The Over-Protective Boyfriend

Last Hope Lost

Linda was talking to Sebastian about is experience with Claude.

Sebastian: He was amazing at everything. He could make me want to just get on my knees and beg for him like a good boy by just looking at him. I remember those good times. Though, I do wonder how he turned out like.

Linda chuckled at how Sebastian explained.

Linda: I wouldn't have let a person like that go either. He really got you. I feel so sorry. Well, you're safe now.

Sebastian:...Sure.

Linda frowned at Sebastian's expression. She decided to take his mind off of the subject of Claude.

Linda: How about I make some tea? What do you prefer?

Ciel: Oi! Sebastian! If you can guess my favorite tea, I'll let keep a cat around for a while.

Sebastian's eyes lit up. He was living with Ciel for some time so he wasn't allowed to have a cat around.

Sebastian: Let me think.

Ceylon?

Assam?

Herbal?

Sebastian: Earl Grey.

Ciel's eyes widened and he looked down at the floor.

Ciel: Where's the narest pet store?

Sebastian: Earl Grey.

Linda: O-Of course.

~Time Skip~

Claude sat in a prison cell thinking about Sebastian.

Claude: Oh my dear Sebastian. How I miss holding you in my arms and loving like no one ever has. I want you back so badly.

He started to tremble and quietly laugh with a look of bloodlust in his eyes.

Claude: I'll get you back and I'll make sure you don't leave me again. I yearn for your touch and I long to see that adorable expression of fear on your face. Won't you come back to me?

~~~~~

Ronald and Linda were fast asleep while Sebastian holding back screams and cries of pain. Something in his chest ached and he felt like he was dying. Honestly, that would've been a more pleasant end, but all he could do was toss and turn. He hoped and hoped that this pain would go away.

~Time Skip~

The medicine coursed through his veins and he could feel it. Something was taking over body and making feel the worst of pain. The tears that fell made it feel even more painful which caused more tears. He couldn't move and the pain was too much to bear. Why couldn't death have just taken him now?

Ronald woke up and decided to check and see if Sebastian was still there. He was shocked when he saw Sebastian was blood coming out of his nose, tears flowing down his face, and him twitching like crazy.

Claude: You want this pain to go away don't you?

Sebastian slowly nodded with blank look in his eyes.

Claude: How about you do this little task for me? Kill the both of them and come for me. Your boyfriend is feeling a bit lonely.

Claude put on a sadistic smirk. With this strange medicine mixed in with his blood, he would do anything for Claude with no question. How he concocted it was a mystery, but that didn't matter to Sebastian when he was in this state. He gripped onto the knife that he was given by Ronald and attempted slice hs throat, resulting in his wrist being caught and him being pinned to the wall.

Claude: Go ahead. Kill him. You know you want to make me happy.

Sebastian kicked the blonde's side are and pinned him to the floor. He started to choke him while also slowly slicing open the mans stomach. He made multiple deep slices until he could finally rip him open and tear out everything. His heart, lungs, guts, everything. He showed no emotion as he did it. He went toward the master bedroom and found the wife still asleep.

Claude: Go ahead and wake her up. Hearing her scream would be much more satisfying.

Sebastian kicked her off the bed and she immediately woke up.

Linda: S-Sebastian? What's wrong? What are you doing? Stop it! Whatever you're trying to pull, it's not funny! Stop it! NO!

~Time Skip~

Sebastian sat in a pool of blood. He saw the eyes that he had gouged out of her sockets and the heart that he squeezed the blood out of. How satisying it was to see.

Claude: Now come find me, Love.

Sebastian stood upa dn quickly ran down the cold dark streets, not caring if anybody saw him. He knew that since Ronald and Linda lived somewhere that nobody know about, their bodies would never be found. After a whole bunch of stabbing a repeating that he needed to do it or else the spider that weaved the web he was caught in would devour him, the butterfly who so foolishly flew into this beautifully made web.

That's how he ended up sleeping against Claude's chest again.On the outside, he showed no emotion. On the inside though, he repeated something else.

"Just. Kill. Me."