*Your P.O.V*
I grew up rich
But i didnt like being rich
My parents always made picked on the poor
Each time they ask for money
My parents would start yelling at them and say something along the lines of "DO YOU KNOW HOW BUSY WE ARE" and "DO YOU SERIOUSLY THINK THAT WE WOULD GIVE YOU MONEY TO POOR RATS LIKE YOU?!"
After my parents stop yelling at the poor
They would stand there and talk bad about them
But while they were not paying attention to me
I gave the poor money
My parents never found out about it
It was a little secret I kept between me and the poor
Then my birthday came
That day...
It haunts me
I was so excited
But
When i went into my parents room
I saw
Both of them
Lying on the floor
Covered in blood
"NO!"
I screamed
Thats when "they" found me
I tried waking my parents up but
It was no use
"They" grabbed me from behind while holding my mouth shut
"Oh, the things we can do to you"
One man said with an evil grin
I got tossed into a carriage
The last thing i saw was my house
Burning to ashes
Then it was all black
When I woke up
I was strapped to a white bed
A bright light was shining in my eyes
I thought this was all just a nightmare
But
If this were to be just a nightmare
Then
I would rather have it with my eyes closed
To know that it was just a dream
But it wasnt..
After i went numb because of how many needles "they" poked into me
"They" threw me into a cage
It hung from the ceiling
As if
I were to be something on display
Then an old man came in
He looked up at me
He smiled and then laughed
"You did a very good job"
He said
"Im not sure if I will need another for a while!"
He continued
"Is she one of the "pure" people?"
He asked
One of the men that shoved needles into me nodded his head yes
(No, i dont mean as "pure as the driven snow". Back then (and now) in order to be "pure", you have to stay a virgin until you are married)
"Good work, now GO! And, make the other ones put on a show for this new one!"
The two men bowed and quickly left the room
I felt my cage "lower".
The old man had a smirk on his face
"Arent you a pretty one? Now are you a virgin?"
I was too scared to answer
He opened my cage and grabbed a whip
"You better tell me before i get angry"
He said
I didnt know what being a virgin was
Was it being happy?
"I-I dont know"
I answered shyly
He whipped me
"I WANT A YES OR NO ANSWER BITCH!"
He yelled angerly
I took a lucky guess
"T-Then yes.."
I said in pain
He grinned and laughed
Then "they" came in with a lot of boys and girls
They started running towards the old man and "came at him"
I was horrified
Why was an old man
Or just any human
Do something ever so cruel
Then something caught my eye
A little boy
Who looked about my age
Was hiding
None noticed him but me
He had brownish reddish eyes and an unusual hair color
Before i could figure out who he was or the color of his hair
He was stabbed from behind
Right through the heart
The old man laughed in pleasure
How was this fun
This was cruel
How could anyone like this
Or even live this way
*End of your back story*
I was done having tea with Ciel and went up to my room
All the memories came rushing through my head
All the disgusting, horrifying things the old men did to men did to me
I didnt want to live anymore
I grabbed a gun that I found in a room
I put it up to my head
And
*BANG*
