Chosen (Sebastian x Reader)

Chapter 3

The following morning came. My eyes were drowsy and heavy from waking up in the middle of the early morning. It felt odd without Ana with me, she was my other half, someone I could depend on, and trust. Especially, since her strange hatred for Sebastian. Which I found comical. I slowly got out of bed and shivered a bit at the temperature in my room. There was a faint smell of smoke from the fire, burnt wood. I rubbed my forehead and slicked back my hair. Before touching my feet against the cold wooden floor. I walk over to the window and pushed back the curtains; a thin layer of dust makes me sneeze. Showing how long it had been since our family even stepped foot in the town house.

Though the eerie silence that filled the house was nice. It had been a long time since I got peace in the mornings. A soft knock was heard, I expected it to be Sebastian but, when I saw the red hue. I knew it was my Aunt Angelina. She was a young 38-year-old woman, with a short red bob, and pale skin. She was beautiful, it was a shame she didn't see it.

"There she is my darling niece." Aunt Angelina spoke and I smiled and walked over.

"It has been a while Aunt Angelina, what brings you here this early?" I spoke with curiosity.

"I had gotten word that Ciel was in town going over the case of the recent killings. I was worried since the storm may have caused another asthma attack for him. So, I came by to give a check in. But I was surprised when I heard that you tagged along. Is something bothering you?" Aunt Angelina spoke and I sighed.

"No, nothing is wrong. Did Sebastian say something?" I spoke and rolled my eyes. My Aunt sighed and chuckled a bit.

"Actually, no, it was your brother. Seems he still is a has a soft spot for his older sis." My eyes widen in surprise. I wasn't aware Ciel was worried.

"Oh, really? I just have been getting these strange dreams." I spoke and rubbed my forehead. My Aunt came over and touched my forehead.

"Again? Have the nightmares started again?" She asked and I sat down.

"Yes, though I am not sure if I should call it nightmares. They feel like missing parts of my memories that I had forgotten." I closed my eyes and my head throbs in pain. I hated this feeling of emptiness.

"It is probably, your brain still coping from the accident my dear. You went through a lot of trauma after the fire. Just give yourself time to-"

"No! I don't want time to adjust! I just want answers. I hate..not remembering who I am." I spoke and cover my eyes. Holding back my emotions. Telling myself to breath threw the pain. But I was drowning, getting pulled under water, trapped in an endless cycle. Before I knew it, I felt arms wrapped around my body. Rubbing the back of my head, lulling me to a safe space.

"I know my dear. I wish I could make you feel better. But I don't know how. I have been in the dark place you have been. When I was in the car accident, and I lost my unborn baby. If it wasn't for your mother I would have." Aunt Angelina paused and I looked up at her and hugged her back.

"Could I ask you something? I know this is a strange question to ask. But..." I paused and my aunt gave me a look of comfort. Letting me know she would listen to anything I had to say.

"I found I black candle in my room, here at the town house. I was wondering if my mother or something used it. I know our family was very religious. So, I was curious as to why something like that would be here?" I asked and my aunt rubbed her forehead.

"Hmm, well, how do I put this. My sister Rachel, your mother was very religious. Our family would go to church every Sunday. The whole package of things a devote family would do. But she became paranoid when she was pregnant with you. Saying she was seeing dark shadows and whispering noises in her room. It scared your father half to death hearing her say that. So, I did a checkup in her and I figured it was some hysterical pregnancy thing. It was not uncommon for pregnant woman to come to me. Expressing their concerns. Yet, after you were born here in town, your parents brought you home. When Your mother came to check on you in the middle of the night, she saw a figure near your crib. She sought out means to get rid of this demonic presence she spoke of. So, she bought a black candle from a friend of your fathers. To use to ward of any evil spirits in the room." My Aunt finished and I looked at her dumbfounded.

I wasn't sure what to say and how to process the information. I never heard that before and I wonder if I would have if I didn't ask. I suppose not since they didn't want my mother to seem insane. It would ruin the image of the Phantomhive family.

"Thanks for telling me that. I know it must have been hard to talk about that. I promise to keep this between us." I spoke and my aunt nodded in relief.

"I appreciate it." My Aunt spoke and soon after a soft knock was heard.

"May I come in?" Sebastian's voice spoke.

"Yes." I replied and the door swung open, and Sebastian bowed.

"Afternoon brunch and tea is prepared in the common room. Today, we will be having some lemon meringue pie with a side of darjeeling tea from the area." Sebastian spoke and my eye widen. Afternoon tea already? How long did I sleep in for? I thought in bewilderment.