I Owe You || Ciel x Reader || Sequel to Debt

Chapter. II

A/N: Hello, hello! I will just add this here, because it is important, and I can't add it to Debt. First of all, I will not be indenting the rest of the book, as it looks stupid when you're on mobile. Secondly, I will be hosting a draw to commemorate the success of Debt. I will put the rules for the draw down below, in the end author's note, and what you can win. Also, if you have been in a car crash, or know someone who was, or it's just a sensitive subject, skip past the description in italics. Now, please keep reading!

The Next Day

"What's this bullshit?! You said I'd be able to leave yesterday!" The eighteen year old said angrily to her nurse.

"I'm sorry, Miss, but I can't control when you get out. I had merely made an assumption."

"Your assumption had me ready to leave! You shouldn't make assumptions about someone's health!"

The nurse sighed, ready for her break. "Ms. (L/N), please understand I don't have the authority to release you. Believe me, I would."

The (H/C) girl sighed, and resigned, relaxing into her hospital bed. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry."

The nurse nodded curtly. "I'll make it a priority to ask Doctor Kirkland when you'll be released."

(Y/N) nodded, and thanked the nurse, before she left, leaving the teenager to her thoughts... Until two annoying guys and a girl with her hair in pigtails.

"Look, (Y/N)'s awake!" Elizabeth smiled.

"Hi, (Y/N)!" Alois said, with a smile.

"Hello!" She smiled, it was still foreign to her, having the other three remember nothing of had happened from the past couple months.

"It's chilly outside," Elizabeth said, shrugging off her cardigan.

"That's why I told you to wear a heavier jacket, you numpty." Ciel said, with a hint of what could be a smile.

"But my jackets are all bulky, and not attractive or cute!" She said, with a whiny tone.

Alois nodded solemnly, "She's right. Jackets are a pain to find."

Both Ciel and (Y/N) rolled their eyes at the melodrama coming from the two blondes.

Ciel turned to his (E/C) eyed friend, "So, (Y/N), when will you be released."

"Yesterday."

"Really?" Alois and Elizabeth both chorused, getting distracted from their conversation about cute jackets, and their practicality.

"Mon dieu! Non!" (1) She face-palmed, bewildered at the amount of denseness from the two. (Yes, you do speak French. If you didn't before, you do now.)

"Oh..." They both looked down, seemingly saddened.

(Y/N) sighed, feeling somewhat guilty. "The nurse will be talking to my doctor about it, though."

They instantly brightened up. "Yay!" Elizabeth cheered.

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