Thank God Weirdo Spiders DON'T fly

~Lesson: 24~

"Where are you Angela? We solved your quite terrible poetry of a riddle."
My ferociously glowing pink eyes dashed about the huge greeting room of this large manor. I could already tell that my demon shadow was thick with hatred and darkness along with the heartlessness and broken pride in my soul.
I've been playing around just before I crossed paths of that 'purity-odsession' angel. And humans thought angels are all lovely, sweet, caring...ha. Makes me want to burst in laughter of their ignorance. Yet again, demons aren't better than angels. Actually, we're worse so I could see where the humans are coming from.
A surprise pull of my arm caused me to lose my balance a little as I was dragged back by an unknown source.
Once I was able to focus and realize the situation in front of me, my eyes widen at the figure before me.
The man was lavishly dressed in a milky white suit with accompanying dress shoes and those famous white gloves. His inky black hair that shined in the light casted a shadow over his eyes. His face had the most perfected and most smoothest, healthiest light skin that glowed with the light as it shined down on him.
Those thin lined lips of his were curled up a little to form the most famous smirk of all. Well, I'm positive that maybe ninety percent of you know who this man is.
No matter the disguise, no matter any change in his personality or behavior, I will never, ever, forget or mistake this beautiful man.
The one and only, the one I always wanted to myself was knelt down before me with three shimmering silver butter knives between his fingers. There's one being I know that does these all-famous things,
Sebastian Michaelis.
He slowly looked up at me with surprisingly not deep crimson eyes, but faded lime green eyes. This was the saddest scene displayed before me. I knew it...Angela...turned him into something he's not.
An angel.
A sick, twisted, obsessed angel. He isn't an angel, he's my angel.
"Hello there disgusting pest. Welcome to the Phantomhive manor! Please, make yourself at home for your visit~" My head was hanging low with my fists clenched tighter and tighter. Nearly making my own two hands bleed. I could feel it....the dependence, the anger, the hatred. Growing rapidly inside my mind and heart. My shadow was so thick with it that any ordinary person or being were to step in it, that they'd choke on my darkness. My eyes no longer had any black slits known as pupils, no.
There was no pupil at all. My eyes glowed so bright that they could light up this whole room if I wanted.
I wanted to change into my true form, the spider. The being I'm now half of.
Considering I'm also a neko--BUT STILL. I'm not trying to make this humorous or anything I'm trying to make this a dark and amazing scene!
Damn it.
Yet I couldn't. I can't change into that...not with Sebastian here and now technically an 'enemy'. Through my spider eyes, he's nothing but something to erase from existence. Something like a pest, something like...me.
I can't get rid of him! No! I have to try to remain in my disguise as long as this takes...I don't care if I end up dying in it, I want Sebastian to be his true self again. To have that awfully dirty smirk plastered on his face.
Sebastian stood up before turning on his heel and walking away. All the way to Angela.
This precious moment here...
This is what I feared of ever happening. Him, turning his back to me and simply walking away from me. From my life, from my memories.
"Angela. You know what we're here for. Don't make this something more complicated than it has to be. I'm now twenty minutes over time."
Angela rolled her royal purple eyes before bringing her hand to Sebastian's chin. Turning his face to her as she spoke.
"I know you dislike over time with a passion but please, ease up on warning others. Honestly, no one cares. And besides, you're ruining the moment for us~"
Then their faces, Angela and Sebastian's, were inching closer and closer. The sight of this disgusting and unsightly thing happening finally made me snap.
I've....had....enough.
My mind and own sanity was not clouded, fazed, or anything like that.
It was lost. I had no sanity nor my own conscious mind.
Nothing was clouded over not fazed because there was nothing to cover.
Then, I blacked out.
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Once I opened my eyes again, my hands were gripping onto Sebastian's long shoulders.
His whole pure white suit was torn and ripped along with dirty marks and holes. His head was hanging low as he was technically being held up by my tight grip on his shoulders.
Sebastian's once beautiful silky, black hair was now a mess that casted a shadow over his eyes. My crow's face was now bruised and his soul/blood was dripping out his own mouth and nose. His breathing was hitched and every now and then would he cough.
My orbs were dialated and wide accompanied by my shocked and guilty expression on my face.
I did this.....to my little crow?
To....my love?
My......one and only?
Sebastian weakly and hesitantly lifted his head to where his hair uncovered those faded green eyes of a victim.
His eyes...even though they aren't his true deep crimson orbs, they still showed emotions. I could see and sense strongly that there is a true Sebastian in those hideous eyes. The eyes of my crow's, my love's, my purpose's showed his vision of this sick world.
I was yet still shaken up from what I was witnessing in front of me so all I could do at the moment was just....stand there.
My mind was still trying to process the situation displayed before me and to realize what I have done to Sebastian.
I mindlessly released my deadly grip on Sebastian's shoulders as I was deep in thought. He slump to his knees with his head still hung low.
I'm....a monster..
That's all I am!...a monster..
I don't deserve to be loved! Never!
That's why....that's why Sebastian NEVER LOVED ME BACK!
Or have I ever truly loved Sebastian? Or was it just because of my confused emotions of my rival..
"C....Claude..." I hesitantly looked down at Sebastian's beat up face. Only to find something shocking.
His eyes....they were now his usual deep crimson color and those thin lips...were curled up a little to form a warm smile..
"Thank you....Claude..Faustus." He then fell over sideways onto the marble floor with a loud thump.