14 Days [Ciel Phantomhive x Reader]

Day 6

You didn't eat. You didn't even accept the water Ciel begged you to drink. You were so pale, so, so pale. Your chest rose and fell at such a ridiculously slow pace and although you sucked in a large gurlps of air, you were constantly out of breath.

Your fingers tanggled into the fabric beneath your body and an awful headache made you nauseous. You barely had the strength to make it to the bathroom and each hour was only wearing you down further. Your lips were cracked even though they had been plush and luscious when Ciel had been kissing them the night before.

As a child, you were never the strongest, your mother had died during child birth and although your father devoted his life to your care, you had always been sickly. And as you lay there, staring blankly at the roof, you remember being stuck in bed when you were so small. You were crying but you couldn't breath long enough to sob and each gasp of air only blocked the air struggling to come back out. You remembered shuddering violently and you also remembered the way your father had held your hand so tightly, it took your mind away from the pain in your chest and to the crushing pain in your hand.

Perhaps this is what you were going through right now? You had survived it once before and as you took in a shaky breath you couldn't help but to relax. You were stronger now, right? You had survived this as a child and now you were half way an adult- you could do this and then you would laugh about it twenty years on.

Your thought were frightened to the deepest coners of your mind as terror filled your head, you clutched onto your throat, you weren't breathing at all now and the odd occasion that air escaped you it came out as a sickly whistles. Your eyes rolled back and your face drained of colour. You tried to call for Ciel but he was in his office and you hadn't the ability to speak. Your back arched off the bed and tears spilled down your cheeks, your chest tightening and your entire body jolted as it battled whatever was blocking off the air and a certain amount of fear drowned you in a pit of despair.

You saw the door open and Ciel's distressed face as he rushed to your side. You couldn't hear anything but as his lips moved you knew he was calling for his butler. He was in panic, you could tell by the way his one blue eye darted frantically and although you wished to reach out to and console him you were glad when your vision blurred and you returned to the darkness.