UNWANTED: Amane Iris Morow

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈

"How do you know about her?"

We both froze. Neither of us was expecting that.
"She- she's a friend of mine" Hisoka finally responded

"A friend? Mmm, so you called me because of what? Confirmation or something?"

"No, not exactly. She and I were discussing the situation, and she described a guy that she slept with. It sounded a lot like you so I simply put two and two together" He said rolling his eyes.

Why so sassy?

"So she talks about me, ha" Chrollo said, I could hear him chuckling through the phone. Why is that even funny? I had so many questions to ask and so many feelings I'm feeling.

"Yes, she has talked about you a few times. She had forgotten about the situation until recently, something came up, and that is also why I've called you" Shit! What if he asks to meet with him? We can't do that. It'll be so awkward.

"And what's that?"

"How about we meet in person to further talk about this? Just you, me, and her. How does that sound?"
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The phone goes silent again.

He must be thinking about it. It can't be that hard. It's not like we haven't met before.
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"How about no" Beep. Beep. Beep
The call ends.

I felt my stomach drop. Tears began to form in my eyes, blurring my vision. How could he hang up like that? Why would he? Is there something wrong with me? Why wouldn't he want to meet with me? So many thoughts ran through my head as I sat there feeling defeated.

I felt a hand grasp mine. It was my brother. Holding onto my hand with his right hand, he lifted my face by my chin with his left making me face him.

"Amane... look at me"

More tears trickled down my face as I felt a ripple of emotion fall over me. Why am I crying so much?

"Amane, I don't know how you feel, but I know that this can't be the best feeling. But just know that I am here for you. There's no need to feel sad. Alive or dead, you'll see him again. Now stop that crying" I started laughing, he has such a weird way of making me feel better, but I greatly appreciate it.

"Your so strange, but thanks Soka" I said while wiping the tears from my face while smiling up at him.

On the outside, Hisoka seems like a tall heartless creep that has no sympathy for anyone. But just for me, his darling little sister. He's nice in his own way, cunning sometimes, funny, and very caring. I love these sides of him.

"Wait! What do you mean dead or alive"