The Romantic Turnabout [EdgeworthxOC]

16. The Turnabout Gala (5)

"Miles!" Phoenix shouts, finally finding the prosecutor. Hurrying to him, the attorney shakes Miles violently. "WAKE UP!"

Miles moaned, rubbing his head. "Where is she...?"

"Huh?" Miles looked befuddled at the man's abrupt question. "Rachael? Wait-" Nick looks around. "Where is she?!"

Upon hearing that, Miles' eyes lit with fear. "She's not with you?"

"No! I thought I told you both to stay put!"

"Damn it..." Miles slouches forward, forcing himself up. "She was supposed to go and find you, and then come straight back..."

"Damn it, Rachael." Nick runs his hand through his gelled-hair, un-regrettably.

In a stressing situation like this, Phoenix and Miles knew that Rachael was in grave danger.

"That girl is so notorious for the strangest things happening to her." Nick sighs, face-palming.

"And you aren't?" Miles scoffs.

Ignoring Miles' insult, Phoenix pulled Miles up by his hand.

"We need to hurry." Miles clenches his fists. "The poison is still inside me...but it's starting to wear of little by little."

"Let's go!"

When I came to, my eyes slowly opened, revealing a scenery that I was not familiar with.

"Where am I...?" I mumbled. Sitting up, I held my forehead in pain. A very terrible, throbbing sensation, infiltrated my mind.

Moaning, I rubbed my temples to relieve some pressure.

"I see you're finally awake."

I looked up to see Ciel sitting in his seat. His leg was crossed over, with a glass of Champaign being wielded in his left hand.

"You..." My eyes lit with rage as I clenched my fists.

"What? Did you think that I'd start the show while you were asleep?"

"W-What...?" She mutters, repulsed.

"No, dear." Ciel takes a drink of his wine. "I wouldn't dare to finish my performance, without you seeing it! I rather have you watch the show-only, you're my assistant." He smirks seriously perverted.

I cringed, hopping off the bed. Hastily, I sprinted to the door on the opposite side of the room.

Slamming his glass on the table next to him, Ciel gets up, grabbing me. "Where do you think you're going?"

"LET ME GO!" I slapped Ciel has hard as I could, kicking him in the knees.

Ciel blocks me, and drags me back to the bed. "Stop fighting, Rachael."

The idea of Ciel saying my name, sickened me tremendously.

How dare he talk as if he knows me?

I yanked my wrist out of Ciel's grip and glares at him.

Ciel grabs my face, attempting to kiss me.

I quickly ducked out of his embrace, and shoved him back. Hurriedly, I ran to the door, turning the knob.

"Huh...?! The door is locked?!"

"I have the key." Ciel chuckles, dangling it in the air.

I spun around and panted heavily. I realized that my breathing was getting out of control.