(y/n) POV

I expected for my (e/c) eye to close and stay that way. For the world to be torn away from me. For the abuse to cease. For love to disappear. I expected to open my eyes to a beautiful light world with no love just peace. So I relax and allow it to claim me, but instead of the new world I'm the same as before. But I'm in the mindscape, the world created by Hannah. I can see a small pool of blood surrounding me like petals from a rose.

It's not my crimson blood, it's the 2 boys that caused me so much suffering. Why does love exist? Ciel and Alois are both holding blood coated weapons, each of them coated with cuts. Ciel throws Alois on to the floor- aiming the sword directly for his throat. Alois glanced at me pain and tears staining his eyes, he mouths 'goodbye' to me.

Love is unforgiving, it's still clasping me in it's cold claws. I need to except that I once loved, I was abused, raped, hurt and sold. Everyone I once loved will be saved.

I open my eyes to try to speak. The rope it's hurt me, I can't speak. I know if I do I may never speak again. But for voice for a life is a fair deal. As ciel slowly lowers the sword into Alois neck I give into my once love.
"Ciel, yo-you can-nt kill him-m. He is the far-ther of my child."
Ciel slowly turns around and stares me in the eye, he throws the sword away.
"When did this happen" he murmurs.
I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. I glance at Alois trying to get him to speak.
"I did something I regret ciel. I hurt her. I didn't care for her. Ciel I'm sorry" Alois says

All I ever desired was an apology, it tasted sweeter than having love torn away. I gasp as I realise i love ciel, and that I can control that instead of it controlling me.
"Al-Alois, thank-y-ou" I smile sweetly "ciel phantomhive... I think I love you"
Ciel stares at me in shock "i- i love you too"

I wake back up into this love and abuse filled world and smile removing the noose from my neck. As ciel runs in pulling me into a passionate kiss. Before that fated moment pulling away would be my immediate reaction- but I sink deeper into the kiss. The world is not lying to me telling me to live. I will live for my love. For ciel.

No ones POV.

(Y/n) stays there kissing her lover  in the breeze from the window. Her (h/c) hair blew delicately. And a single single rose petal blows through the window into her hair. Ciel is sits on the bed, "let's raise the child as if it's ours" he smiles truly for the first time since the incident. He can't deal with not loving so he accepts his love and hugs (y/n) tightly. He can't let her drift away from him ever. He will be her muse and end the abuse. He can't let her go so two lovers stand together embracing in the wind

~The end~