Forgotten Past (sebaciel)

chapter two

READ= the following chapters may cause upset to some readers please keep that in mind

-Luna

-Ciel’s Pov-

Because of this every time he says something hurtful, when he glares at me with complete utter hatred I swear I can feel my heart break a bit… I have cuts and scars too prove how much his words hurt me, sometimes he comments on my weight so I stopped eating. Every single day he points out one of my insecurities and I break. I always wonder why I cant be good enough for him, and now all I can do is wonder how much of my heart is there left for him to break.

Each year this torment goes on I add another extra cut to my wrists, on top of my usual 10 but now, I no longer care weather I cut myself enough to die.  Not like Sebastian would care anyway. Hell he might be glad if he died. I let myself cry harder and grab my razor and start cutting deep into my wrists, my vision turning hazy from my tears; with each cut I hear Sebastian’s toxic words. And without thinking I cut deeper until there was a river of blood spilling down my wrists, I grit my teeth “one day…one day I will be good enough”

-Sebastian’s pov-

“Ugh fuck” I know I shouldn’t be saying all of these toxic, cruel things to Ciel but I honestly cant help it, images of Ciel’s fragile form, his eyes welling up with tears haunts my mind but I cant stop. I know it’s cruel and wrong but its like a drug. I growl and punch the tree. “What the fuck is wrong with me!” I calm myself and walk back into the manor, better make him some food I don’t want the brat dying.

-Ciel’s pov-

After a while, I sigh and stop inflicting any more damage to my skin, I put my razor on the bottom shelf of the cupboard and start cleaning up the puddle of blood on the floor. Once I’m satisfied there’s no more blood on the flood I get up and walk out the bathroom wiping my eyes completely forgetting to sort out the bloodstains on my shirt.

Unfortunately, I get lost in my thoughts thinking back to when Sebastian and I were so close. I get pulled back to reality pretty quickly as I hear a harsh growl that could only belong to one person. My head snaps up and my bi-coloured eyes meet red and I gulp with a growing fear.

-Sebastian’s pov-

I glare at Ciel for getting in my way again, I look him up and down he really has changed I swear he’s skin-ugh never mind I hate hurting him but in the end it will benefit us both-wait… whys there blood on his shirt? I start growing concerned. “Boc-Ciel! Why is there blood on your shirt!?” fuck I almost called him bocchan again. I watch him flinch at the sound of my voice and I was so close to reaching out and hugging him but I stop myself in time. I watch him start trembling and I bite my lip. “What have I done…? ” I ask myself feeling guilt. “I-its nothing Sebastian” I hear him stutter and he won’t even look at me. I could literally feel his fear radiating off of him and I start feeling incredibly guilty for causing someone so pure so much pain and suffering. I growl stopping my emotions in its tracks. “your fucking food is downstairs”  I snarl and walk to my room.