Random Ciel x reader One shots

Her Blood

Your P.O.V

"Ciel! today I'll be out shopping for the day!" I told my fiance, Ciel Phantomhive. "Alright dear, just make sure you get home safely!" Ciel replied to me. He could be such a mother sometimes. I walk out of my large mansion doors with a final goodbye to go and do my 'shopping'.

In reality, I was taken care of someone that I absolutely despised. I'm pretty sure you know who it is. Blond curly strands, has an obsession with the color pink and would always shout out 'CIEL' whenever she came to the mansion.

According to the police, she had died during a trip to the Highlands, a place that was only for nobles to see. With a beautiful view on the peak, it truly was beautiful. Unfortunately for her, she had a little tumble and 'died' right there and then. I was with her at the time when all of this happened. 

To her, I was a close friend, someone she could trust with all her secrets. I was like a sister to her. I, on the other hand, felt that she was a nuisance and had to go away as soon as possible. When she told me that she was engaged to Ciel Phantomhive, her cousin, I just wanted to kill her but I  hid those emotions away. I had a crush on Ciel for man years, but we stayed as best friends. That's when I decided to go through with my hidden emotions and do what I have wanted to do for so long.

When she fell, she didn't die. Instead, she was injured. I thought of this as a good thing. It meant I could do anything to her. Anything I wanted to her. So it meant, that I could torture her. I hid her away from the world and left her with barely anything to eat but enough to survive and strapped to a chair.

Occasionally, I would make up the excuse to go shopping and come here, my old, abandoned home where I kept her. Every time I came to her, she gave me an expression of fear and sadness. I couldn't care less. I honestly wonder why she existed in the first place. 

I always had a table full of weapons ready to be used. Ready to be stained with her blood. I don't wonder why I was doing this, but the pleasure was overwhelming. I know how corrupt I am but I can easily cover it with my innocent face. 

Whenever I get home from these sessions, I would come home with a new dress, my old one gone; stained with her blood. Ciel would always compliment the way I the dress looked on me and would never ask any questions on where my old dress was. After all, it was stained with her blood and cannot be in the presence of my beloved Ciel and his household.