Black Butler x reader #Watty2016#JustWriteIt COMPLETED

I Did It For You!!

I wanted to break down in tears. William, the stone cold faced handsome guy, is the one who killed my mother?! But-he took her soul that was it! But then why would he not tell me?! My mind was scattering, scared of everything. Was every guy I seem to have feelings for here is going to do me wrong?

"No. Because flaws is what makes perfection," I heard the voice of Will behind me but I didn't face him at all. "(Y/n) you have to give me a chance to explain myself!" He raised his voice at me. This wasn't like him at all, did I do this to him?

"William, if your going to shout at me like  a mother disappointed in her child then don't waste your breath." I stated calmly as I was mentally thinking of all my memories of my mother. "I did this for you..." he trailed off. I turned to face him. My face full of shock, "what?" I half whispered,  "You never let me have the chance to finish or even utter a word. I did it for you, she was a terrible mother to you and even when you were young I had admired your form because you were so young and innocent. But they took your innocence away, I was happy when I took her soul because she didn't deserved to live another minute after how she treated you.

Tears on the brim of my eyes, he was right. My mother had treated horrible and badly, but I still acted as if nothing happened. "You've caught my eye, even when you were young." He complimented, it did sounded creepy but it was sweet. A smile slowly crept on my face, inching closer to him I had let all the tears I was holding in out. Hugging him and crying in his chest as he soothingly rubbed my back.

It didn't seem like Will. But I guess when you're in love, you do things you rally wouldn't normally do.

After I had weeped all of my tears I looked up at him. He picked up my chin upward so I am closer to him, my lips on his softly. I removed myself from his grasp a little bit and smiled with a tear stained cheek. "I did it for you" he whispered. Suddenly I started to feel guilt reel in, he did it for me when her soul was needed to be taken-and he was he did it with pleasure because what she did to me. And here I am getting mad at him for doing his job and protecting me.