I didn't understand the feeling at the time.
The feeling of tension.
Uncertainty.
Paranoia.
I didn't understand what was wrong with me, it was almost as if my brain was growing darker by the second. As if with every step I took, every breathe I inhaled, I was being watched. I didn't realize that this feeling was a fact until I saw him with his long, plain black hair and those souless eyes of his that I had learned to dispise.
I never realized that I was being observed, that I was being studied. I always thought that it was just an empty feeling that had grown within the demented heart I had been told that I possessed, but it was much more complex than that simple conclusion.
He planted his words in my heart and burdened my soul with pain and agony, and soon I could no longer handle a life like that. I needed him, I needed Gon to be there with me. I missed his bright and unique personality that had always cheered me up every step of the way, but now that I'm without him, I'm emerged in darkness.
And there's no escape.
I shouldn't have left him... Gon was someone special to me. Suddenly a voice I hadn't recognized insisted that I left Gon because of that. Because he's special... because he's my dear friend. I wanted to tell him that before I left, but I didn't have the courage. I wasn't brave and reckless like him, but I never let him know that, because that's simply no other than a weakness. I regretted that decision now, but it was a clear statement that it was too late to turn back, because now I was locked away in a cellar deep within Kukuroo Mountain.
I sat there day after day, wondering when Gon would finally save me, but that day never came. I longed to hear his optimistic voice again. To see that bright smile of his that I had grown used to seeing almost daily, but now, it was too late.
I was already lost.
Cuts and bruises spotted my body, and my vision had blurred to the point where I needed to be directly beyond my target to see. I grew fond of the Nen whip that slammed against my bare skin, leaving scars behind with every bit of energy it had.
I longed for freedom, for hope.
I wanted my old life back again.
I wanted my life with Gon back.
But it was gone, lost upon the dark side of reality.
I lost all hope.
I needed Gon to be my saviour, and I never relaxed until my hopes were fulfilled. Gon saved me from the darkness of Illumi's eyes. He did what I always knew he'd do; he rescued me.
I was finally free from my family's grasp.
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Awaiting My Savior (Hunter x Hunter)
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