You Saved Me. Ciel x Reader. 1

You were sitting in darkness, your knees pulled into your chest and your arms wrapped loosely around them. Just like everyday. On occasion, the men in the white coats would come and blindfold you. They'd take you to a bright room and start poking around your body with sharp objects you couldn't see. When they first started to experiment on you, you screamed loudly, crying bloody murder. But now, there was just an unpleasant grunt or two. No benefit would come from you screaming. They'd just cram something into your mouth and you'd be stuck like that until they were finished.

You were confined to this cell ever since your mother passed away seven years ago. You were thrown to the streets like garbage and some men captured you and threw you into this cell. At first you were sent to a man who was very overweight, blond hair and wore a smug grin. They sent you to him, and he would touch you. Not in ways that a parent would touch you or a friend. He touched you in a nasty, disgusting way. The kind that gave you shivers and wanted to melt your skin off. But all he would ever do was touch you. Occasionally he would make you take off your clothes, and stand there and gawk at your underage body. It was disgusting. A terrible disgusting feeling.

Then after a while, you stopped seeing that horrid man, and started seeing the men in white coats...

You slowly took your hands off your knees and stared at them. Being in the dark for so long, you practically had the eyes of an owl. Your hands were dirty. Grimy and battered, they looked old long before their time. You placed the upon the cold stone ground and rubbed them back and forth, feeling the dirty floor.

You grit your teeth and take your long unclipped nails, and jammed them into your thigh, instantly scraping through the skin and causing blood to spill. Shrouded in darkness all the time, the only way you could ever even prove your existence was to cause pain. The pain that the men in white coats caused wasn't the same. It was the same familiar feelings. They always cut into the same places. When they cut you can't even feel the slice, or the blood that spills over. It became a familiar feeling.

The main door creaking open distracting you from your thoughts. The light from outside temporarily blinded you. A gruff voice spoke, "Girl, come with us."

You stood, slowly, your legs shaking as you walked. What could these people want? They weren't blinding you like usual, so were you not going to the experimenting table again? They led you down a long white hallway. There were a few turns here and there until they led you into a large room with red padded carpet and red walls. A desk sat at the front of the room with a large window.

"How dare you bring her in that condition? She's even bleeding." A loud voice boomed. You looked over and saw the man... That man that use to touch you. Your eyes grew in fear as you remembered the things he did. As if noticing you for the first time the two men who brought me here looked down at your bleeding thigh.

"We're terribly sorry sir!" They bowed deeply.

The loud voice spoke again. "Are you sure you want her? She's a mess she is. Plus they've done experiments on her and everything."

A younger, softer voice spoke. "I'll take her." You looked to the other side of the room and saw a boy probably no older than you siting in a chair. He had a bored and slightly irritated look on his face. He had short blue-ish green hair and wore a black eye patch around his left eye. The other eye was a dark teal color and he wore clothes of a high class. Well then again, to you, anything other than the rags you were wearing looked like high class.

"Are you sure sir? I mean, she's been used and been cut into." He gestured to the scars and stitches on your body. "She isn't worthy of someone of your stature."

"I said I'd take her. Don't make me repeat myself a third time." Even though he was a mere child his voice was strong.

The man looked careful and fearful. "Y-yes sir." The two men standing beside you grabbed you by the arms and threw you before the young boy. You looked up and noticed another man standing on his right side. He had a strong lean figure. He had blood wine eyes and black hair that matched his equal black outfit. A butler's outfit.

"What's your name?" the boy asked, narrowing his eyes at you.

"...(y/n)..." You said slowly, your voice weak from not using it in so long.

"Alright..." He turned to his butler. "Sebastian, let's go..."

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Once you were outside, it was a dark and gloomy night. You were following the young boy and his butler, Sebastian, outside to a fancy looking carriage.

Sebastian opened the door and the boy stepped inside. You just stood there. A few seconds went by and he looked at you expectantly. "Are you coming?"

You didn't know what to answer so you just stepped inside. The boy watched you as you stepped in and sat down. To be honest his gaze made you a little uncomfortable, so you changed your look to the world outside. The carriage rolled and bumped on the ground.

After a long ride the carriage slowed in front of a large mansion. You eyed it in awe and shock. Did this boy live here? Then your mind flashed to his parents. There's no way he could run this manor by himself... could he? The world has changed a lot from what you use to know.

Once it was fully halted, the boy stepped out with the help of Sebastian and then you got out as well. They started walking towards the white mansion and you followed a couple of feet behind.

"Master Ciel!" Your head snapped towards the voice and saw a older man with young boyish features bouncing towards you all.

"Finnian, what are you doing outside? It's about to rain." The boy known as Ciel said.

"Oh a little rain never hurt me." As if he said the magic word a few droplets started to fall.

Ciel muttered, "Damn." And ran for the house.

Finnian just stood there waving his hand. He looked at you and his face looked confused. "Well hello. Who are you?"

Just when you were about to answer Ciel called for you. "Girl! Come on! It would be troublesome if you caught a cold!" You nodded at him, though he probably couldn't see you through the now heavy rain and ran for the door where Sebastian and Ciel stood waiting.

Once you were inside the manor you stood soaking wet. Ciel sighed. "Sebastian, take her to get a bath. Wait, send for Mey-Rin. She might feel more comfortable with her." He looked at you for conformation, but you would not look him in the eye. He turned back to his butler and said, "After that, send her to her room, bring her a warm meal and then send her to bed."

The butler bowed on one knee and put his arm across his chest saying, "Yes. My lord."