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A/N: Rose_Michaelis Stop making me feel good things and flattering stuff. TvT

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Days passed...

Everything seemed to go back to normal for the world, except for one whose world drastically changed in one night.

Sebastian drove the same route to work except for one street – the one that usually got him to work faster: it was closed. And every time he stopped at the red light, he looked back at the building with police tapes wrapped around the incident for repairs after the brutal accident that made headlines.

His exhausted eyes (from spending many nights at the hospital) stared distantly into the chunk that had been bitten out of it after the car crash, along with stubborn, dry blood that belonged to either the driver, or...

No... Sebastian pursed his lips. Just thinking about the way he last saw her caused a rage of pressure in his chest.

The traffic light turned green but Sebastian remained still on the lane. Cars honked for him to move, but he continued to stare at that building, narrowing his eyes to those lashing memories.

Something was missing, something was out of the equation and Sebastian knew of only one who could fill in the blanks.

With a quick glance to his left, checking for incoming traffic, Sebastian switched his foot onto the gas pedal and swerved his vehicle into an illegal U-turn, screeching the tires to earn many shocked looks from nearby pedestrians as he sped off into the opposite direction.

***

He was glad to be home, where all those coffins, candles as light, random, creepy knick knacks and skeletons for décor were left the same way for years. There was so much to catch up on at the parlor, so much paperwork to complete after being stuck in a place filled with death fanatics such as himself.

Undertaker had tuned out everything that was stated to him in that court room; he only enjoyed the part where he got to laugh at the biggest joke in life: so much naivety. That look on her face seemed clueless, but little did that kitten know, that was her wish since the beginning.

"Oh, what's this?" Suddenly he halted in the middle of the room when he spotted something out of the ordinary. On top of his stacks of paperwork was a small note, and he walked towards up only to chuckle. As he read through it, his lips slowly began to spread into a grin.

...rip this up once you're done reading it. He's here.

Exactly the moment he finished reading that last line, he did as told and turned his head at the sound of a closing car door.

Undertaker's smile remained intact as the sound of footsteps got closer and walked to the door to open it before his guest could bang his fist on it.

"Sebastian, I was expecting you," Undertaker said, widening the door for him– but the friendly air shifted when Sebastian snatched him by the collar and shoved Undertaker inside and against the wall, rattling a shelf next to his ear.

"What do you know?" Sebastian asked with a tone of venom and clenched his jaw. "Why are you laughing?!"

Undertaker lost to the chuckle that shook his shoulders.

"What did you do to [Name]?!"

That was when Undertaker frowned. "[Name] did this to herself—"

"How dare you—"

"She wanted this fate," Undertaker stated bitterly, even Sebastian felt the tension in his voice. "I only helped grant her wish, and that was to make amends with you, Sebastian."

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