Mara: Hey, i wanted to redo both chapters so the plot changed and all the other things changed with it, but the story is still about Ciel being a sad emo and he and Sebastian get together but ya know :P

Ciel: *blushes* i don't like him

Mara:*giggles* -w- never said you did..

Sebastian: *snickers*

Ciel: ...Just get on with it *covers face*

Mara: alright alright...geesh.. Anyways disclamers will be at the end :D okay go on and read my little kittens (\(-w-)..speaking about kittens where is mine..

Pain spread threw me like a tidal wave, drowning me not letting me catch my breath. Why must this happen to me, all my failures are tailored into my mind. It mocks me every day, the crackling of the fire that killed my parents still echo's in my skull like a song on repeat. My heart clinches in my chest every time I think of them, I failed them, and I failed everyone. My eyes are always drowned in sorrow; my lips hardly pull into a real smile anymore, it's like im frozen.

It's like im not alive, but yet im still walking. How do I get out of this? Am I stuck in what people call depression, or is it a death wish? Every day is the same: Sebastian wakes me up, gives me tea, tells me my agenda, I do what is planned, eat, take a bath, and get ready for bed, Sleep.

Nothing special to get my mind off my parents, my failures and everything wrong. A sigh escapes my lips as I sit up in my empty bed. The light from the moon aluminates from the window giving me a bit of light so I could see. This room im in, it's like me in a way. It has its things to make it look alive but when night comes everything disappears making it empty inside, no sounds not even a single breath is heard.

I pull my knees to my chest as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. I can't cry, because when it starts it might not stop. I don't know what time it is, its sill night out so it might be around 12 or 1 that gives me enough time to at least do something about this feeling. Exactly what should I do to cope with this? I got off of my bed and headed toward the restroom and looked in the mirror.

All I see is failures and flaws. I gritted my teeth as I raised my hand and punched the glass mirror. The sounds of the glass hitting the floor didn't catch my attention; it's the pain coming from my hand that catches it. I see blood slowly dripping from my knuckles; a gash adoringly lain on my ring finger bleeding heavily. For a moment I felt numb, just for a split second I felt nothing, I felt like I could breath. Then it all came tumbling back to me.

I grabbed a piece of glass looking at it, curious as to what it did. What do I do with this to make me feel that again, just then an idea popped into my mind. Closing my eyes tightly I gently pushed the sharpened glass onto my wrist, quickly as if it's nothing I slid it across as fast as lightning. Blood splattered on the wall, followed by a fountain of blood drizzling to the floor hitting my feet. The warmth of my blood on my feet made everything feel real. The blood that was leaving my body gave me feeling as though im still human and that im still alive.

This feeling, I cannot explain it. It is as though I can finally be free of my torcher if only for a minute.

The next thing I knew was the glass slipping from my bloodied hands and the fuzziness covering my eyes. My head was swimming with dizziness; sweat coated my brow and the lining of my hair. My knees gave out from beneath me and I collapsed to the ground hitting my head on the counter. A pained grunt fell from my throat and out from my lips as I hit the ground.

Was I dying? Where would I go, certainly not heaven, hell maybe? But I couldn't die yet, I still had my revenge to get. I didn't mean to do the thing I did, I was lost and still am. I'm confused and still am, im a lot of things but one thing is for sure, I do not give up.

There is only two things I can do, call for Sebastian and be questioned and scolded then mocked later on or face my doom and die like a pathetic nobody.

After what felt like eternity I made up what was left of my mind. I would call Sebastian.

Just as the world around me turned black and my heart rate had slowed, the only thing escaping my lips as though they were my last, was him and only he shall be my last thought and last thing I say.

"S…Sebastian...save me."

My world now cold and lonely is only the beginning.

Mara: So guys, tell me what you think!

Ciel: why do i have to be the depressed emo!

Mara: yeah...Ciel isn't all that happy abou this...oh well you didn't agree to my last story so go suck it !

Ciel *Mumbles under breath*

Mara: *glares* What'd ya just say!

Sebastian: Now now, Mara Doesn't own My Master or My self or anything from the black butler manga or anime show.

Mara: Thanks Sebastian,... hey aren't you suppoused to be getting ready for the next chapter! Go man, GO! alrighty then guys leave me a comment and please favorite it :D i worked hard on this new ONE chapter ! Dx