The all knowing

Chapter Twenty-seven

Undertaker's p.o.v

I watched in worry as Shelby fell limp in my arms, I've never seen her so frantic it rattled me but I didn't let it show to the earl and his butler

"Come, we can discuss this at the manor" Ciel says before walking out, Sebastian and I follow behind him but I didn't care about them. I just wanted to make sure Shelby was okay, What happened to her? Who needed to stop?. I held her close to me as we made our way to the manor

*Time skip*

I had placed Shelby in her bed, making sure she was comfortable before entering the earls study. He stood at the window, a hand on his chin as he thought to himself, Sebastian stood by his desk, also in thought. I guess you could say I was a bit angry, how could they let something like this happen to Shelby?

I walked behind a chair and placed my hands on the back while staring t the two in front of me

"Would either of you care to explain what happened?" I asked, Ciel turned and looked at Sebastian before sighing and taking a seat behind his desk

"I was hoping you could, she did go to you after all" He says making me glare at him

"Well she was here when she broke down, was she not?" Sebastian stepped forward with a blank face. I wasn't a fan of that demon, I don't dislike demons but I dislike him, he has caused nothing but heart ache and misfortune for Ciel. What's worse is that he's under the same roof as Shelby, they do seem awfully close for my liking

"Yes she was, we were in the ball room performing a song but at the end she broke down and took off, I'm still not sure why, she seems perfectly fine to me" He answers

"Well has anyone unusual been here? she said she wanted 'them' to stop but I don't have a clue on who's she's on about" I say, it pained me to see her so tormented and knowing there was nothing I could do. The woman I loved was suffering and I had no idea how to help her

"No one's been to the manor except for you, Grell doesn't even know she's alive yet" Ciel says, I was about to speak up but Sebastian's voice stopped me

"Perhaps it's not a person" He says with a hand on his chin, Not a person? the only explanation would be a voice. My brows furrowed at this, that had to be it, she was hearing voices the way she acted confirmed it, when I asked her she almost never answered me and talked to something else

"She's hearing voices" I say, I look at the two who gave me a raised brow

Ciel stands up from behind his desk with a blank look and sighs

"I suppose we'll have to talk to her about it" He says, I follow him out of the study towards Shelby's room. Why was she only now hearing voices? It's obviously never happened to her before because she was absolutely distraught

I walked ahead of the lot to get to her faster, anxious to talk to her, she was one of the very few people to be able to make me feel this way and I loved it, she makes me feel the same way I did when I reaped my first soul. The euphoria and exhilaration always has me on my toes, begging for more

When I got to her door, I heard shuffling along the ground and rushed whispers. My eyes narrowed at the thought of someone else in the room with her and pushed the door open, I was hit with the smell of cigarette smoke. Shelby and the chef were using pillows to blow the smoke out the window, obviously trying to hide the fact that they had been smoking in the room. Their eyes snapped towards us in horror and I watched as Shelby let out a breath, a small cloud of grey smoke leaving her lips. I couldn't help but smile at her, she's still causing trouble under the earl's nose

"I think . . . I'm going to leave . . . now" The chef says while dropping the pillow, making me glare at him menacingly. He visibly gulped and instead of going through the door, he jumped out the window and ran off in a hurry. If he so much as put a finger on Shelby I'll-

"What have I said about smoking inside the manor?" Ciel says tiredly while holding his forehead making Shelby smile innocently and scratch the back of her neck

"I-I know, I just couldn't help myself"

Shelby's p.o.v

"What have I said about smoking in the manor?"

I send him a smile and scratch the back of my neck nervously, Sebastian, Ciel and undertaker entered the room and closed the door behind them. Guilty would be an understatement for how I felt right now

"I-I know, I just couldn't help myself" I answered, truth be told Bard was walking past and I said I'd give him some cash for a cigarette. He happily obliged and kept me company until the three showed up. I was dreading this conversation but I knew it would happen, I just didn't want them thinking I was absolutely crazy

You are crazy, the worst of the worst

"Would you shut up" I sneered, my eyes widen in realisation at what I just did but the others didn't seem fazed. Undertaker stepped forward and sat next to me on the bed, I shrunk beside him unintentionally, making a frown flash across his face. The only person who didn't seem to notice was Ciel, Sebastian gave me a strange look but said nothing, making me feel guilty

You should feel guilty

"Shut up" I whispered while looking down at my lap, my hair forming a curtain around my face. I was embarrassed, I was letting a voice control my life and I just let it, but it's so convincing, almost like it's telling me things that I've been telling myself just amplified by a hundred times

"Would you like to explain?" I heard Ciel say but I didn't answer, I couldn't

God you really are pathetic

I heard Ciel sigh followed by foot steps, the door opens but Ciel speaks before he leaves

"If you won't tell me, at least tell him" Was the last thing he said as himself and Sebastian left the room, closing the door behind them. Maybe if I focused hard enough, I would just implode

I watched undertaker through my hair as he knelt down on the floor and stared up at me with sad smile, his eyes always got to me, they were the prettiest thing I had ever seen

"You can tell me anything, my love" He says softly while grabbing my hands in his with a squeeze "I wasn't joking when I said I was the king of crazy, you know"

I raise my head and give him a small smile, he always has a joke up his sleeve

You are the joke

My smile falters and undertaker notices, making him frown even more, he didn't deserve this, to be hurt by me, what he did deserve was the truth

"I've been hearing a voice in my head since I was resurrected, it says horrible things. I know that it's just trying to hurt me but I've always been a self destructive person so I believed them " I laughed nervously, undertaker gave me a strange look

"Why laugh? this isn't funny" I just shrug with a smile

"It's my coping mechanism, to laugh at my pain that is, it just makes it a little less serious and easier to talk about" I explain while twirling a long piece of my hair in my hands

"That doesn't sound healthy" He says while scratching his chin, making me chuckle

"It's not but it's fine, the voice is quieter when I'm around people so that's cool I guess" I say, undertaker smiles and takes my hand in his making me smile back, he then stands up and pulls me into a tight hug which I gladly accept

"We will figure this out together, I promise" He says before placing a kiss on my forehead. I bury my face into his chest and let out a relaxed sigh, I didn't realised how much I missed the silence of my own head until this moment. Nothing running through it except my own thoughts, it was a relief

"I know we will, but for now, let's go have some fun" I say as I pulled away from him with a smile, I take his hands in mine and pull him out of my room and he chuckles happily. As we made it to the door that led to the back garden, I let go of his hands and sprinted out the door with a smile