7/24/17

Death’s Little Shadow (Black Butler Various x Oc)

Chapter One-

Run. That was the only thought running through her mind at the moment as she ran through the woods. The night sky not giving her any help in trying to find a place to hide. She knew that if she stopped now, they would surely get to her. She would do whatever it took to leave that horrid place, even if it meant death.

 Don't look back. Those words, along with others, repeated at the back of her mind. Blaring like alarms throughout her mind not letting her think of anything else. The teen knew if that she didn't listen it, it would just be the end of her.

 Don't think. She would want to go back for the others; the ones who had risked their lives for her, her family. She would start to feel the pain, physically and emotionally, if she did. Gnawing at her all over, not sparing her any mercy. The teen's eyes widened as she saw a clearing, leading towards the streets of London. Little puffs of air shot out of her mouth as she kept going, trying with all her might not to screw things up.

 Hide. That's all she can do at the moment. No matter how bad she wanted to do otherwise. Go back for the ones that risked their lives, to stop it all; this madness that had spiraled out of control all because of them. She knew she wouldn't be able to keep running for long. She looked around; it was hard to see with only a few street lamps to help.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The teen stopped running as the noise rang through the air without a single protest.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The girl realized as she looked up that she was almost at the heart of London. Where it would be easier to hide until she could go back and finally end it all.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The tower, also known as Big Ben, had it's hands showing that it was midnight. Every single detail of the ancient tower becoming sketched into her mind at that moment.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 She could hear voices coming her way. It was them. The ones that she was running from. The ones that had ruined her life. The ones that started it all.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The young woman started to run although her body protested. She knew even if she cried for help no one would help her. It wouldn't be the first time it's happened.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 She had barely ran a block from where she was standing just moments before when a hand grabbed her; forcing her into an alleyway.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The girl opened her eyes; not realizing when she had closed them. It took every inch of her will to look at who or what had grabbed her. She knew it would either be the beginning of a new journey or the end of her doom.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 She found herself staring back at lime-green eyes that seemed to glow in the dead of night. They were staring at her in a way that made her feel as if they were looking into her soul, trying to find out her deepest, darkest secrets.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The young woman was trapped in between the mysterious man's arms, her back against a brick wall. Caging her into what would be either the help she needed-no, was dying to get, or the inevitable death that she would be forever running from. The girl's breathing hitched when she heard the voices in a far off distance. Calling her, trying to bring her back. Wanting to draw her towards them just to drag her back to where they came from. The man seemed to realize this too as he smirked at her deviously.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 "I would like you to be my new assistant. My previous assistant was by no means fun and went away." The mysterious man whispered into her ear, being too close for her comfort.

 "What?!" She replied, being careful as to not get caught. She didn't really know what to say. I don't even know this guy! He could be a killer for all I know! The  young woman thought as her heart was beating erratically. Not letting her be able to think clearly from how loud it sounded to her. "If you don't tell me your answer by the last strike of the bell I will let those people know you're right here. That wouldn't be much fun now would it?" Every and every word the mysterious man said made the young woman's eyes widened. She needed to be quick about making her decision but it had to be a good one as well. As the girl was having an inner war with herself, she failed to realize that the voices were getting nearer and nearer.

 Anything is better than going back there, she thought. But what happens if  this is worse?! Her mind was spinning. "What will it be?" The man asked, seeming to enjoy the fear radiating off of the poor girl. Anything beats going back to that place. As she opened her mouth to make her decision, she was interrupted by the people that were looking for her.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

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An excerpt from an unknown book:

It’s all your fault. You’re the one that pushed them away. You can never just let anybody in.

I cried as the words kept repeating in my head. They were right. It’s all my fault. I always do this. I have no one to blame but myself...

They were there for you. Why did you let them go? Why did you say all of those hurtful things? Don’t you care?

I do care.... But I just... I was just so afraid. I was afraid of losing them that I thought that I should just never have them in order for it to not happen. During that time I felt they just never cared.... I was so wrong. 

You’re a monster. A disgrace.

Those two sentences seem to be screaming at me in my mind as I look at myself in the mirror.

