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Chapter 52: Hope Is Gone
I awoke the next morning around noon, much to my shock. I grabbed my phone and held it between both my hands as I watched the clock in shock.
"I-I slept that long?" I gasped.
"You sure did," came Nana's giggling voice.
I glanced over at the human doll as she sat on the edge of my bed before falling backwards, her head no resting on my legs as she stared up at me. A smirk crawled onto Nana's face, her gray eyes suddenly full of mischief.
"What were you doing up so late with Sebastian, Emilie?"
My face must have been as red as a tomato because it was burning and Nana began laughing. I looked away, glaring out the window near my bed.
"We didn't do anything like that, you perv," I muttered.
"That's not what your expression is saying," Nana said through fits of laughter.
I placed both my hands over her mouth. "Shut up! It wasn't like that!"
Nana just continued to laugh as my face grew hotter and hotter. Finally, she stopped and was now just smiling up at me.
"Done?" I asked.
"Good," I said and moved my hands away from her mouth. I leaned against the bed frame as Nana rolled over on my bed, now laying on her stomach.
"So, what did happen last night?" Nana asked curiously.
I sighed. "You know, for a doll that's over a century old, you act just like a typical teenage girl. Wanting to know all the details about your friend's love life."
"Because it's interesting. Now tell me, please?"
"I-it was nothing worth mentioning," I stuttered, my face turning crimson for the second time. I looked away from Nana's intent gaze, too embarrassed to meet it. "Just typical things."
Nana cocked her head to the side without saying a word, a huge smile on her face. For a second, she reminded me of Undertaker.
I grabbed my pillow and threw it at Nana. "I'm not going to tell you anything else," I said.
"Aw~" Nana whined. "That wasn't good enough! That was nothing!"
I chuckled and got out of bed. I headed to the bathroom in our hotel room and locked the door behind me. I walked to the large mirror occupy the wall over the sink counter and moved my long, brown locks away from my neck. The bite mark from the vampire yesterday was now a small bruise on my neck. I grimaced at the image before putting my hair to cover the marks once again.
I thought back on what Sebastian had told me last night.
As our lips pulled apart, Sebastian ran his fingers along the puncture wounds on my neck. He glared, his eyes flashing into their demonic form for a split second before returning back to their mahogany color.
"Hide these marks from everyone," Sebastian muttered.
"Don't they already know?" I asked.
He shook his head. "When I brought you here, I did not tell them what happened to you. They merely believe you were attacked by the vampire, but not bitten."
I nodded and Sebastian brought his lips back to mine.
"Forgive me," he whispered against my lips once ours had parted.
"Forgive you?" I asked, but Sebastian merely kissed me again.
I'll keep this mark hidden as I said, but what did Sebastian apologize for? I turned on the shower, the hot water already steaming up the bathroom as I undressed and took a quick glimpse into the mirror. Even though the mirror was now fogged up and my reflection was now muffled, I could still see my golden eyes staring back at me.
Is Sebastian apologizing for not protecting me more? Yeah, that must be it.
I nodded and climbed into the shower, instantly becoming soaked.
(Drew P. O. V)
I sat in my private office, staring out at the bright blue sky outside. There was not a single cloud, and yet I felt the sun was not as bright as it could have been. The grass was not as green as I wanted, the lake outside my window not beautiful enough. Everything in the world seemed dull and unappealing. Was it always like this?
No. It wasn't. It is only like this when Emilie is not by my side.
I sighed and grabbed the gold frames picture on my desk. I smiled at the beauty it beheld and felt the sharp pain in my heart return just by looking at her. I know doing this will only torture me, but I can not stay away from her. She is the girl who holds my heart, my soul, my very being in the palm of her hands.
I glanced back out my window, my desire to bring Emilie back to me growing stronger, but I had to wait just a bit longer. This time, I would let her discover the truth and come to me on her own will.
(Emilie P. O. V)
As I got out the shower, I noticed Nana was looking around for something.
"What are you looking for?" I asked curiously as I dried my hair with a fluffy white towel.
Nana looked under my bed briefly before looking at me. "The diary," she said. "Valerie's diary. Where is it?"
"Huh? It should be under my pillow," I said before running over to my bed and pulled away the pillows, but there was nothing underneath them. My eyes widened in shock. Where had it disappeared to?
"I wanted to read some of it," Nana said and continued to look around. "But I can't find it." Nana began sounding hysterical, tears swelling up in her eyes. "We can't lost that, Emilie. That's the only thing left of Valerie. The only thing I have left of her! I gave it to Undertaker to take care of, I don't want to lose it now that we have it."
"Calm down," I said, trying to remain calm myself. "I mean, it couldn't have gotten far. Maybe it just fell of the bed or something. It has to be in this room."
Nana nodded and we searched for about twenty minutes, but came up empty. I sighed in irritation as I lifted up my mattress a bit, but saw nothing there either.
