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

Chapter 28: Stalkers.

•Mallory•

"My family is supposed to be here today, Sebastian." I tell him, walking downstairs to where he is.

"Where are they going to stay?" He asks.

"Either at my house or a hotel. And what I don't understand is why they're here so early. Oh well."

He nods his head, "What time will they be here?"

"In a few hours, probably. They all want to go out to dinner, by the way. Like, just us. They already said not to bring Savannah or Shy." I tell him.

"Oh. Okay."

***TIME SKIP(((:***

Me and Sebastian are waiting at the airport for my family. The only people I know of that are coming is my mom, grandma, my grandma on my dad's side, my aunt, and a few of my cousins.

There's so many people here, I swear I'm gonna get lost.

"Here, hold my hand so you don't get lost or kidnapped or stepped on or anything." Sebastian says, grabbing my hand.

Pfft, he just wants an excuse to hold my hand.

But I'm not about to take the chance of getting trampled, so I hold onto his hand for dear life.

"You're crushing the bones in my hand, Mal."

I loosen my grip a little, "Sorry."

He squeezes my hand, and continues looking around for my family.

I spot a group of people, all of them with country accents.

They're yelling at each other, and a child is running around.

"Found them." I sigh.

We walk over to them, and it takes them a few seconds to realize we're there.

"Mallory!" The little girl screams, and runs towards me.

That's my second cousin, Ella. She's 5, and my first cousin's kid.

"Hi, Ella." I say, and pick her up.

"I missed you!" She squeals, hugging me.

"I missed you too, Ella."

Sebastian is just standing beside me, looking all awkward.

I put Ella down, to let my other cousin, Katie, hug me.

"Hey."

"Hey, Mal."

My aunt comes over, and pets my head. "Hey Mallory. How's it goin'?"

"I'm living."

My grandma comes over, and smiles at me.

"Hi, grandma."

"Hey, sweetie. How have you been? I haven't seen you since the summer."

"I've been good, how about you?"

"I've been alright."

My mom comes over, pulling me in a tight hug.

"My baby girl is growing up, waahhh!" She says, squeezing the air out of my lungs.

"Sebastian.... Help..." I choke out.