Chapter 7: Well, Off You Go To a Better Place.

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☆ JULIA'S POV ☆

I look down at my hands. What has this come to?
"So, what do you think?" Alex says while winking.
I glare up at her. "Shut up, Alex."
She steps back and fusses with her fingers "hey! You made the contract! I wasent planning to force you to sign one with me!" She says, hiding a knife and a chainsaw behind her back. Ugh, the irony.
I stand up. "Can I go home now? Please?" I look up at her, pleadingly.
Alex sighs and gestures me to the door behind me that suddenly apears out of the dark. Okay. That is creepy. I open the door and take a step out.
"But, Julia. I dont understand why you are longing to go home, when you have noone or nothing to come home to." She says, sharpening her knife. "What?" I ask.
"Your little friend of yours, Ciel Phantomhive, he ran over your mother with his horse this morning. I didnt want to be the one to tell you, but silly me, I just did." She smirks.
A million questions run through my mind. But I know now what I have to do.
I need to kill Ciel Phantomhive.

★CIEL'S POV★

Oh no. What have I done?! I rush over to check if I had caused any damage. Infront of me, is Julia Widowhart's mother. Dead, cold, and on the floor dying of blood loss. I pick up her hand from the bloody mess of the wreck and caress it softly.
"Oh dear. Im so sorry. I greatly apologize for my causing." I lift her hand up to eye level and kiss it softly. By the time I let go, paramedics are lining up to examine the dead body. But I cant let them know I was the one who got her into this mess of a carrige ride.
I stand up before they reach the end of the carrige to see what had happened and run to one of the dividers in between two fine looking apartments. I stop to catch my breath about a few hundred feet Away from the crime scene. But I cant stop, not yet.
As I am running away, I catch a glimpse of Julia's anger in my mind. She looks so mad. Her eyes dark with fury, and her body language is unspeakable. She will give no mercy. I cant let her rage stop me though. If I get as far away as as possible, just enough to not be suspected, I can run all the way back to the manor, without a trace of suspicion. I skip a few outside salesmen trying to get commoners to try out and purchase new fragrances and samples of products. One of them stops me, grabbing me by my arm.
"Hey young man, would you like to try some of our new fragrance? Its part of a free sample incorporation that we are testing out. So far it has been going well, but I suggested for us workers to work outside to get some fresh air." The lady takes out a bottle of perfume and places it near my wrist. "I think this scent suits you, hun." She sprays it on my wrist.
The lady leans in closer and sniffs my by my ear, taking in the scent of my hair. "Oh honey! You smell Delicious! I could just eat you up!" She pulls away to get a better look at my face. Then, she moves her hand to my covered eye. "Oh hun. You dont need to hide anything. What's under this horrible eyepatch?" She takes her hand and slips off my eyepatch. Her eyes widen at the sight. She screams and limps away from me. "You...you..monster! You're one of them!" She takes another step back. It all happens so quickly... A loud bang is heard from her being. She is thrown across the side of the road where horses and carriges often pass by, and trumples onto the floor, bleeding from her head down. She had been run over by a carrige too.
What a shame.
She was only trying to test a sample. I give pity to this poor woman. I hope she likes fire. Because she is surely going to hell. Noone touches the Earl Phantomhive, and then expects to go to heaven. Noone.
I rush a few blocks away and in my direction, millions of carriges and horses and flinging people across the streets and practically murdering them. But why? Why is it only happening when I pass by?
I catch up and see the manor. Oh thank god. Im home!
You know what they say, home is where the heart is. But in my case, home is where the demon lies. That saying couldnt be more true.
"Sebastian!" I yell his name as I sprint in and lock all the possible doors behind me.
A tall black figure comes out of one of the rooms, coming down the stairs to come join me.
"My lord, what is wrong?" Sebastian says.
"They are after me, Sebastian. I accidently ran over Julia Widowhart's mother while I was on my way to see her. But she doesnt know just yet. But, everywhere I go and everywhere I turn, hundreds of people are getting flinged over by carriges and horses!" I say, taking deep breaths
Sebastian simply nods and goes to the front door and opens it. He steps out and examines the yard. He comes back in. "Young Master, I reasure you, I will keep you safe until we settle this situation." He closes his eyes and exits the room. Like I said, Home is where the demon lies.
But I only have one concern on my mind...

How will I tell Julia?

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