3rd person POV
"Is there a reason that Sir doesn't like his birthday?" Sebastian questioned looking at the saddened family. They looked up at him surprised. The twins' eyes widened significantly and they clutches each other's hands.
"You're an interesting man, Sebastian," Madam said propping her elbows up on the table and lacing her fingers together, "He learned your name, he hasn't scared you off yet, he danced with you, and you even want to learn something about him that could never benefit you in any way".
"Is he Ciel's one?" Lady Elizabeth questioned.
"Maybe," Red murmured, "Sit down, Sebastian. Ciel is the only one of the three that is related to me," she began.
"He was my sister's child, I had always been jealous of her for being able to have children," the woman took a sip of her tea, "I never visited much but I loved Ciel with all my heart, I had planned to visit them on the night of his fifth birthday, I got into a car crash on the way and fell into a coma," she crossed her arms, "That same night a man who had been fired from Vincent's company set fire to their house".
"Ciel was at the orphanage two years before we came," Elizabeth picked up where the woman left off, "We were only a year younger than him so he took us under his wing you could say," she breathed in deeply, "He took a lot of beatings for us on top of his own," she looked as if she were about to cry.
"He got beat for a lot," Alois said stone faced but he looked like he wanted to cry too, "Called him a Satan spawn because of his eye and locked him in a dog cage every year on his birthday," the boy shivered, "they beat him for not being able to cook and writing with his left hand among other things," he shook his head, "He protected us from the older kids a lot too... it was three more years before Aunt Angelina came to adopt us".
"I had only awakened from my coma two weeks before hand and I spent all of my remaining time in the hospital trying to find them," Madam Red murmurs, "Ciel refused to leave without them and I couldn't bear parting with them".
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Worst in Me//SebaCiel AU
Fanfiction"I sold my soul for a hash brown in freshman year". Highest Ranking: 76 in Sebaciel -Art isn't Mine -Black Butler isn't mine