sebaciel

chapter 4

    I sat in the same room as last night except this time I was a boy and not a girl. The rain was still coming down in sheets and Sebastian stood before me with a stupid grin on his stupid face.

I smugly glared at him with crossed arms as he held a towel out in front of me.

"Touch me with the towel and I'll bite you."

Sebastian didn't falter as his eyes closed reminding me of an 'n'.

"But you'll get sick if you go to bed with wet hair. Goodness, it is dripping down your shoulders, Keyon."

Sebastian inched towards me and I flinched back in disgust. Although I lost this little fight once the towel engulfed my head and began to rub the water dry. My eyes were narrowed in a deathly hint of do-not-touch-me, but Sebastian had this issue where he ignored the warning signs.

"Look.....'Sebastian...'" His name came out as in insult on my tongue, "I don't want to stay here, so if you would PLEASE stop rubbing my head and let me go I would be obliged."

He removed the white towel from my hair and smirked with his whole features, "But the rain outside is harmful. You wouldn't want to be caught in that, would you?"

On the inside I wanted to say anything is better than being here, but decided against it. He would only argue with me and that would result in another pointless quarrel I would lose.

I peered towards the window and noticed it was cracked open. A light bulb flashed inside my head as an idea was present.

"Sebastian, I'm feeling really tired now." I said as I pretended to stretched and yawn. This resulted in a contagious yawn from Sebastian. "And it looks as if you're tired, too."

Sebastian raised a brow and hummed, "Is that so? Well then, you should go to sleep. I'll wake you up tomorrow and take you back to the café."

I munched on my lower lip as I watched him curiously. This guy was sly, so I had to watch it.

See, there were a lot of red flashing signs going off in my head. One of which was that Sebastian was playing along all too well. I couldn't tell if he was serious or joking and that worried me because I didn't want my own plans to bite me in the ass.

"Right well.....if you'll excuse me." I threw the covers over my head and hid my irate face. I heard a tiny chuckle and the sound of feet tapping against the floor then the door opened and closed. I remained still until I felt it was safe to come out from under the covers.

"Thank god." I sighed as I pulled the blanket from over my face and looked around the room. Good, no sign of that idiot.

"Keyon."

"Fuck!" I must have jumped twelve feet in the air and my heart was now racing. "W-why are you still in here! GET OUT!"

I pointed towards the door and Sebastian made a B-line for it with his usual Sebastian-y smirk plastered on his face. It was becoming so annoying the way he looked at me. It reminded me or some creature that wasn't human. I huffed once I made sure he was gone. Then I waited.

I waited to make sure he wouldn't return because the last thing I wanted him to see was me climbing out the cracked window.

Once I felt the coast was clear I pitter-pattered my way over to the window. The rain was smashing against the glass making me shudder. All I was wearing was a plain white button up shirt and some shorts that Sebastian gave me. Oh and of course my bag which was slung around my shoulder.


I slid my fingers under the peered window and pulled it up letting a blast of chilly rain eat on my flesh. I immediately got goose bumps, but realized there was no stopping it. If I stayed here then I couldn't get back my wig and dress before tomorrow for work. Besides, Keyon didn't even exist and I needed to erase him before Sebastian figured everything out.

I looked down below and realized I was up two stories. The fall might kill me, but then again it might not. I began to weigh my options, but then my eyes glanced towards a shaking tree. The wind blew the branches and swayed it back and forth like a rocking chair.

I reached my arm out towards the tree and my hand caught grip of the stem. I then pulled my entire body to the windowsill and leaned forward. I knew if this little charade of mine failed I would fall to my death, but I had to get out of here. I couldn't let Sebastian figure out who I really was.

I closed my eyes and held my breath, but then paused. Closing my eyes probably wasn't a bright move on my part. Not like it mattered since I couldn't see a damn thing anyway. Chancing my luck I finally leaped out the window and clawed desperately to the tree. I swung down the branch and locked my arms around another thicker one. I felt a wave of relief wash over myself once the ground was only a few feet away. I released my hold and dropped to the mushy mud. I was alive and I was out of the house. Now to get out of here!

Okay, so sit back and eat your popcorn while I tell you why this was a dumbass idea by Ciel Phantomhive

See, what I failed to understand was that Sebastian's drive way was two miles long and with the rain and the wind and the rain....and did I mention RAIN! Oh I did? Huh...that's good. That was all that I could feel, taste, and smell. It was cold and here I was in a thin white shirt. It was complete soaked through and I had goose bumps everywhere. I mean EVERYWHERE!

Finally after what felt like an eternity I made it to the end of the drive way. I climbed under the security gate and stared onto the road before me. I sniffled back the wetness on my nose and rolled my eyes and the coming sickness. I was going to be sick as a dying man tomorrow. Not thrilled.

There wasn't a car in site on the deserted road. Night had come deep and the time I didn't know, but I was sure it was late.

The rain came down harder – if possible – and pelted over my whole body. I couldn't see too far in front of me, but I had an idea of where I was headed.