Love Is Not a Choice

Chapter Seven

A Morning Well Spent In The Library

Heart pounding, chest rising, your body startled into a sitting position, shaking with panic. Your (E/C) eyes surveyed the room with fear, searching for the ground your mind still thought you were about to hit the ground. You couldn't see anything, though. It was too dark, and it wasn't the darkness you wanted just seconds ago. It was a different kind of darkness, a lonely one, suffocating you with it's grip to the point it hurt to breath.

Turning quickly side to side, you looked for a candle and a match. You didn't know where you were, and for a few moments, who you were, but with your mind still in the dream and your focus on finding a match and candle - that could possibly not even be there - to get rid of that dream, you did not care. Eventually, luckily, you found a candle sitting on a table, though no matches. You didn't want to get up out of bed, afraid somebody may appear from the shadows in your room and grab you, afraid those eyes will come back and you'll be forced to feel that uncontrollable urge to run from the eyes and get lost within them both at the same time.

You didn't like that feeling, it made you feel...lost but it was an odd kind of lost, since half of you didn't mind getting lost as long as you got lost within those eyes. You shuddered at the thought, breathing hitching a bit as you looked over the room again. Still, you were stuck in the dark. And no godforsaken eyes with come save me right now.

No, but maybe somebody else because right at that moment, the door opened and in walked... Meyrin with a lit candelabra in her hand. Her glasses glistened in the light, and although it looked a bit terrifying, Meyrin's presence calmed you a bit. You weren't alone. Meyrin was here.

Shaking, you took deep, shuddering breaths as you slowly calmed your pulse. You refused to close your eyes, focusing on the lit candelabra, instead of the fuchsia pink eyes that appeared behind your eyelids every time you closed them.

"Oh, Miss. (Y/L/N)!" Meyrin suddenly exclaimed, startling you but reassuring you this was no longer a dream. You looked over at her, just in time to see her walk over to you, the multiple lit candles shining brighter as they neared. Soon they were close enough you could feel the heat on them, and that was enough for you to feel safe. "I see you're awake now. How are you feeling? You suffered quite the fall, I hear. Hitting your head against a sharp corner as you fell. Your head was covered in blood and- I'm sorry. I shouldn't say things like that! I'm so sorry, my lady, yes I am!" Meyrin gasped at her own words, clumsily trying to undo what she'd just said, and you couldn't help it - you chuckled.

"It's fine, Meyrin. Really. Though I have to admit, I don't remembering such an event happening." You trailed off, only now realizing you couldn't remember much from the night you passed out. The last thing you remember was...was that man - oh, what was his name? Um... Oh, right! Azzurro Vanel! - talking to someone on the other side of his phone, just before kicking Master Ciel in the stomach.

You gasped, eyes going wide as it came back to you. Yes, that's right, and you'd had the insane urge to scream, so you did. And then movement out of the corner of your eye and then...nothing. Someone must have knocked me out to shut me up. And they hurt Master Ciel! Those bastards!

"Are you alright, Miss. (Y/L/N)?" the maid asked, worry evident in her voice, and you sighed, nodding. Turning to her, you let your eyes adjust to the candle light before smiling and reassuring her that you were fine, just 'tired. Nightmares and headaches, you know.' "Nightmares? D-do you want to talk about them, Miss?" Meyrin asked, nicely but unsure. You had a feeling she was just saying it because she felt she had to, but if you said yes, she'd have no idea what to do. Not that you were going to. Now that you thought about it, the nightmares were quite weird and odd, though still scary. Dreaming of enticing pink eyes! How odd I have gotten since arriving at the Phantomhive Manor.