Violet Dreams

A knock sounded at the Phantomhive manor, as the Blackwells waited to be let in.

"Why do I have to wear this dress? I absolutely hate them!" I complained, fidgeting with my frilly attire.

"You have too, because no matter how much I hate for that beautiful dress to touch your disgusting skin, it is required that you appear proper in front of the Earl. This business deal is very important to your mother and I, and you will not ruin it!" My foster dad snarled, upset that I had spoken out of turn.

"Yes father, sorry, father." I whispered, lowering my head. If it was so important to them, why did they bring me along then? How they viewed it, was that I would ruin everything.

My foster sisters snickered openly at me, loving the fact my 'father' had scolded me.

I hid behind my hair, creating a black veil between myself from the family. I hated associating with these people. I didn't want anything to do with them! After what happened to me last year limited my choices on a family who would adopt me though.

I remember the day I was sent home with them, smiling faces greeted me and I was hugged, they made me feel safe. That soon changed. I was never happy, and that made my 'parents' turn bitter. It didn't take much for the evil duo that were my sisters to set them against me. Victoria and Genevieve always plotted ways to get our parents to hate me; they would give themselves bruises and cuts, and then say that I had done it to them. Of course that wasn't enough for the little brats; they convinced my parents that I cheated in school, whored around and stole all of their boyfriends.

I was spared thinking any more about how miserable my life was, when the grand doors were opened, revealing a butler dressed in black. My sisters and mother goggled at him, probably because of the fact of how handsome he was.

"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Blackwell. Please, do come in." The butler bowed, stepping aside to let us all in. "Miss. Blackwell", he nodded as Victoria, Genevieve and I walked in. "May I take your coats Miss?" He questioned, holding out his arm.

My fellow females giggled, Genevieve and my mom wishing they had worn a coat. They looked at Victoria enviously as she took hers off.

"Yes," Victoria said, "Thank you Mr….?" She wondered biting her lip, acting as if she had forgotten, even though we could all tell she was asking for his name.

"Mr. Michaelis, Sebastian, if you prefer." Sebastian told her.

She smiled, and flipped back her golden locks, earning me a mouthful of hair. I gagged and saw the corner of Sebastian's mouth quirk up at the corners,
causing me to glare at the ground.

He set her coat gently on a hook next to the door, then turned to face us. "Now, if you'll follow me, I will show you all to the study. The Earl is waiting for you." The butler informed us.

He walked off, expected to be followed. I would have stayed behind just to show him that not everything would go his way, if not for my family dragging me along and telling me to behave.

In not too long, we ended up in front of a door, on which the butler rapped on.

"Come in." Came a muffled reply and Sebastian led us all in. Well, at least he led me in. My parents and siblings ran in, nearly trampling the poor man before us.

I just shook my head," Typical" I muttered to myself, before I was showed in.

I looked at the room. Bookshelves lined one wall, arm chairs were centered in the middle of the room, and an ebony desk was in the far right corner facing the window. Behind it was a young man at the age of 13, the same as me. This couldn't possibly be the Earl, could he? He was too young!

He stood up and greeted us, "Welcome to my home, I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive. You must be the Blackwells. Please, take a seat." He said, then sat back down in his chair, smiling pleasantly

Everyone did as was suggested, then my mother and father talked about business. My sisters just flirted with Sebastian every time he happened to be in the room. Myself? I zoned out, thinking about what my life would be like if nothing had happened that fateful night. I was finally brought back to reality as the two head of houses shook hands on some deal that would probably benefit both companies in the future.

"Thank you sir, this will be great for both of us, I assure you." thanked adamantly.

"That, I am sure of. If it did not, then this would not be happening, don't you agree?" Sir Phantomhive replied.

"Now, do you remember what else I mentioned in my letter, the other reason as to my coming? What I asked about for my daughter?"

My ears perked up at this. Who was he talking about? And why did I have a feeling this was the reason I was brought here?

"I have considered it, and thought this was a great idea. I will accept her as one of my maids. Meylene could certainly need the help." Ciel said, returning to company paperwork, on which I assume he was doing before our meeting.

"What is he talking about dad?" I asked, even though I was 99% sure I was going to become a servant under a kid my age. How fantastic is that? Not one bit fantastic, I was sure.

He glanced at me happily, for the first time in a long while and confirmed my suspicions, "You are going to work for the Earl as a maid from now on. Serves you right after what you put my family! My poor girls, oh what trouble you have put them through!"

I was put up with the way I was treated, and after keeping all my emotions in a bottle for so long, I just blew up,"I have done nothing to those brats you call children! How can you not tell that your own offspring are lying, self absorbed, jerks who hate me! They've done nothing but torment me since the day I was brought home!" I fumed.

"How dare you say that about your own family! You insolent little-"

"Just shut up! I'm saying that because it's true! You are just too blind to see it! And just so you know, you are not my family!"

There was a collective gasp around the room, and my father's face hardened.

"Come on, let's go everybody. You heard her, we aren't her family. There's no longer a reason for us to stay here." My former foster father said, rounding everyone out of the room, "Thank you once again Earl."

The door shut behind them, as I stood there, slowly calming down. I looked at my new boss and co-worker who were trying to repress grins. I sighed in defeat. I guess life would get even weirder from here on out. Oh, I guess I forgot to mention something. Yes, my name was what I forgot to mention. My name is Violet.