Mirror of Perfection (hisollumi story)

Chapter 12 - Quiet~

Illumi's Pov:

I wake up in my bed. My eyes are sore from crying, and I'm still dirty from laying in the forest. I miss Hisoka's touch. Wait what am I thinking? I just met him today. But goddamn he was so gently and sweet. But it's not like I can be with him. Not when everyday I want to be dead. I won't go yet though. Not until Killua is safe. I get up and get into the shower. Its hot and burns against my scars. I'm used to this though, every time I shower this happens. I groan. I want to cut. Where the fuck is my blade? I don't remember seeing it. In fact, I lost it after Gon cleaned my room. Bastard, did he take it?

I rinse my hair and body, and step out of the shower. I pull a towel and wrap it around my waist. Then i dry my hair. Its still damp when I'm done and it sticks to my back. I grab a black hoodie and put it on. I get my hair and pull it out of my hoodie. I also put on black sweats. I really want to cut my wrist. Not to kill myself, but to take some pain off. I search my whole room but don't find it. He must have taken it. I go into my bathroom, and look at myself in my mirror. 

I smash it and take a shard and slit the back of my wrist with it. It starts to bleed and I just stare at it. I don't think Killua noticed. Thank god. I pull my sleeve down. It soaks into my hoodie, thats why i put a black one on. I close my bathroom door so no one will go in there. Then I go sit on my bed. Literally 2 minutes later theres knocking on my window. I look over. Its Hisoka.

I open my window and he climbs in. "How did you get here?" I ask, genuinely wondering how he knows where I live. "I told the principal we had a project to do together, but I didn't get your address." I mean, that makes sense. I signal for him to come sit on my bed.

He doesn't sit on my bed, instead he locks my door. Then he climbs on top of me. "May I?" I let him.  He pulls my sleeves up and sees my fresh cut. "Why?" I look away from his eyes. I start to cry. He puts a finger on the bottom of my chin, and turns my head up to him. "It's ok" He kisses me. I kiss back until I get hard. I feel embarressed. "its ok my love" I take a breath and let out a moan. He smirks and whispers "I like that~"

He motions to take my hoodie off again, only this time I let him. The first thing he notices isn't my scar, but how thin I am. He kisses my stomach and arms and neck. He's driving me crazy. "Lets try and be quiet ok?~"