Love & Hate

Healing old Wounds

Sebastian pov. :
   I slowly and quietly entered the manor and slowly walked to my room with my little one in my arms.
   The wounds on her disgusted me and I was glad that dreaded woman, who had no right to be called a mother, was dead.
   I opened the door to my unused room and set my little one on the bed and left to go find anything to clean and fix her wounds. I then returned and keeled beside the bed and began stitching cleaning and icing the wounds.
   16 years she suffered this kind of abuse. From the woman that she called mother. I shouldn't of changed the contract. Or maybe just let her give birth to my little one and I take her from that dreadful woman.
   "Oh... im so sorry my little one," I whispered and finished and wrapped her wounds.

(Y/N) pov. :
   I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head to see where I was.
From what I could tell I was in a room with almost no furniture. The only thing was a cupboard a bed i was laying on and a nightstand that was next to the bed. The walls where as boring because of the white paint on the walls.
   After a few seconds of just sitting there and looking around, I then tried to sit up on my own. As I tried to sit up I let a loud groan out. I finally sat up, with much groaning and grunting.
   Then the door opened and someone entered the room. They had there back to me and with the dim light I could tell that the person was in a butler suit and had jet black hair. The person then came in, still not paying attention, and laid a tray full of bandages cotton balls and stuff to clean wounds. At this ponit I could tell that the person was a male. He was pale, like me, and he had a soft smile on his face. He then turned to me and that smile fell.
   "Y-you're awake?" He asked. "Yes." I mumbled. "Let me see your arm." He said. I held up my arm and he began changing the bandages.
   While he was doing this I was looking for away out of here. I remembered nothing of last night and wanted to be free. As he tooked the bandage off and turned I stood and slammed him into the nightstand and ran. I ran as fast as I could. To just get away from this place. Right. Left. Right. Right. Up some stairs. Left. Dead end. Turn around. Another dead end. By this ponit my legs where throbbing and pulsing from the wounds I had.     Breathing heavily I grabbed a door knob and entered the room. I lind against the door and slowly slid down the door.
   "What the?! SEBASTIAN!" A boy yelled from a desk acrossed the room.
   I slowly stood up and walked over to the desk and looked at him. "Please." I mumbled. I reached out with a bloody hand and grabbed his shirt. "Please... help me." I said and everything went black.

Ciel pov. :
   I watched as the girl, who just grabbed me, slam hard into my desk and rolled onto the floor.
   Blood poured from her mouth nose and wounds that where everywhere. She was so skinny and weakened.
   Getting up, I stood over her. Crouching down, I cupped her cheek and looked at her. She was beautiful and I worried about all the wounds on her
   Then the door opened and I turned. Sebastian stood there, jaw to the floor. He quickly ran to her side and lifted her up. Blood running onto his suit.
   "Take care of her now." I said coldly and returned to my desk. "Yes master." He said and took her away.