Flowers For The Dead (Cielxreader)

Chapter 1

     I looked carefully trying to figure out what all the fuss was about. The people had already been spreading rumors and the crime scene was discovered earlier this morning. Funny how quickly rumors spreads. "Jasper," I whispered, hoping that the tall man heard my plead of a whisper over the gasps and sobs of the victims family. "What's  going on over there? I'm too short to see." I tried jumping slightly but my (h/c) hair fell in front of my eyes so it only made seeing harder. I sighed, when suddenly Jasper started pushing are way through the crowd. I really didn't want to make this a big scene like the others, it's quite annoying when they make big scenes out of nothing. I practically had to run to keep up with Jasper's long strides of confidence, leaving me to a little wobble of blushing embarrassment. When we finally got up to the front I was able to see the blood splattered mess the alley had become. I looked down at the victim, hair as thin as floss, bones stretched at Snow White skin, and her white dress now a haunting shade of Crimson. I covered my mouth, trying not to gag. But I couldn't decide whether I was gagging over the smell or the sight of her insides. Seeing a cut up human being made my mouth overfill with bile. Jasper must have seen the look on my face, because by the time I was leaning over he had pulled my hair back so I wasn't vomiting in it. I looked up and wiped my mouth off giving Jasper a smile that says thank you. He's such a good butler, I should have Father give him a raise. "Jasper."
"Yes m'lady?"
"Thank you. I'm sorry you had to see that," I said looking at my shoes.
"It's no problem m'lady." I made the decision up in my mind that I was making Father give Jasper a raise. OH! That's right! We have a meeting with the earl of the Phantomhive manor! Shit, what time is it?! I looked at the clock seeing it was getting dangerously close to eleven. "Jasper we have to go! I still have to get ready!"
"Ah, yes m'lady."
*time jump*
I stood there griping the bedpost as tight as possible to distract myself from the torture that's called a corset. I hummed as I concentrated on letting my maid, Heather, get my corset situated. "All done m'lady."
"Thank you, Heather I appreciate the help."
I stepped into my black, lacy dress, slipping it up into place whilst Heather zipped me up. She then tied my hair into an elegant bun, and did my makeup the way I like it. Hmm, somethings missing. But, what? Oh, I know! I ran to my Mothers old vanity and grabbed the hairpin and necklace I got from her as a family heirloom. Sadly my mother died from pneumonia a few years back. I miss her so much. When I looked in the mirror I looked so much like my mother it startled me. I went back to my room and slid on the fishnet stockings and high heels I was required to wear according to my father.

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Ok thank you so much for reading this and helping me out by commenting some ideas you have. Im so pumped to finally get this ready to upload. And they will be short chapters but I will try and update often!:3 again thanks for reading and any ideas help:) We will meet Ciel in the next part btw!:$
Peace, Goonies
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