"(Y/N), come on...you must eat something,". Grell was standing outside of my room trying to get me to unlock my door and come out. However, she was wasting her time because I didn't plan on coming out anytime soon. When I came home earlier I was a total wreck, I immediately ran upstairs and locked myself in my room. Then when Grell got home she realized I had been in my room for the past several hours.
"No, I'm not hungry.." I said. I sat on my bed hugging my legs to my chest. The only reason I had stopped crying was because I ran out of tears.
"I can easily cut the door apart or off it's hinges.." she said in a serious tone.
"I can easily cut you apart." I snapped. I heard Grell sigh from behind the door.
"Look, I know things have been really hard on you, especially since mother and father passed. William may not be able to understand that, but I can." she said.
"I may not know how the pressure you have feels, well not unless you are giving me a beating. However I do know that you have feelings. Very strong ones at that. So I know it's hard for you to get over Bassy, but I think it really is for the best." she explained. I let out a quiet sob as the tears started to build up again.
"I'll leave you alone for now. I'm sorry about everything sis." she apologized before walking away. Before I could even fully process any of that, my tears began to blur my vision as all the sadness I had bottled up for the past several years came flooding out of me. All the stress, anxiety, depression and anger began to take over my body. I yanked at my hair, bit down extremely hard on my tongue and sobbed. As all of my emotions overwhelmed me, I felt a sick feeling start to creep up on me. I quickly ran to my door and unlocked it, running to the bathroom and throwing up into the toilet.
"Oh well that's just great!!" I hissed.
{Time Skip brought to you by: I almost have straight A's?!?! I must be in a parallel universe.}
I sat in bed for the next 12 hours, restless and hugging a bucket. Grell wanted to stay to take care of me but she had too much work to finish. No doubt Ronald will probably be making sexual inferences as to why I'm not at work. My head was throbbing and pounding, my throat burned from vomiting for 2 hours straight before it slowed down some. I felt hot and sweaty outside, but cold and shivery on the inside. I didn't dare look into the mirror, I was afraid that I would look even worse than I feel. So swamped in trying to figure out what I should do, I barely even realized that I heard the door open and close downstairs.
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Grell has a Little Sister?!
Fanfic(Y/N) is Grell's mature little sister. She often has to take responsibility for Grell and her mistakes and try to keep her out of trouble as well as working a job as a grim reaper. When Grell gets tangled up in a fight with a demon butler, things st...
