We Stitch These Wounds (A Black Butler *Sebastian* FanFiction)

Chapter 25: Thanksgiving.

•Mallory•

Sebastian has actually been really stressed lately. Having to clean the house, cooking a bunch of food, planning, and everything. Thanksgiving is a lot more stressful at the Phantomhive Manor.

I mean each year me and the squad just went to Golden Corral or McDonald's or something.

"Mallory, go straighten up our room, please." Sebastian says.

"I already did."

"Well do something, then." He snaps.

"Well excuse me, Oscar The fucking Grouch. I have been helping you, the house is spotless and all of the food is cooked, so take your fucking attitude and hide away in your little trashcan house." I spit back.

"Oh, you actually did something? What did you do? Enlighten me." He scoffs.

I squint my eyes at him.

"I cleaned up after the others, I cleaned up all the rooms, I helped cook, I invited everyone, and I cleaned my entire damn house on my own! So don't you fucking come at me with those lies, Sebastian." I yell.

"Hey!" Alyssa yells, glaring at Sebastian.

"Get out of this, Asian!" Sebastian rolls his eyes.

"Bitch I'm about to go Tumblr on you!" Alyssa yells, looking ready to smack him.

"Alyssa, please don't get murdered."

"First off, motherfucker, lose the fucking demon attitude. Quit being rude to Mallory, she's been fucking working nonstop, she's had two different damn houses to clean! And honey boo boo, like my Jamaican friend Destiny always told me, if you look like a 9 year old boy who ain't been through puberty you don't raise your damned voice at a female, especially Mallory! It's a fucking holiday you cunt, you have no right talking to her like that! I don't need you wasting my damn time you stupid demon, I have parents that will stab me if I don't get home in time to eat!" She screams, and walks out the door.

He glares at me and growls, and then walks off, leaving me standing in the middle of the kitchen.

Savannah, Shyanne and Alaina walk in, looking confused.

I sigh, and explain to them what happened.

"Well, Mal, he did do a lot of work and he always does more work than you." Savannah says.

"Okay, but I actually did a shit ton of work here, as well as everything at our house. He doesn't have the right to fucking yell at me."

"It's his right because it isn't against the law. Oooh." Alaina says.

"Mallory just get over it, you think that nobody can ever get mad at you." Shyanne says.

"That's not true and you know it! I'm just angry because he has an attitude with me when I've done all I can!"

"The world doesn't revolve around you. Gosh, get over it." Alaina rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm siding with Sebastian. It's like it hurts to not get your way. Stop being an attention whore." Savannah says.

Shyanne nods her head in agreement.

"Why is it that every fucking Thanksgiving the entire family has something against me like I've shamed the entire group?" I ask, running out of the kitchen.