After a while I start to run out of names for chapters, but I'm trying, so sorry if its crappy.
Chapter 3 - 'I'm not going...'
(y/n) P.O.V
"Burning in hell, hopefully."
He chokes on his tea, taken back by my words.
"Excuse me?" He asks once he gets the liquid down his throat.
"Burning...in hell." I say as if I were speaking of the weather being beautiful.
"Why would you say such a thing?! Your lucky to even have parents!" I see anger in his eye, but don't react. I will not feel 'lucky' that I had horrible parents.
"If you will notice I am speaking of them in past tense not current. They are dead...and I am glad."
"Your happy their dead!?"
"Yes...quite so. Why wouldn't I? They hated me, Ciel...my own parents...hated me..." I look at my lap, tears threatening. This is the first time I've shown emotion to another person- outside of my mannor even - that wasnt anger or nothingness. It scared me. was I becoming weak? I cleared my throat and held back tears, skillfully and practiced.
"I do not wish to speak of my past."
He looked at me shocked.
"I'm sorry for bursting out like that. I didnt know. I thought you were being insensitive...you see...my parents died, too."
"Yes. I know. Everyone who's been living here for decades know. Fire, am I correct?"
"Yes. Yours?"
"Murdered eachother, the Gits."
An hour or two pass and I can see I have the Earl puzzeled by me. I come as quite the supprise to him. Then it's time to leave.
The next day my horrid Aunt Chelsea comes by. she seems nervous.
"What do you want this time?"
"Uh...you see...(y-y/n)...er..."
"Well!?" I yell getting annoyed quickly.
She spits it out in a rush, "Ciel Phantomhive wants you to stay at his place for the week."
I simply answer, "I'm not going."
"But you have to. I-" I cut her off yelling,
"I'm not going anywhere you lazy whore!" She sighs, having heard worse come out of my mouth about her.
"Then I guess you'll have to be dragged."
Pic of Aunt on right.
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Teen FictionYou are a noble and have slight anger issues, but it's not your fault. Your parents never loved you, no one cares if you live or die in this world, and your Aunt...only pretending so she can snag money from you. You didn't like being mean, but it wa...