Hey guys! Krista here bringing you my very first fanfiction. And a Black Butler one at that! Maybe later I'll try to make a _____ x reader one but for now you can use yoour imagination right? Thanks! Enjoy! And please feel free to comment, vote, and follow!
I walk along the dirt road where my shop stood. It was a lovely little place, filled with a warm aroma of lilacs and roses. I sold clothing to children and adults, more targeted to women but I had a few mens clothing in there as well. I spent a long time on that shop, I thought to myself, getting angered at whoever did this, at least I wasn't inside, otherwise I would've been a goner! ... Was I suppoesed to be inside? The police already deterimed this as purposeful... I shook my head clear of negative thoughts. I mustn't think like that. I'm still standing here, still breathing, I'm fine. Take things as they come. That's all I have to do, I learned that the hard way after my Mother died.
You see, I was an illegitimate child and the man my Mother had an affair with shooed her away after he found out she was pregnant. Of course, he had enough of a heart to provide money to support me but that stopped coming in about 2 years ago and I didn't want to get invovled and search for him, he didn't want me, but now I need the money. With my source of income gone and my house along with it, I'll need a place to stay. And I don't really know anyone in London. I do however have enough money for a hotel room, and I'll simply ask the police for my father's address tomorrow. For now, I think I'll take a stroll. Away from my shop, and away from the bustling streets of London at six o'clock pm.
I decided to turn towards the pond me and my Mom used to sit around. It's only a few minutes away and it won't get dark until seven pm. I'm good, I'm safe.
It's Winter time so the ground is blanketed by a thick sheet of glistening snow. The pond is frozen over and the trees are bending to adjust to the weight of the snow piled high on their branches. I sit on a bench facing the pond and as I look out I can see a young boy and his mom skating, he laughes gleefully as she drags him by the hand spinning him around. It's like me and my Mom, we would skate here all the time and in the spring and summer we would feed the ducklings. sometimes, they would walk right up to us and take it right from our hands. Those are the moments I wish I had more of.
My Mom passed a year ago due to a sickness that had overridden her body. We were too poor to afford good medicine and it ended up taking her from me. I vowed after that day to always make sure I have money for food and medicine, and to take care of strangers who can't afford any. It saddens me, thinking of people dieing because of this monarchy making them lower class. The wealthy bathe in fortune and the poor murder and steal for food, then being punished for it. It's sickening.
But suddenly I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the ice of the pond crack. The young boy yelped and the mother told him to stay still. She frantically looked around for assistance and her eyes landed on me, the only person in sight.
"Ma'am! Ma'am help!" She yelled.
I looked around for anything to use and saw nothing. I began to think. If I go on the ice, it could crack... but if I run for help they could fall and drown by the time I get back. I can;t just leave them either! I have no idea on what to do! My mind went into panick mode.
"Ma'am please!" The mother screamed again.
"I'm working on it!" I replied, my voice shaking from panick. If they lay down on their stomachs it should spread their body mass! Reducing the risk of falling through! Then maybe they can army crawl back! "Ma'am!" I called out to her. "Get your boy on his stomach! Along with you!"
She did so, but did it too quickly. The ice cracked again and she froze. "Slowly!" I shouted. She began again and succesfully got on her stomach. "Now your boy!" I call again. I saw the woman instructed her child, but her words were swept away by the frozen breeze. The boy didn't move, he was stuck, parlyzed in fear.
