It has been a long and dreadful walk. However, I have finally arrived.
All that is important is that I have managed to escape the mansion before sundown and I may be able to escape my sisters before they notice that I left the mansion.I pull open the big heavy metal door.
"Hello undertaker."
Suddenly, he emerges from a black coffin
"Why hello." He says smiling
"May I please stay just for the night? I am not sure where else I can go. I can pay you handsomely for it."
I pull out the little brown suede bag from my coat pocket.
"No need to pay me. Anything for Georginia's daughter."
"Thank you so much."
"What brings me the pleasure of seeing you today?"
"To put it simply, I may have left the mansion.
Also, I may have stolen Sebastian's memories. Also, my sisters may be in England."I smile meekly.
Undertaker seems astonished.
"I see you have figured out how to use the knife properly." He walks over to a chair and sits down
"I am sure you have already figured this out but I designed that knife for your mother.
It was never meant for that purpose; stealing memories.
Yet you and your mother both think alike. Always going above and beyond.""My mother also used the knife to take memories?"
"I have said too much. Would you like something to eat? I have biscuits."
He reaches into his pocket and takes out two bone shaped "biscuits".
"Those are for dogs...please, stop changing the subject. I have the right to know, we are talking about my mother."
He throws the two biscuits in his mouth and eats them quickly. I cringe as he licks his lips savouring the taste of the dog food.
"Yes. Your mother has. Although, only three people's memories in particular...
Can you or any of your sisters recall the name of your father?"No. That is not possible.
If what he is implying is correct, then my mother stole the memory of our father from my sisters and I! Why? Why would she do such a thing?"You must know that your mother felt that she was protecting you and your sisters. I warned your mother not to, and informed her that there may be consequences to her actions yet she still took those memories. She took them literally to her grave."
"Why?"
"I cannot tell you why. Because I do not know. Once your mother discovered how to remove memories, she fled England to return to Egypt and I have not seen her since that day 19 years ago."
19 years ago, I was 4 years old. I remember Lapis and I were living with my grandfather and Moon was not yet born.
I sigh
"Is there by any chance a way that someone can return memories to someone once they were stolen?"
"The same blood that separates can bind together."
"Can you please elaborate?"
"Tomorrow morning. The sky is beginning to darken now so I must rest."
He crawls back into his coffin and shuts the topDamn. This again. I will most likely be left to unravel this ridiculous little riddle by myself.
I take off my coat and lay it on the ground in the right corner of the room. I lay down and close my eyes.
One month ago, these arrangements would seem more than satisfactory. However, after living in a mansion as extravagant as the Phantomhive estate the place seems small and sleeping on the ground most definitely does not compare a large cotton bed.I cannot help thinking about my mother and why she did not want my sisters and I to know my father. He must have been terrible. All I know is that he was from Jamaica.
Jamaica...
Tomorrow morning I will go to the harbour and board a ship to Jamaica. I need answers. There is no way of knowing for certain if my father will be there
even so, I must try.
There is nothing left in England for me, I have simply over stayed my welcome.Nevertheless, I must admit I did enjoy my time. The intense yet somewhat fulfilling missions, the friendships. Also, Even though I can say many negative things about Ciel, he always made it a priority that I was comfortable in his home. And Sebastian, he always treated me kindly like a prince. Even though sometimes he was too sly for his own good.
I wonder what Sebastian is doing currently?
YOU ARE READING
His lady from lust and lies to love
FanfictionMy name is Chloe Silverado. I am a gypsy. Yes, that means I can see into the future. I travel the world and tell fortunes for a living. But after meeting a certain demon my life as I knew it completely changed Warning! Story is 18+ contains violent...