sebaciel

Chapter 7

  I take that back. I don't give a flying ass about Sebastian! He can drown in a bowl of whipping cream for all I care!

He woke me up at the crack of dawn this morning by pulling my curtains back. Then he started to go on about how 'we' were going to spend 'our' day.

I almost killed him after I finally got out of bed, but then I saw the bathroom and the thought a warm shower could cure my sour mood.

I took off my clothes from last night- including my wig. I ran back and found it after Sebastian...err....helped me. Luckily it was dark last night or he might have found out who I really was. Although on the way home he teased me about how I wore a wig and that I was weird and other crap I muted out from my head.

Basically last night was a huge mistake that I, Ciel Phantomhive got wrapped into. Call it bad luck or call it fate I really don't care.

I smiled as the warm water flowed down my back. It felt so damn good that my skin was infested with goose bumps.

Last night was like a haze to me now. I went on a date with another guy...and he thinks I am a girl. I paused in the shower as I lowered my head. The water began to drip down my face from my eye lashes to the tips of my fingers. I froze in place and left my blue eyes open.

What was I even doing these days? It was like I didn't even know myself anymore. When I was a kid I made my family so proud. I was suppose to own my father's company and become rich like him, but once my parents died then I was left with nothing.

I clinched my fists in the shower and banged my head against the tiled wall. It was my entire fault that I was in this situation. I left home once they died because my extended family was a bitch. My aunt probably hated me, and for reasons I didn't know she always gave my mom dirty looks for she passed away.

She was the one who got my dad's money and maybe I would have gotten some if I stayed, but to me it wasn't worth it. I left England and settled in America because....because I didn't want to live in my past. I couldn't stay there once they died. It was suicidal.

I shut my eyes as I dumped shampoo on my hair and scrubbed.

I felt like maybe I should tell Sebastian I am a girl and solve these issues all together, but I didn't want him to flip biscuits at me. I mean, here he thinks I am a girl and if I were him and some girl told me they were actually a boy I would probably get angry and chase after them with a spatula.

I turned the shower off and stepped out grabbing a towel. I began to dry myself off as I felt goose bumps return to my body.

I sighed as I opened the door to the bathroom. "Hmp-"

I gasped and fell backwards on the bathroom floor tile. The towel was large and wrapped around my entire body, but there standing right above me was no other than Sebastian.

"What the hell!" I screeched as I pressed the towel to my bare chest. Said man had a blank look on his face. What? Did he think some random person was in the shower? He had to have known it was me.

"You're naked..."

"No shit Sherlock!"

"Here let me help y-"

SWISH

Okay okay so let me explain this here. I got out of the shower and there was a lot of water on the floor. That is obviously expected right? Now here comes that perverted Sebastian marching right into the bathroom with dress shoes on because apparently Sebastian never takes his shoes off in the house.

Dress shoes and slippery tiled floors don't go together.

They won't today, or tomorrow or yesterday.

So Sebastian slips and the look on his face is priceless, but I bet money on it that mine was even more priceless.

He lands right in between my toweled body. I clung to my towel even tighter if it were possible and tried not to scream. This was now extremely awkward.

But wait, it gets worse.

Because as he fell his face becomes an inch apart from mine and now we're so close I can smell the cinnamon something on his breath and let me tell you it smelt good.

My lips eased apart as he stared into my mimicking sky eyes. I couldn't blink as he watched me and oddly enough I didn't move. I couldn't move. I was stunned!

This was not only really awkward, but scary as shit. Sebastian's body was super close. I could see into his deep amber eyes and began to wonder how they became so red to begin with.

His knee lay between my legs which made me feel slightly uncomfortable since I wasn't what I seemed. It was one of those objects in mirror aren't what they appear type of things.

"I should have knocked."

Ohhh so now you think of that.

Of course I still can't talk because his breath tingled my lips leaving me like a statue.

Finally he leans off of me and is practically straddling me like some weirdo from sex movies. Although this was a complete accident and we were two guys! Well, uh....suppose to a guy and a girl, but what he doesn't know won't kill him.

"G-get off you p-pervert!" I manage to say which I guess worked because he got off and I immediately dragged myself towards the shower curtains and hide behind them. "Get out of the bathroom and then get out of my room! Lock the door behind you!"

Sebastian obeys without a word and once he is gone I finally can breathe again. I felt my heart racing like a person on speed and my hands were even shaking. I wouldn't doubt there to be a blush stained on my cheeks either.

What the fuck just happened?!

Is it weird that this odd feeling swelled up inside my stomach? I don't know what that feeling was, but it scared the shit out of me.

I sighed and bit my lip. I didn't want to be here anymore. Like I said, this was all a huge mistake. Sebastian had no idea I was a walking lie in his house and even though he was using me I was using him, too.

I didn't feel like either of us deserved to be lied to, but at least I knew his intentions.

I decided to ignore myself and get dressed. My hair was starting to freeze over and the water was giving me a runny nose.