A boy with broken freedom.

Chapter 2: Slave to this sickness

Killuas Pov:
It has been three months since we found out I had cancer. I was shocked. How are you supposed to react when you are told that ypur life has gone from having fun with your bestfriend to becoming a slave to a hospital room. I had started chemo and to be honest I would rather have Milluki constantly torture me. Chemo was supposed to help me so, why was it so painful? It was supposed to stop my cancer from spreading yet, it made me feel like I was being tortured from the inside. Gon never left my side. He made sure I felt safe and comfortable even though he had to watch me fall more ill every day. Today I have another chemo treatment which meant going back to my prison cell of a hospital room. I didnt want to go. I wanted to have eating competitions and arm wrestles with Gon, I wanted to stargaze with him, instead...I was laying down in a hospital room recieving my chemo treatment. Gon stayed with me, he said he wasnt letting me go through this alone. "Youve been alone, too long. Im not letting you go through this without me." Gon said. It made me happy, genuinly happy, which was rare these days. After the chemo, as usual I was extremely weak, and tired. I hated feeling like that. Im a Zoldyck, i was supposed to be strong, but i couldnt even stand up without puking. It hurt everywhere. Gon grabbed me, my wheelchair and took us to our apartment where I finally felt at peace. It was calming there. It was where the Happy memories were. It was where Gon made me smile. It wasnt a prison, it was an escape.