Just then, my mind remembered something and I gasped, my body jolting up right.
"Emilie?" Nana asked.
"That bastard!" I shouted. "He tricked me!"
"Who?" Nana asked, but I was already out of the room and running down the hall towards where the guys were.
As I approached, Ciel and Sebastian were just leaving the room. They turned to me as I stopped running. I glared at Sebastian, ignoring Ciel, and stuck my hand out like a child asking for her toy back.
"The diary," I said, knowing damn well Sebastian knew what I was talking about. "Give it back."
"What are you saying, Milady?" Sebastian asked, playing dumb.
"You know what I'm talking about!" I said angrily. I can't believe I was tricked so easily! Damn it! I feel like a giant idiot! A giant, gullible idiot!
Ciel looked at me sternly. "Maybe Sebastian knows what you are talking about, but I don't," he said. "What is this diary you are talking about?"
I dropped my hand and crossed my arms over my chest as I glanced away from both demons. "It's something very important to me at the moment." I stared sternly into Sebastian's eyes. "And I need it back right now! I know you have it!"
Sebastian's face remained emotionless at he stared at me. It was hard to believe this was the same demon who had been with me last night. Then again, that was just it, wasn't it? Sebastian is a demon. A creature of lies and deceit.
I huffed. "We'll talk about this later," I said before looking at Ciel. "Where were you two going anyways?"
"We were going to see if we could gather any information about the attacks."
"Mind if I join?" I asked, not wanting to stay here bored at the hotel, and also not wanting to let Sebastian out of my sight. What if he had the diary with him and ended up burning it or something when he left the hotel? I couldn't risk that.
Ciel shook his head. "You were attacked yesterday, we can't risk anymore injuries to befall you."
"I'll be fine," I assured.
But the small demon was persistent. "Stay here," he said in an ordering tone.
I cringed at his tone just as the two demons turned away from me and walked off. I watched them go, my body frozen in place. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak. I suddenly felt like a lost child. My heart ached a bit, but I ignored the sensation I had been fighting ever since I began to grow apart from Sebastian.
As Sebastian and Ciel disappeared from my sight, I turned and went back to my room, but not to stay there. No way.
As I entered the room, I put on my sweater and my black boots. Nana watched me curiously as I quickly combed through my brown hair.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I know who has the diary, and I want it back," I said.
"Who?" Nana asked eagerly.
"Sebastian," I admitted.
Nana gasped. "Sebastian? No! He can't have that diary!"
I nodded. "That's why I'm going to get it back," I said and left the room.
I walked out into London's misty airs and looked around, but saw no sign of Ciel or Sebastian. I sighed and suddenly got this strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was a feeling I had only gotten a few times in the past, and that was when Romeo had first come back, and when Jonathan and I had gone to see my grandmother.
I could sense Sebastian and Ciel.
I cheered in my thoughts and was about to follow the feeling, when I felt my sweater pocket get heavier. I glanced down curiously and my golden eyes locked with a pair of orange ones. My chibi father peaked up at me from my pocket.
I chuckled. "Let's go," I said and began following my instincts.
I ran down street after street, my feeling in my stomach growing stronger and stronger as I came closer to the whereabouts of the two demons. Finally, I ended up at a dark alley. I swallowed down the lump in my throat as I recalled the incident from last night. I shook my head quickly to get rid of that thought and entered the alleyway.
I looked around, clearly confused. My instincts told me Ciel and Sebastian were here, but I saw nothing.
"Where could they have gone?" I whispered.
My father floated out of my pocket and flew ahead of me. I walked after him and watched as he hovered over a large, metal circle. The entrance to a sewer would be underneath. That must be where they had gone to.
My father and I exchanged a brief glance before looking back at the metal lid. What was down there? What if the thing was crawling with demons? I was only about to sense Ciel and Sebastian because I spent so much time with them, I couldn't sense any other demons if there were any. What if I were attacked like last night? What if I got hurt badly?
Fear suddenly gripped me tightly, not wanting to let go. I suddenly felt unable to protect myself.
My father watched me, worry in his eyes like it always is. That seems to be all I am able to give him. I'm such a bad daughter.
My father flew back to me and gripped the hood of my sweater. He began tugging on it and I followed him out of the dark alley and into the sun's light once more. My legs were shaking, and I felt like a complete idiot as I tried to stop the trembling. I wandered over to the corner of the street where a bench was and sat there.
"I'm back to being a weakling it seems," I said as my father sat on my lap. "I can't even bring myself to open the lid, let alone go in. What's happening to me?" I sighed.
I felt like I was in a bad dream. A very bad dream. I feel like I'm not in reality, like all of this can't be happening.
I sighed, feeling really disappointed in myself. I came to save the diary, but all I'm doing is cowering in fear.
