This Is My Destiny. . . . (Ciel x Reader)

Chapter 15: We Should Not Talk To Each Other

A/n: On Quotev I took an break from writing this story, there's also an Followers special on Quotev for this story. 

~Your P.o.v~

Marco begin explaining for me, I start reminiscing about the past. This all happened when I was 4 years old, I remember it as clear as day.

~Flashback: Your P.o.v~ (A/n: Warning! Blood and disgusting things that might get you triggered! Warning!)

The men made me bled, scared me, plucked my eye out of my head. They tried to rape me, a deep crimson red is everywhere on my body, I wanted to be free, I wanted to go home, I wanted revenge on these creeps and murderers and I want them dead. The day I escaped was one of the most happiest days of my life, I finally got to see them all die, it was all thanks to the long night black hair boy. Deep crimson was all over his pale face, his hair covered his eyes, he untied me from these ropes. I instantly hugged him, he tensed up at first but then relaxes into the hug, he holds my hand and takes me to a lake. I washed up then he went to cleanse himself, he then burned that place to the ground along with my left (E/c) eye. He hasn't said anything to me, he only holds my hand, he gives me food and water. One day he finally talked to me.

"Are you okay?" I stare at him with no emotions on my face. He starts to panic, thinking if he said something wrong.

"What's your name?" He stops walking.

"My name? I don't have one." He carries on walking forward.

"Can I call you Marco?" He looks at my eye while walking backwards.

"If you want to."

~Flashback Ends: Your P.o.v~

Ciel is in a state of shock so I decided to speak my mind.

"Ciel, I think we should stop talking to each other for a while until you gather all this information into your mind. Or maybe we can never talk to each other ever again." Tear holds my (S/t) hand and starts walking towards Ciel. "Goodbye, Phantomhive." I whispered, when he turn to look at me it was too late, I was already gone.