of living in Korea, one night, Riley was about to go out shopping for some more house supplies when the monster apocalyp...