A Little Hope (A Black Butler Fan Fiction)

Twenty-Four

The maid's name was Hannah. You learned while she cleaned you up. She had dressed you in a (f/c) gown with black lacing going up from your waist to your chest. The sleeves were long due to it getting colder. As Hannah put (f/c) heels on your feet, you heard someone humming your mother's lullaby. Then you heard a whisper that sang a dreaded song.

"Your skeleton forgot to bring its backbone next time pack it in tour body bag. Your skeleton forgot to bring its backbone your broken ribs are cracking me up."

When Hannah finished putting your shoes on you got up and dashed to Alois. "Alois! Can I use your phone?" you yelled down the hallway at him as you approched him.

He gave you puzzled look, "What for?"

"My brother doesn't know where I am and I don't want him to worry," you lied.

Alois nods, "Claude show her to the phone." Claude nods and holds his hand out for you. You take it and he directs you to the room with a phone in it. You dial in your number and wait for an answer. To your disappointment, there is no answer. A single tear goes down your face as you hang the phone up and look back to Claude. He smiles at you and leads you back out of the room and to where Alois is.

You sit by him. Alois smiles at you and you return an obvious fake smile. He quickly became worried about you, "Are you alright?"

"Yea, I'm fine," you say with the perkiest voice you could manage.

Alois frowns, "You're lying to me (y/n)."

"Its nothing to worry about," you say.

"Anything I could do for you?" Alois says looking at you, "I am willing to help."

"Could you take me to check on my brother? He didn't awnser the phone. I'm worried sick," you ask.

Alois smiles at you and grabs your hands, "Of course!" A blush spreads across your cheeks and Claude goes to ready the carriage.