Thirteen

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Jerrod leads you down the hallway and into the library. Cole wanted to speak with you there. Jerrod sits you down in a chair in front of your brother. He then stands behind you same as Harold did with your brother. Cole looks you into your eyes. You look back at him.

"(y/n). I have been thinking, and I really don't want to loose you to a pshyco killer. I want you to out live me. I have had to take charge ever since the ball," Cole seemed to be tearing up, "I decided to work along with another company. The man is a puppeteer, and he offered me a deal."

Cole had tears streaming down his face as his looked at you, "He told me that he could preserve your beauty by making you into a living doll as long as I stick with him."

Jerrod grips your shoulders. Your older brother has an insane look in his eyes, "You will make a wonderful doll Lady (y/n)." Cole gets up and reaches for you. Jerrod picks you up swiftly, bridal style, and he runs to the window. He opens it and jumps from it. Your butler lands safely and on his feet.

Jiana jumps out to, shuting the window first. They both run with you and take you away to safety.  They're both running so fast that if you were to fall you would not be able to see them if you looked back at them.

Jerrod and Jiana finally stop when they are in an alley. Jerrod puts you down. They just took you away from home and you brother. You back hand Jerrod as hard as possible. He seems surprised, "Why did you do that Lady (y/n)?"

You begin to yell at him, "You took me away from my home! You took me away from my brother! He is the only family I have left at the manor! I wouldn't have let him turn me into a doll! You didn't have to take me into safety, I would have been fine!" You hike up your dress and run away from Jiana and Jerrod.

You walk around the streets of London alone. You don't know how to get home from this part of London. Tears begin to form in your eyes while you're walking. You've basically lost everything at this point. You run into someone. "I'm sorry," you say, "I was lost in thought and I guess I wasn't paying attention."

You look at the boy you ran into and then keep walking past him. "Grab her Claude," you hear the boy say. Suddenly you feel two hands grip to your sides. You look at the butler with glasses. The boy walks back to you and looks into your eyes. "Why are you crying?" the blonde boy asks

You look down, "Its nothing important."

"Why isn't it important?" he asks you.

"Its just," you look at him, "family things."

The boy nods, "Well I'm Earl Alois Trancy."

"I am Lady (y/n) (y/l/n)," you tell him.

Claude let's you go and stands behind Alois. "Lady (y/n). Are you in need of assistance?" Alois asks.

"Yes actually," you nod, "I don't know how to get back to the (y/l/n) manor."

"Claude," Alois says, "Let's help her find her manor." Claude nods and holds his hand out to you. You take it hesitantly and he then leads you and Alois through the streets of London, towards your manor.

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