World Changed (Ciel X Reader)

Chapter 2

"I-I'm so sorry!" You stuttered as you looked up to see that you had crashed into a young boy who look to be about thirteen (the same age as you) with navy blue and gray hair, wearing blue clothes, and had blue eye with an eyepatch covering his right eye. The way he was dressed you assumed he was a noble. Standing behind him was a tall man with ruby red eyes, raven black hair and a black suit, so you assumed he was the boys butler. And they both had extremely shocked looks on their faces.

You were confused as to why until you remembered that you were bloody and in a torn up dress. The young boy held out his hand and you hesitantly took it.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he looked straight into your (e/c) eyes.

"Y-Yes I-I'm fine." You replied, scared.

"You don't look fine, come with us."

"How do I know you're not criminals?"

"For now you're just going to have to trust ."

Trust. That one word stung all over your body. You hated trusting people nowadays because every time you did something bad always happened. But there was this very faint whisper in the back of your head telling you to trust these people.

"I-I don't know if I can..."

"You can either accept help or die, it's really your choice." He said with a slight tint of anger.

"Okay..." You mumbled under your breath.

"Okay then. Sebastian, bring her." The young boy said to the butler who then picked you up bridal style and started to carry you.

"I-I can walk." You say as you try to squirm out of the butlers grip, but he clearly wasn't going to let you go.

"It's alright, we wouldn't want you to get hurt anymore than you already have, now would we?" He asks.

"No, but I don't want to cause all of this trouble."

"Really, it's alright." The young boy suddenly jumps in.

"Alright then." You sigh.

'Can I really trust these people? What if they're criminals? Or something even worse?' Thoughts were rolling around in your head like mad.

You were suddenly snapped back to reality when you were being placed inside inside of a carriage along with the young boy.

After about thirty minutes the young boy broke the awkward silence.

"Oh! By the way, my name is Ciel Phantomhive. I don't believe I caught your name Miss..."

"(f/n), (f/n) (l/n)."

"Well nice to meet you Miss (l/n)."

"It's nice to meet you too Mr. Phantomhive, and please call me (f/n)."

"Okay (f/n), then please call me Ciel."

"Okay Ciel."

He turned one again and looked out the carriage window.

'I want to say thanks, but how? He looks so focused. I don't want to get on his bad side just in case he is a criminal or something. And if he is a noble, I don't want his workers to beat me up.' Without realizing its out were staring at him a little.

"Is there something wrong (f/n)?" You were snapped back to reality once again when he suddenly spoke to you.

"N-No, I just uh, I just wanted to say thanks for stopping and helping me."

"Sure, no problem." He said turning his gaze back to the window.

He was a strange and quiet boy.

After what felt like another thirty minutes the carriage stopped and we had arrived at our destination. The butler who you assumed was Sebastian, once again picked you up bridal style, and carried you out of the carriage.

"Wow..."