Episode 5 Continued - The Mark of the Eye
“Alright, Sebastian, that’s enough,” I stated emotionlessly.
He just stood from kneeling, all of my cousins, aunt, and uncle piled up in a corner and breathing uneasily.
“Ah, but, master, I just started!” He smiled over at me. “Can’t I have a little fun every once and a while?”
I just stood from my table, stepping over to him as he kept smiling. “I let you have your fun when you murdered that ‘Clington’ guy a week ago. And look at them.” I just smiled, watching the horror bleeding through their expressions. “So puny and weak, little babies that can’t handle going out in the sun, do you really think you can much fun with these weaklings?”
Sebastian just chuckled, and I stepped over to them, kneeling in front of Matilda.
“The look on your faces,” I said distastefully, glaring at them as my marked eye glowed dangerously, “just because Sebastian showed you his demon eyes. He didn’t even hurt you, and you act as if your life flashed before your eyes.”
I caught Matilda’s chin, shoving her face to mine as she cried out. “You wonder the reason why Madam Beham chose my family instead of yours? It’s because we’re strong, willed, and intelligent. We don’t show fear in the reflection of the devil’s eyes. You on the other hand are weak little children.” I threw her back, and she cried out, clashing with her older sister.
“I bet you cry every time someone tells you no,” I continued. “I bet you whine when you don’t get what you want.”
“And you don’t…?” Minister Curtis breathed shakily, and the moment my eyes locked on his, he shrank back.
I glared, and they all whimpered. “No, uncle. I was gone for two years, remember? Vanished randomly at age fifteen and magically came back at seventeen. Let alone with a butler that you’d never seen in your life. Do you know what I was doing all that time?”
“You…” Beth said shakily, “you said that you were on a trip… because of school.”
“And you believed her?” grandmother said from the other end of the table. “If you knew the Phantomhives as well as I did, you would understand that they were excellent liars, Beth Ann.”
“But you said nothing, mama!” Beth cried, gazing up at Madam Beham. “You knew something was off about her and you said nothing?”
Beham just narrowed her eyes. “Yumi is the only granddaughter that has my blood from her father. I trust her completely. Her older sister never belonged to him, let alone me. Yumi Phantomhive had the manor in her name the moment she was born. Not you. And yet you decided to bully her ever since childbirth? Now, I taught you lessons, Beth Ann. This is why the manor was sent to your brother, not you.”
Madam Beth just breathed shakily, clutching her husband’s shirt as she gazed up at me. “If not school… then where…?”
“Are you that stupid?” I snapped back, eyes sharpening. “I was kidnapped, you loon! By a monster in black! I was tortured for years while you sat on your husband’s lap and ate cakes and tea! Not one of you tried to find me! Only mama did!”
“Kidnapped?” Matilda echoed, brows drawing together. “Tortured?”
“She was, indeed,” Sebastian butted in then, making all of us look to him, but he just smiled slightly. “By a circus, no less. Forced into a freak show because of her scarred eye that you knew very well about.” He stepped closer, and they all shrank back, whimpering. “They did things to her that not one of you could think of.”
I felt his hand slide around me and skim down the front of my throat, running along a small scar from my trauma—when they tried to cut open my throat to get to my vocal cords.
I glanced up at him then, wondering where he was going with this.
Sebastian just smiled and adjusted my hair over my shoulder, looking back at them. “I heard her call for help, and I came. So I murdered them all and signed a contract with her.”
“You gave him your soul?” Madam Beth said. “For what?”
“Oh, that’s classified information,” I stated then, smiling now. “That none of you lowly lifeforms could do anything with but gossip.”
They all just breathed shakily.
I leaned down then, and they shrank back as I sharpened my glare to a murderous one, and I could feel Sebastian’s demonic aura swarm around me.
“Now you should think twice before trying to defy me, understand?” I clenched my teeth. “You bullied me for years, and now you know that I can kill you in seconds. You are WORTHLESS WORMS. So get out of my manor and never come back.”
I stepped back then, and they kept shrunk in the corner, shaking heavily.
“Didn’t you hear my master?” Sebastian said then, pupils slitting as his eyes glowed red. “LEAVE.”
They all scrambled up, crying out as they ran off together, tumbling out the doors of the dining room.
I just stood fully and glanced over at my grandmother, and Sebastian just slipped my eye patch from his jacket pocket and covered my eyes, tying it gracefully behind me seconds later.
“You’re very insightful, mama,” I smiled then, “I didn’t know that you were acting, too.”
She just set her elbows on the table, twining her fingers and resting her chin on them. “I wasn’t entirely acting, Yumi, dear. I do love you very much. You’re my favorite grandchild, you know.”
“Really?” Sebastian said then, tone dripping with sarcasm. “Why ever could that be? All your other grandchildren are… lovely figures.”
“Oh, don’t even get me started,” she scoffed, rolling her eyes. “I knew they’ve been bullying you for a while, so I reprimand them every time. It didn’t seem to faze them, they just wanted to hurt you.” She smiled then. “But you, Yumi… are something else. So insightful and unpredictable, menacing when you want to be. You get your point across. Just like your father.” She sighed, closing her eyes as if remembering something. “And just like your grandfather.”
I lowered my lashes then, regarding her. “I changed my mind. You can stay a while longer if you really want. We have many rooms.”
Madam Beham just shook her head, sighing as she stood. “No, my dear. I think I’d be just fine staying with the others. I want to see just how much you scared them.” She laughed.
“Alright, if that’s what you want.” I gazed up at Sebastian who’d been watching me for quite some time. “Escort her out.”
He bowed slightly. “Yes, my lord.”
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