How does a Demon learn to love? DISCONTINUED/PUT ON VERY LONG HOLD

Chapter 5

Y/N POV:

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Death.

That's all I could feel. It's like this strange feeling of zero gravity in jello. But it is painful. Really, really painful. and very agonisingly slow. Especially if you got torn apart by a chainsaw.

How could I have been as stupid as to take the job of being bait when Lord Phantomhive specifically explained how dangerous it was.

I must have been really stupid.

I just got rid of my horrid life as being a servant and not being loved to actually having a person who loves and cares for you and possibly a new friend but I will never know what will happen after that.

I could suddenly hear yelling. I think I was still aware of my surroundings because I wasn't fully dead, just partially. I could hear Lord Phantomhive yelling at Sebastian to take us out of the situation and to deal with the maniac.

I could feel anything other than pain in my stomach, but I thought I would have at least bled out by now.

Maybe someone tried to stop the bleeding.

I knew I was traveling because I could feel the rushing of feet as I was carried by Sebastian along with Lord Phantomhive. I heard people knocking on a door yelling for them to open up. We walked in somewhere and I was suddenly still.

Voices were hushed but someone was petting my head while telling me I would be alright. They knew I was still alive but didn't have much time.

Help.

I was slipping away faster and faster. The voices becoming softer and softer till I could no longer hear them.

Death.

It's a dark place.

I don't like it.

Please help me.

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"Darling, please wake up soon. It pains me to see my daughter in this condition."

I could breathe. I could hear. It wasn't dark, but it was still painful. Maybe not as painful as before, but really close.

I slowly reconnected all of my nerves and emotions along with actions back to my brain. I squeezed the hand in my hand and smiled. I'm glad to be back.

I slowly peeled back my eyelids to see what was going on.

I found the Undertaker, me in a coffin, and in the shop.

Maybe I am dead.

I groaned from the pain in my stomach. The Undertaker grimaced but still held his smile.

"You are awake. How are you feeling?" He asked. "I am still in pain. Can I have a glass of water please?" I asked looking up at him with pleading eyes. He nodded his head and got up to leave.

I tried to sit up, which I knew was a bad idea, but decided to do it anyways. I laid a hand on top of my stomach and groaned in pain, again. Maybe I didn't really die, maybe I just blacked out from the blood I lost.

The Undertaker came back with a cup full of water. I sipped it, quenching my dry throat. "Can you tell me what happened?" I asked passing him my cup. He nodded.

"I had come home from my arran and you were gone. I figured you had gone on a walk and had closed the shop. I waited for two hours for you to come back. I started to get really worried by then and feared the worst,"

"Finally someone knocked on the backdoor so I thought it was you. Instead I found Lord Phantomhive, his Butler, and a practically dead you. I had to hold back my fear of loosing you. I was scared that I would lose you, but you see I'm not an ordinary human."

"In fact I'm not human at all. I am a Grimm Reaper, the best of them all. I'm legendary so I can break a few rules. I broke a rule to make sure you wouldn't die yet. It wasn't your time. The process took a little while and healed you like a doctor would, but better."

"It has been two days since then but they caught the famous Jack the Ripper. You helped from what Phantomhive said. He told you it was dangerous but you did it anyways. You are quite the trooper. Lord Phantomhive said you were down the alley one minute then the next gone! Someone had taken you and stabbed you with a chainsaw. It was a hard story to sit through, I could begin to imagine what it was like to actually be there."

"I am glad your back though. The Lord and his Butler have been by to check on you every now and then. The Lord seemed like he needed to take responsibility for what he did. He said he was sorry as well. He will be here soon too to see how you are. He can probably explain what happened when I wasn't there."

I was to shocked to speak, A Grimm Reaper!?!?!?!? What is this some kind if make believe horror story?!?!?

I just nodded my head. Waiting for the arrival of The Lord.

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A/N: Okay, so how was it? Yay! Your not dead! I was just messing with you. What is Lord Phantomhive going to tell you? Just wait till tomorrow and I should have some material out. Oh yeah I hope this was long enough, I can never tell if it is. Maybe I could get some sort of feedback other than votes. You don't have to though, jut as long as I know you enjoy the story we can stay cool with each other :) I love you and don't forget it CX