It would be better if you could just die. Everyone would just be happier without you.

As my once silent tears turn into loud sobs I contemplate whether or not I should finally give in. Holding the razer as it seems to be encouraging me to give it all the power it needs to carry out the deadly deed.

Nobody will be hurt when you leave. No one will be sad.

Right before I do the deadly thing a thought shoots across my mind...

Please.... Someone.... Anyone... Help

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“You were the only one I could count on.”

“No. I wasn’t.” I hate how he couldn’t just understand that. I hate how he makes it seem that he needs me. Like if I’m not there he’ll die.... And to think I used to like him. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate him... I just don’t want to have anything to do with him right now.

“What do you mean?” I read as he responds to my text.

“I am not the only one. You have a family. A mom, a dad, and you have siblings. You have other friends beside me. So just leave me alone.” As I send it, I contemplate whether or not it was the right way to go. I did mean what I said.... but I also didn’t. I did mean it when I said I wasn’t the only one. What I didn’t mean was when I told him I wanted to be left alone. I just wanted us to go back to the way things used to be. Before all of this mess came to be.

“Goodbye.”

Before I can get a reply I block him. As the phone becomes blurry I realize that I’m crying.... I wish this never happened.

Special thanks to @writing-is-ruining-my-life for the awesome prompt!

Dialogue Prompt

“You were the only one I could count on.”

“No. I wasn’t.”

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Him. I remember the first time I had met him. I’m not counting the times I saw him around; I’m talking about the first time I actually talked to him. At that time, I hated him. He would always make me mad. Calling me a bitch and pointing out everything I did. From something I had said or simply walking.

Overtime as me and him got to talk more without anyone else around.... I found out we had tons of things in common. (Which was surprising since we were total opposites. Me being the one that got A’s and B’s and him always getting into fights.) He had made me feel like I didn’t need to try so hard. That if those around me really did care about me then they would accept me and all of my faults.

Thinking back, I remember the time when he had saved me and the time he bought me a drink. We would always walk together after school but one day I had to walk by myself since he had detention. He was really upset that he couldn’t walk with me but I kept telling it was fine. While I was walking by myself there were these two guys that were walking not far behind me. I didn’t really pay attention to them until they had started throwing rocks. At first, they weren’t directed towards me but then some of them started to get larger and near my head. 

I turned around and I saw him. He came running as fast as he could. By the time he came up to me the guys were already gone but he was still worried about me. He had asked me if I was okay and then got mad, saying that he should’ve just came with me. By then I had realized that he got out of detention early. I asked him how he did it and he replied by simply saying he couldn’t go that day, giving me a mischievous smirk as he finished his reply. 

Now, when I said he bought me a drink. I don’t mean alcohol. He bought me tea from a gas station we would walk by every day after school... and every time we would pass the gas station he would always try to buy me something. It would usually end with me buying my own drink or having a water for our walk but... that time was different. I really really wanted something to drink and by the time I was grabbing out my money he paid for my tea right in front of me. I tried paying him back but he just gave it back to me....

I had seen his smile nearly every day for as long as I could remember every time I saw him, but I never realized how different it made me feel. He was a good friend, but I had always looked for something new and something exciting. I wanted something... something more than what this small town could offer. But I was starting to think that just maybe he was one of the things I’d be willing to keep from all the humdrum monotony.

But.... I realized this too late when I found out that I could never see him again...

Special thanks to @promptsforthestrugglingauthor for this cool prompt!

Writing Prompt #256

I had seen his smile nearly every day for as long as I could remember, but I never realized how different it made me feel. He was a good friend, but I had always looked for something new and something exciting. I wanted something something more than what this small town could offer. But I was starting to think that just maybe he was one of the things I’d be willing to keep from all the humdrum monotony.

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Missing You

I miss you so much.

I wish I could see you a bunch.

But I have to ask...

Do you miss me too? ‘Cause to me, all of our good memories are in the past.

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If you had not suffered as you had, there would be no depth to you as a human being, no humility, no compassion.

Eckhart Tolle (via purplebuddhaquotes)