A Little Hope (A Black Butler Fan Fiction)

Twenty-One

You sat in the study, toying with the gold necklace tight around your neck. You thought about your nightmare, and your little sister. Your black dress and gloves mark that today as the day of her funeral. Tears slide down your face as you see all of the servants, dressed in black too, readying the carriage.

Jerrod walks in and sets a cup of tea down on the small, round table beside your chair. You take the cup at hand a sip it. Jerrod cuts the necklace off of your neck. You look up at him in shock, "I told you not to do that."

"I am sorry m'lady. I developed a habit of it and now I am having troubles with loosing it," Jerrod explains. He has never stopped reading your mind since the day you got Annabelle. What happened to her? She uses to be so kind and happy. Everyone loved her until something happened. Annabelle never told you about it though.

You return to your tea as Jerrod leaves. Harold soon walks in and stands behind you. You set down your tea and stand up, facing him. You send him a hateful glare as he smirks. "You've changed ever since that night," you state.

Harold chuckles, "I know. I think I like the new me though. Rebellious, calm, and straightforward."

"I don't. You're more annoying than you have ever been. I hate you either way though," you spit.

"Aww thanks Lady (y/n). That's nice to know," he says, pushing up his glasses. You scoff and leave the room, unimpressed. Jiana walks up to you and nods. You frown and let tears fall from your (e/c) eyes as you walk into the carriage with Cole inside.

*time skip*

You cried as silently as possible at the services. Elizabeth's sobs were the loudest. If Lucy had been here, then they would match. If Lucy were here, you wouldn't have to be here at the funeral. Everyone hung their heads as you and Cole walked up to your sister at rest.

You laid down a bouquet of roses and your brother left her favorite stuffed animal. Tears slide down Cole's face and onto Lucy. You both walked away from your sister after seeing her for the last time, physically. As little Lucy's death bed is being closed, people begin to leave.

Before you, Cole, and the servants leave, they let you sit outside for awhile while they wait in the carriages. Ciel begins to pass you, but stops when he notices you crying. He sat beside you and stroked your (h/l) (h/c) beautiful hair.

You begin to cry into his chest. Sebastian waited by the both of you, slightly annoyed. Alois passes you two and sees you and Ciel. Ciel glares at him. Alois glares back. You sit up and wipe away your tears. "Thanks Ciel," you say. You then notice Alois. You give him a fake smile as you stand up, "Hello Earl Alois. It's nice to have you here."

Alois opens his mouth to say something, but is inturrupeted by your tall butler, "Lady (y/n), it is about to storm. We must be heading back."

You nod clearing your checks of tears once again, "Okay. Goodbye Earl Ciel and Earl Alois."

"Bye Lady (y/n)," the two Earls say at the same time and then look at each other with deep hatred. You walk off with Jerrod as thunder booms. He helps you into the carriage and sits by you. You lean on the window and watch as rain begins to fill your sight.

*time skip*

You sit at the grand piano late at night. Everyone is asleep, except for you. You can't stop thinking about your parents, Lucy, living dolls, and catchy songs that cause death. You hit the keys of the piano hard. It was so aggravating!

Your parents would be alright if you didn't black out, Lucy was right there in front of you, and it all made Cole go insane. You keep telling yourself that it was all your fault. It wasn't of course, you just need someone to blame and you don't know who the killers are so you are the last target.

Tears fall from your big, beautiful, (e/c) eyes and onto the keys of the piano. You sigh and begin to play. It is the only thing you can do now. You play. Your fingers dancing among the keys.