Hey everyone :) so I know I haven't updated... At all, and its really just a lot of things were going on but I'm planning ontrying to update :) thank you all for following, bb is the best c:

Chapter 6:

"Very well," Ciel said impatiently. "I don't have all day for this I have things to do, Sebastian" he turned towards the door having found Sebastian already holding the door for his "young master."

We walked to the carriage, Ciel, not in any way seemingly distracted by the confusing information Undertaker expressed, and me completely fixated on Sebastian. Studying him, clumsily walking in his direction, avoiding eye contact, in no way ignoring each his cultivating presence. Why do I even pay mind to this stranger, I should be afraid, I should run, hide, something. Who knows what he's hiding. But where would I go? No way this is a dream... I have nothing else to do but wait. As I walked past Sebastian I felt an odd, in no way painful feeling on my hip where the piercing pain had made itself known. I touched it rapidly as if to protect it, oddly as an instinct. As I did this he looked away toward a random direction, to what seemed to me, for no reason at all.

During the ride Ciel, a father consumed in work, played as if I was not there. I stared at him in mere confusion. Was he no longer concerned of me? A stranger in his home? Or did he already have his mind made up, what he was planning on doing to me. I needed answers, I knew I would go crazy if I went any longer in silence, waiting for what may be a certain doom, having no way in getting back to the future. I looked at Ciel impatiently, beginning to shake my leg, and bite my lip. He looked at me over the paper work in his hand and made a face of slight concern and annoyance.

"Is there something bothering you, Skarlet?" He breathed, emphasizing my name. I looked at him a bit longer in silence.

"Well," I spoke hesitantly, "aren't you concerned?" He looked at me as if I was overreacting, like he already had the problem solved. He spoke gracefully.

"Miss Skarlet, I can assure you that there is neither hurry or a matter for concern present." He smiled a small smile, a smile where, if not studied, would move someone, a crowd even. But I saw a crack in it, in a way, not a sincere smile, which I assume means he is not sure of something, something like this feels to me as though he wouldn't be comfortable with. I returned the smile, while at the same time attempting to calm my anxious habits. We rode in silence, me with the view of plantation, and Ciel with the view of his oh so important paperwork.

The carriage came to a slow halt and I knew what was waiting for me, more weird feelings and sketchy stares.

I will still be doing parts, mostly because when I write this deletes my documents so yeah. The song for this chapter is crooked young by bring me the horizon c: