Stuck with you (Black Butler fan-fic)

Chapter eleven- Singing

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"Why is he here?"

"Well, he claims you have taken his true love. But you needn't worry master. I got him to leave." Sebastian did a close eyed smile, and left. Ciel only sighed and looked back at Lillian. She was sleeping, her legs dangling off of the bed. He picked them up and placed them on her bed, and covered her up. Her skin was like ice to the touch, yet she was sweating. She had a fever. "Great. More to deal with." Ciel thought. "Maybe I can get some work done for a little while..." He got up and walked out of the room. Sebastian stopped him in the hallway.

"Master? Shouldn't you be with Lillian?"

"She is sleeping for now. I have some work that still needs to be done, and there is no use in sitting with her at this moment. I will be back with her soon." He walked away as did Sebastian.

~~~Le time skip~~~

Ciel sighed. He had been working for a few hours now, and was tired. "I think I should go back and sit with her." He got up, and began down the hall. When he reached her door, he heard something. Nothing bad, but a beautiful sound. It was Lillian singing to herself.

I found God, on the corner of first and Amistad.

Where the west was all but one.

All alone, smoking his last cigarette.

I said where have you been, he said ask anything.

Where were you?

When everything was falling apart.

All my days were spent by the telephone.

It never rang, and all I needed was a call.

That never came,

To the corner of first and Amistad.
Lost and insecure.

You found me, you found me.

Lying on the floor.

Surrounded, surrounded.

Why'd you have to wait?

Where were you? Where were you?

Just a little late.

You found me, you found me.

In the end, everyone ends up alone.

Losing her, the only one who's ever known.

Who I am, who I'm not, who I want to be.

No way to know how long she will be next to me.

Lost and insecure.

You found me, you found me.

Lying on the floor.

Surrounded, surrounded.

Why'd you have to wait?

Where were you? Where were you?

Just a little late.

You found me, you found me.

Early morning, city breaks.

I've been calling for years and years and years and years.

And you left me no messages.

You never send me no letters.

You got some nerve, taking all you want.