Don't judge my OTP. There are lemons. But I'm making this cuz I'm bored and I have good ideas. I also draw most of the pictures in the story, so plz don't copyright anything. Thx! >u<
I crashed to the floor, covered in blood. The scars and bruises all over my body didn't affect me. It didn't hurt. Who knew I, Alois Trancy, could not stop being broken. I'm tired of my heart breaking. I clutched the picture of a blue haired boy in my hands.
"Hey! Let's take a picture!" He says. I smile and he drags me off to a pretty setting. We waited for Lizzy to take a picture. She may be Ciel's cousin, but she still allowed us to be together. She took the picture and Ciel turned to me. "You know I love you. I will never stop loving you." He says.
"Liar." I murmur. Voices in my head were coming back to me from middle school, telling me......no.......more like commanding me to kill myself. I wanted to so badly.
"I love you too Ciel!" I say.
"No one truly loves each other unless they show the other that they mean it." I keep murmuring to myself. He never showed me that he loved me. Why. Did he truly mean it?
Lizzy handed us the picture and I kissed Ciel on the forehead.
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I clutched the picture in my hand, crippling it, ripping it, like Ciel did to my heart. My dark grey sweater felt warm all of a sudden. I felt another presence behind me. The blue tinted haired boy sat behind me, crying, hugging me as we sat in my blood. The cuts on my arms and legs........there were too many to count. They all bled and my bruises didn't hurt. Nothing hurt except for my heart. The one my so called "lover" broke.
"Who did this to you? Tell me. I'll find them and make sure they'll pay!" He says, tears rolling down his face. I look down, blonde hair covering my face.
"The person who did this calls me a fag. He calls me a whore, bitch, worthless piece of shit. It doesn't matter if you make him pay or not because they are all true. I was just meant to be lonely." I tell him, more tears come out from my eyes. Ciel let go of me and scooted around so I was facing him.
"None of that is true. Your not worthless. I'd never leave yo-" I began.
"No! You left me for that whore! I will never forgive you! You said that Phantomhive's never break promises, yet you broke the one when you said you'd love me forever. But forever doesn't mean Claude can join in!" I yell at him. He reaches a hand out to me but I swat it away.
"Claude didn't do anything!" He yells.
"Oh so you 'accidentally' sat on his lap, made out with him, and tried to seduce him. And your telling me that he didn't do anything! If we didn't stay and chat with him, we might not be here!" I yell. Ciel sighs, tears dried up on both of our faces.
"A-Alois, just tell me who did this to you." He says, lifting up my arm. I pull away.
"It was me you jackass! You made me do this! You made me feel unwanted!" I slap him and run out of the room with the stunned bluenette. I ran out of my apartment, stomped up the buildings steps, and stood on the roof. The apartment building I lived in was one of the tallest ones. I stood at the edge, holding a bottles of pills. I put around 11 of them in my hands, when I stopped. I held it close to my mouth, the medicine smell stinging my nose. I had heard a door slam shut.
"Alois, please come back." The blue haired boy cried. I breathed out a laugh. I looked down at the city below.
"Isn't it beautiful. The city. Looking down on it is lovely. It's like looking straight into your death. Looking straight into your freedom. Freedom from this world we call home. When it is really hell, and heaven is our destined home." I smile a sad smile and turn to look at Ciel. He had gotten around 5 feet away from me. I waved goodbye. The color drained from his face as I downed the pills, but not the ones in my hand. I downed the whole bottle. I felt dizzy. I felt hands around me and I looked up. I saw a very, very blurry Ciel. I reach my hand up and cup his cheek in my hands, before it fell and I fell into darkness.
Ciel's POV:
His hand fell as my tears hit his face. His eyes went dull as I stared into them. An ambulance was down below and the hospital people were already on the roof. Doctor Mechalis was knelt down next to the limp body.
"He had just taken the pills, so they aren't fully in his system yet. This is just a side affect." He says, motioning for a purple haired nurse to come over. "Hannah, go get (the spoon XD. Sry for any of you Markiplier surgeon simulator fans out there and the terrible pun I made) the special medicine." He tells the girl. She nods and runs off. I clutched the dying blonde in my arms. The doctor grabbed the needle carefully from Hannah's hands and stuck it in Alois's arm. I looked away. God I hate needles.
"Sir, the needle is out." The nurse tells me. I shake my head.
"Not until it's out of my sight!" She sighs and walks off with the needle in her hands. I uncover my eye.
"I'd advise you to watch his behaviors for a couple weeks. The medicine might work. It's a 50 50 chance kind of thing." I glare at him.
"So your telling me that you just used a medicine that might not even work on my dying boyfriend." I snap. He nods.
"Yes. I'm sorry, but it's a life or death thing. We couldn't risk it." He tells me. Tears fall down my face as I see the blonde boy's chest start to move up and down. He was breathing. I lift his head up to mine and pulled the limp body into a hug that I never let go of. I picked him up and walked to my apartment, across from Alois's and two floors down. I layed him down in my bed and tucked him in. He looked.....peaceful. I decided to make some tea. I walk over to the kitchen and made some Earl Grey, which was my favorite. Alois likes Chai Tea Lattes, when it is more like coffee than tea. I still made him a cup of Chai Latte. I set it on the table and put my cup down as well. I walked into the room where the blonde had been sleeping, and snuggled in next to him. I hope he could forgive me. It was actually all Claude's fault. He was the one who made me high in the first place. How was I supposed to know that my tea got drugged my that one hell of an asshole. I do miss my Alois. I want him to wake up so I could hear his voice.
We may not be perfect when we are separated, But like they say, two broken souls make one whole human.
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Picture made by: idk. And idc.
(I was too tired to make a picture so I just used one that I found on Wattpad a while ago on my phone so I screenshotted it and used it here.)
The feels!! 😭😭 This story made me sad. Ecspesially when I had to write about Alois talking about looking straight at his freedom. It's true though. When you die, your truly free. GODDAMN IT IM MAKING MYSELF SAD AGAIN!! 😫🔫