As I sat on the bench, all gloomy, a soft tune began filling the air around me. I looked around curiously, searching for the person on the violin, but saw no one. That's when something flickered in the corner of my eyes. When I looked, I saw a swarm of golden butterflies flying up towards the sky in a beautiful row. They now looked like golden flower petals being blown in a gentle breeze. I watched in awe as I realized the melody was somehow coming from them.
I smiled and closed my eyes, listening to the beautiful music.
(Drew P. O. V)
I played my violin, sending the music to Emilie through my many golden messengers. I played for her the new song I had created. A song specifically for her, but it was not like the lullaby she knew so well. This melody was faster and less soft. A song to lift her spirits instead of calm her to sleep.
I smiled as I played. I watched the mirror as it portrayed Emilie staring curiously at all the butterflies. A sweet smile crossed her face, a smile that hitched my breathing and made my heart jump. It was such a beautiful smile, I wanted to see it forever. Emilie closed her eyes, that lovely smile still on her soft lips as she listened to the rest of my song.
She shouldn't be afraid. I will always be there to protect her the moment her demon runs off. I will always be watching over Emilie like her guardian angel, for I am the one she should truly be with. I am the one who truly loves her.
(Emilie P. O. V)
The melody came to a slow halt, and as I opened my eyes, I felt my body fill with a sudden confidence. I stood up quickly, my father in my hands, and ran back to the alleyway. I glanced down at the sewer lid and crouched down as I struggled to remove it.
I groaned as I tried with all my strength to lift the heavy thing. It barely budged at first, but finally, little by little, it came off. I smiled triumphantly and peaked down into the darkness below. I looked at my father and nodded with courage. I began climbing down the many metal stairs leading down into the sewer, but there were not enough steps to reach all the way to the bottom. I cursed in my thoughts and took in a breathe of strength before I jumped down from high up. I landed safely on the path right by the fowl smelling river.
I covered my nose as my father joined me and hid within my hair to hide from the putrid smell.
"Why would anyone want to be down here?" I whispered as I followed my senses to find Ciel and Sebastian.
I took a right, then a left, then another right. As I went deeper and deeper into the sewer, I noticed it was getting darker and darker as well, but I still continued on. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and used the light from the screen to light my way as I walked.
There was suddenly murmurs as I approached someplace. I stopped in my tracks and listened carefully, trying to see if I could understand what was being said a bit.
"So you have heard nothing?" a voice I recognized as Ciel's asked someone.
"Nothing," came a female voice. Female? Why would any woman want to be down in this disgusting place? Even I wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible.
"You must have heard something," Ciel said. "You monitor this whole place, I know that for a fact."
"Fine. You want information, you can have information," the female said. "But. . ." she trailed off and when she spoke again, her voice was full of seduction. "I want something from the handsome man standing next to you."
Without realizing it, my feet had brought me closer to the voices and that's why I could hear them so clearly. I pressed against a wall, knowing well that Ciel, Sebastian, and that female were just around this corner. I peaked around the corner the best I could without putting too much of my head out and saw who Ciel was talking to.
A very beautiful woman with glossy light brown, almost blonde, curls was sitting on a pipe above Sebastian and Ciel's head. Her playful, lust filled pink eyes were glued on Sebastian, a flirtatious smile on her cherry red lips.
I watched, my heart racing as I waited to see what would happen.
Sebastian chuckled and looked up at the beautiful woman. "Is that all?" he asked. "So be it."
The woman's smile grew, revealing perfect white teeth. She jumped down from where she was sitting, her black pumps hardly making any noise on the cement as she landed and walked over to Sebastian. She stroked one of the handsome demon's cheeks before bringing his face close to hers and . . .
My heart instantly sank at that moment, and I noticed angrily that I had been holding onto a sliver of hope this whole time. A hope that Sebastian still actually loved me, but now, that hope was gone. I looked away from the passionate kiss being exchanged just as Ciel turned and began walking to where I was. I heard a moan escape the female's lips, and even one from Sebastian, and I couldn't take it.
Before Ciel could notice I was there, I ran back to where I had come from and jumped up to get a hand on the ladder. I climbed out of the sewer and closed it again before storming away, tears streaming down both my cheeks.
I'm an idiot, that's all I am. A stupid girl who got swept off her feet by a damn demon. Drew was right. Jasper was right. My grandmother was right.
As I walked down the sidewalk, a golden butterfly landed on my right shoulder. I glanced at it curiously and brought my hand to touch it, but as I did, it dispersed into a million golden sparkles. I let my hand drop and sighed as I began moving my feet again to return back to the hotel.
I have a feeling a lot of people are angry at me for making the little love moment between Sebastian and Emilie end so quickly. Well, sorry, but I need to do that. It plays a huge role if they are fighting. Please review, look forward to the next chapter, and I hope you all enjoyed this one.