Fighting for the Lost (Sebastian's Daughter Book 4) (COMPLETE)

Chapter 21

(WARNING!!! These next two chapters are really bad. But I felt like I had to post something. It just keeps getting worse and I'm so sorry. I don't know what to do anymore. It's like my live for writing has died and with it went my creativity. But I still get the urge to write pretty often, so I have no idea what's happening to me. This story might go on hold for a while. I'm not sure what to do. Anyway, I love you guys. I hope you somehow enjoy the next couple of chapters.)

I lay awake for a while, staring out the window and watching the moon set and the stars fade. Finny slept for hours, and it was a small reminder to me of the fact that he was human. Being around everyone else, I almost forgot that we were all different.

I sat up and glanced at Finny, watched the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed at an even, healthy pace. I sighed. Would I ever be like that again?

I glanced back out the window. The sky was pink with early sunrise. I would be expected to get up soon and resume my duties as a Phantomhive maid. Alex and I had been told they would only send us out when necessary, so every other day we had to keep working here. And what with the couple Alex and I had run into, Dad was probably just fine with that.

Finny stirred, and I looked back to him, smiling as he groggily lifted his head and rubbed his eyes. He made eye contact with me and smiled back.

"Good morning," I greeted him.

"Good morning," he replied, shaking his head, trying to wake himself up.

I reached out to him and fixed a stray piece of hair that was sticking out to the side, then leaned over and hugged him. He seemed startled at first, but it didn't take long for him to put his arms around me and pull me closer to him.

I pulled away a few moments later and looked at him.

"You haven't really seen them yet, have you?" I asked him.

He stared at me in confusion. "Seen what?"

"My wings."

"I've seen your wings."

"You've seen them when it was either me or Serena. But you haven't really seen my real wings, have you?"

"Does this have to do with something I don't know about?" He seemed even more confused than before.

Suddenly I got the feeling I should have kept my mouth shut. "My wings are two different colors. You've only seen them when they were solid."

"I've seen them a couple of times, but I've always been more worried about you then actually seeing them."

Finally, we were getting somewhere. "Would you like to?"

He didn't answer right away. Instead he studied me, trying to see if I was kidding around or not. I kept my serious expression. Everyone else had seen my wings. I didn't want Finny to be left in the dark anymore. If no one else was going to fill him in on what was happening, then I would; starting with letting him see my wings.

After what seemed like an eternity, he gave a slight nod.

"Pull the curtains closed." I told him, not trusting myself to get up and do it myself.

He stood and did so almost immediately, and I waited patiently until he was sat at the foot of the bed. I turned to face him, then slowly unfurled my wings.

They did so easily, which made me smile slightly. It had felt like forever since I was able to open my wings like this. I glanced from one wing to the other, then to Finny.

He was staring. Whether it was good or bad, I couldn't tell. All I could do was watch his eyes as they scanned every feather of my wings.

His eyes seemed to linger on my angel wing for reasons I couldn't think of. I stayed silent, waiting for him to say something, anything.

Instead, a knock on the door broke the silence.

I quickly folded my wings and leaned against the headboard of the bed, trying to hide my back. Finny stood and answered the door.

Alex walked in, and I sighed in relief. Once the door was closed, I spread my wings again, this time to stretch them after folding them in so quickly.

Alex's mood seemed to brighten when he saw them, and he smiled at me. I smiled back.

"Did you need something?" I asked him.

"I never got to tell you why I came up here last night," he said simply, crossing the room and sitting beside me. "Dad said the people were more than likely just concerned, but he did seem to take that bad feeling I had on the way back as something to be concerned about."

"So then what do we do now?" I asked him.

"He doesn't seem to want us to go back out anytime soon. He wants to keep us here so we aren't leading people back."

My wings drooped with my disappointment, and I moved them in front of me. "So what am I supposed to do? I can't keep up with the chores I'm given, and Ciel is going to know something is wrong when I can't work."

"I think Dad is planning on giving you simple tasks today. After everything that happened yesterday, he knows you need a break."

"And Ciel?" I asked him.

"He doesn't seem to leave his study too often. I think you'll be fine so long as he doesn't summon you to him."

That made me feel a bit better. At least I didn't have to worry about him as much. I stared down at the tips of my wings in front of me. "Alex..."

"What is it?"

I glanced up at him. "I want to fly."

He gave me a sad smile. "Once it's safe, we'll go wherever you want to go."

I simply nodded, and he leaned over and hugged me gently. I didn't move, just sat there and stroked my angel wing.

"Hey," he said, pulling away and staring at me.

I glanced up and met his eyes.

Remember what I told you last night. Everything is going to be okay.

I nodded, then latched onto him. He held me until he had to leave, and shortly after he left, Dad walked in.

He stared at Finny for a long moment, before Finny finally got the message. "I'll be in the garden," he told me, then walked out.

Dad then turned to me and smiled. I smiled back, then he cleared his throat and handed me a folded piece of paper. "Your chores for the day, Chrystal."

I took the paper from him and unfolded it. I was immediately confused. I showed him the paper. "But there's nothing on it."

He just kept smiling at me.

My face broke out into a huge grin. I stood and hugged my father tight. He managed to give me a free day. And I knew exactly how I was going to spend it.

(Again, I'm sorry that it's just a bunch of random crap, but I really didn't know what to do. If anyone has any ideas, feel free to tell me in the comments or PM me. But also know before doing that that the next chapter is already written. Thanks in advance.)