🚧Taken🚧

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Gon Freeces was 15 and already tired of life. His father left him when he was just a child, he'd never known his mother. His aunt mito was kind and supportive but he just...he couldn't explain it. School was a nightmare, he'd get constantly bullied. Bullied for being short, for his hair, for his lack of parents, for being poor, for his childish attitude, for being dumb, for having a feminine body, for everything. Sometimes he didn't even know the reason, people just thought he was weak, and a freak, and easy to hit. And he started thinking they might be right.

"Loser!", "Baby!", "Pussy!", "Bitch!", "Slut!", "Dumbass!", "Whore!", "Gay freak!" Oh yeah, and also for being gay. Gon didn't understand why it was such a bad thing, but that was what made it start in the first place. He'd had an average life, up until that day he had just turned 12 When he decided to tell aunt mito he was gay. She had been accepting like usual, but she encouraged him to tell his friends if he was comfortable. He'd decided to tell Leorio, he was a few years older than him but they were still friends. But then he'd let slip of it to another friend, and suddenly word was around the school. First was the name calling. Then people started stealing his things, then spreading rumors, and finally he got beaten. The teachers know nothing about it, at least not the ones that care.

He'd get pads stuck in his desk, girly bows and stuff hung on his chair. As time went on he'd started getting fake love letters, photos of naked men in his desk which the teachers would find and yell at him for, hell he'd even gotten a fake dildo in his backpack once. But he didn't cry, not in school or in front of aunt mito. No, he cried when he was alone. Leorio didn't talk to him anymore, he had no other friends. It was a nightmare just trying to get through school every week. And then one day...

"Hey Freaks!" Someone said. That was his slang name, what people usually addressed him by. Gon turned, then his eyes widened slightly when he realized who it was. Damn it! It's Hisoka! Hisoka had been held back a year or two, he was a year above him as well. But he was the one he felt the most uncomfortable around. The way he gave him the side eye, the look on his face when they occasionally brushed shoulders in the hallways. He also had very strangely pointed nails and creepy aura. Gon walked faster, but he was caught by the arm. "Where you going so fast?" Hisoka whispered in his ear. He fake smiled, it was all he ever did these days. "O-Oh! I was on my way back to aunt mito's house. You see today I have-" He was cut off as Hisoka dragged him out of the school and behind the building. Gon was confused, but he started to get a little scared as Hisoka smiled creepily. "I've heard that your gay, is this correct?"

Gon gulped. "U-Uh....yeah" He mumbled. Hisoka chuckled. "Well I happen to be into both girls and boys. And I've gotta say, you've got a nice body" what does he mean by that? Does he mean I look like a girl? "Oh...are you going to hit me?" He said in a small voice. Usually when someone complimented him, it was sarcastic or they'd beat him up afterwards. Hisoka looked him up and down, then slid a rope out from behind a box. Gon tried to struggle but he was strong, and started binding him. "H-hey! What are you-" He finished trying his arms and legs, then gagged him. Is he kidnapping me? Gon writhed a bit, then Hisoka laughed creepily. "I've got a better idea" He sat down, then pulled Gon into his lap. Gon's breathing started to get uneven, then his eyes widened as he felt his hand run up his shirt.

Gon tried to yell, to get away, but he couldn't. He struggled with tears in his eyes as Hisoka touched him all over. S-stop. I don't like this. Please- STOP IT! He screamed but nobody could hear him. "Ah, you do have a very nice body. I wonder how big yours is?" He asked curiously, as if to himself. What does that mean? My wh- NO STOP! Tears streamed down his cheeks as Hisoka ripped off his shorts and kept touching him, the gag muffled his cries for help as he writhed furiously. "Easy there Freaks, I'm not done playing with you yet" he whispered in Gon's ear. Someone help me.

Gon walked back home an hour later, head down. How do I explain why I'm late? He thought numbly. Because he couldn't tell anyone, if he did then Hisoka would show a photoshopped picture of him bound without his clothes to the whole school. Gon wiped a few tears off his cheeks, then put on a smile as he walked in the door. "I'm home!" He said cheerfully. Aunt mito slapped him as soon as he entered the room. "Where have you been!" She shouted. Gon's smile wobbled a little, but he kept it on his face. "I was hanging out with a friend" he lied. "Sweetie, you can't do that without telling me" she said, pulling Gon in for a hug. Gon hugged her back, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry for slapping you" she murmured. Gon laughed softly. "It's alright, I forgive you"

She pulled back, wiping his tears. "You'd better get ready for swim sweetheart" Gon froze, thinking back to the nail marks on his body. "I'm not feeling too well" he lied. I have to change in a locker room, and we can't wear shirts. "Oh, well you can go next week alright?" He nodded, then went up to his room. Gon sat down on his bed with that smile still plastered on his face. I just got sexually assaulted by an 18 year old. He laughed, then laughed again. Gon flopped over and kept laughing. Then the laughs gave way to sobs. He was sobbing, clutching his pillow, tears rolling down his cheeks. I just got sexually assaulted by an 18 year old. Just when he thought life couldn't get any worse.

The next day he was tense. All throughout class he kept thinking about it. He lived in constant fear for an entire month before he started to relax. Maybe it was a one time thing. But then the next month came to a close and he got a note in his desk. 'Meet me behind the school today or I'll come get you myself' ice ran through his veins. I-It's...Hisoka. Gon contemplated his options. If I don't...then... Then he had that picture. But he was scared. Gon didn't like that feeling, it was awful. But if he didn't...how would aunt mito react? He kept his small smile on his face as he looked at the slip of paper, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. Fun. w-what fun. Better call aunt mito and tell her I'll be back late.

It would happen every other month. He eventually just started coming on his own, and Hisoka stopped gagging him. He said something about wanting to hear his 'exquisite moaning' or something. Things got worse. He'd get beaten almost every day, he started to get profanities and graphic nude pictures in his desk. Someone engraved a dick on his desk. Well, more like all his desks. 'freak' 'slut' 'faggot' 'bitch'

Then....he stopped going to the swim team. He just didn't have the energy. Around the time he was 16, he got a new name. 'fatty' Gon looked down, he saw it. Since he hadn't been exercising as much he was starting to get thicker around the middle. That....I can change. I can't do anything about me being dumb, or gay, or short, but I can fix this. So he ate less. At first it hurt, but he saw his body start to get thinner and he kept to his goal. His only 'friend' was Hisoka, nobody seemed to notice his change. He kept his smile on for aunt mito, telling her that he loved school. 'school's my favorite part of the day' 'I have so many friends' 'I'll be late today ok? I'm hanging out with someone!' none of the things he ever said were true. At first, he didn't know why he lied. But he did, and whenever he decided he was going to tell aunt mito about the bullying she smiled and welcomed him home like usual. I can't. it would...make her so sad. So he sucked it up and kept going, but he felt himself breaking slowly under the onslaught of beatdowns, insults, and humiliation. And then one day...something happened. Something that would make his world shift, ever so slightly. But it was enough to start the ball for change rolling, and his life wouldn't be the same ever again.

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To be continued...