THE MATCH GIRL 黒執事

Chapter Thirteen

It was a surprise to hear her say such foul words, but the doctor present knows hoe to rail the girl up. Her sisters were something she never speaks about. It was easy to see her turn red, to see her ready to kill him with her bare hands.

"Heh, fascinating how your calm image crumbles down like a broken vase, speaking of a broken vase, your little sisters broke down once you left, poor girls, they soon went missing, but nobody knows where they went.. Hm, I honestly wonder... If the bones I found were of them," at the mention of bones [Name] grabbed the doctor's head as she applied pressure to the left, wanting to snap his neck clean off.

"What did you do?!"

"You know, those bones came in handy hehe, especially for prosthetic limbs."

The hairs on the back of her head went up, like a porcupine ready to attack brought daylight. Her hands were on his neck, a wide grin was present on her lips. The grin looked Cheshire, the cat from the fairy tale of Alice in Wonderland. It was wide, it was full of malice, prideful malice that could make anyone curious yet quaver in fear. [Name] was ready to snap his head and put it on a stick, showing it off to the world as a price but she didn't, a hand stooped her, her trembling figure could nor move. Someone from the corner was yelling if they have seen the doctor.

"Well that' my ticket, it was wonderful seeing you again my dear, keep up the good spirit," the doctor went away with a 'happy and kind' smile on his lips.

[Name] was gritting her tongue until blood appears by the corner of her lips. The hand on her shoulder was holding her tight, preventing her from doing anything risky, anything that might endanger her. The man was staring at her figure with a sad frown, her desperate figure reminded him so much of her mother. William understands her anger, he really does, useless, he knows that feeling too well.

"Why did you stop me? I could have... I could have..." the strain in her voice was evident as the color of snow.

"They need him now, you can kill him later on, at the end of the day he will die either way," William said, staring off where the doctor went, he as well having a sour feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Yeah... You are right."

"I been meaning to ask you about your sisters."

"We were twelve sisters," [Name] began saying, hands-on her hair as she messed it up while trying to stay calm on the fact that the bunk bed she saw was from her old home.

The prosthetic body parts from the members were of her younger sisters, they were of Gwyneth, Luebetina, and Beatrice, her little musketeers, the three wonders of her family, dead. She knows the other two, Remilia and Cecilia were alive, she saw them, they are fine but the rest of them aren't. She has no idea where Cordelia is, she does not have any clue or idea where Bridgett and Margarett are. Madeleine was lost, the last time she saw her older sister was when she tried to kill her, it wasn't her fault honestly, she was a mess so the oldest sister disappears. Mirrett however stayed alongside her father, she hasn't seen her since then. Adrienne is her twin, the invisible one, then where is she, the nobody. [Name] on the other hand was the one that everyone notice, not because of favoritism but because of her being the only sister that didn't respect their father. Adrienne and [Name] are twins, however from different father, the rest of her sisters were from the same man that corrupt their minds, that man, Claude, was the father of her sisters, the match girl has always dislike him, how he treats them and how he manipulated her mother, she has hated the man even by a young age.