Don't Leave Me ~ CIEL X READER ~ BLACK BUTLER

Chapter 10

~C H A P T E R 1 0 ~
~raindrops on roses and lies and lectures~

"I'm going where?!"

"Yes, (Y/N). We have arranged a deal with the Phantomhive Manor's head, Ciel. He wishes you be brought in as soon as possible. So we're dropping you off in a day's time. We shall come along for a only single day as well, seeing your new home. For I must leave for France for a family meeting with Grandmother (Grandmother's name)."

(Y/N) watched her father, her face taking over horror. "No! How could you do this to me?" She cried out. "(Y/N)! Do not raise your voice at us!" Her mother implied, raising her eyebrow as she put her tea down.

"Why... Why would you send me to him? Where did you seem to get this idea from?!"

"The Earl asked us if we'd be fine by his choice, and he has decided to take you in; he has yet to teach you a lot about case-solving!" Lord (F/N) said extravagantly.

"But father!" (Y/N) countered her father hopelessly. "I do not wish to be taken in by that... obnoxious, egoistical brat! He's... He's..." She faded out, thinking. Maybe she was being incrediously self centered at the moment as well, just like an obnoxious brat herself?

Why would he take me in? She thought. I just know this isn't for the career of mine! I just do! What is it for, after all?

"Father." She recited much calmer than before. "Please. At least let me make my mind about it."

(F/N) looked down on his lap, sighing frustratedly. "Alright. We will give you some time. In the meanwhile, please tell us if you would be alright if you were to agree?" She thought for her mother's quedtion.

"I would. As long as it's only for my future. And that shall be it!" She cried out. "All right then. Why don't you go get washed up? Dinner shall be served in an hour!"

(F/N) clenched her dress seams tightly, one of her favorite (s/f/c) dresses. Her hair was back and fro, pieces of (h/c) hair pinned back into a white ribbon on the back of her beautiful mane of hair, the wave falling down like a perfect (h/l) waterfall. "Oh, most surely." She grumbled, walking out and into the gardens.

She strolled over the garden paths, watching all plants grow positively and healthily. The spring scent was too intoxicating today. It was almost bad to her.

"Oh, why me..." She said to herself, sitting down on a stone bench by a bunch of grandious, well-growing, maturing rose bushes. (Y/N) placed her elbow onto her left leg, resting her head on her palm as she thought, her face dull and deprived.

Looking to her right, she noticed a thick and large, black rose. Something quite unnatural and blossoming with beauty and rarity. The biggest one of the entire bush, and growing steadily. It seemed to be shining with dew droplets, beckoning for her to pick it. So she went ahead, avoiding all thorns.

Once it was on her hand, she took a ragged, deep breath. "Why... Why am I over thinking this situation?" She asked sternly.

Her gaze dropped as she noticed small, little specks of dark stone suddenly appearing quickly on the stone path. They seemed to make splashing, little noises.

"Rain," She said to herself. Another deep breath came out of her as she stood up, looking up to the sky as she held the rose closely to her chest in her hands. She held a hand out, holding the rose with the other, as dropets came upon her soft, pale palm.

"I must go back inside," Again she spoke to herself. She strolled back with tolerance and patience against the showering rains.

"I need to move on. Not overthink the concept. It's simply another one of father's lectures... turned into reality... am I correct?" ~