"You should be stronger than me."

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-"You just promised you wouldn't leave me for those two bastards."- He yelled again, although, towards the end of our complicated relationship, he was still more concerned about his safety net being I.

-"When did I ever say that I was leaving?"- Confused as ever as to why he would claim such a thing.

-"Oh? right, packing bags just because?"- I still have no idea what he meant by this. I stopped thinking about him after I tried starting a number of discussions were we could talk things through.

-"Just because you have a job doesn't mean that I'm going to leave, nor will I leave you for them, they're in the past."- That was a blatant lie. I was absolutely going to leave that night, no matter what he said.

He walked towards me until he standing in front of me, I tried moving away yet he grabbed both my arms with his hands and kept me in place, even if I had wanted to move, habit won me over. I looked up at him, we both knew the way we wanted to resolve the argument. But that wasn't going to happen, I couldn't let it. He saw my determination to move away, though.

He took his index finger and lifted my chin, and my eyes followed to look upwards, to him, and his eyes. Not a single readable emotion was in them. Yet, I was in a trance, I knew that it was because of the pin he planted somewhere in my body, yet still. I wanted him to kiss me, I suppose he read through me, because he did. He kissed me.

But it wasn't the type of kisses we were used to. It was a kiss to say sorry, as if he had realized where everything went wrong. Like he finally wanted to start listening to me, and everything I had yelled at him in moments of desperations made sense, it finally clicked in him. He looked at me, without emotion in his eyes, but rather in his throat.

-"I'm sorry."- Two words, I had been dying to hear, but I couldn't careless as of right now.

-"Look, I know I fucked up the entire time we've been together. I haven't been everything that I had told you I could be. And I didn't try listening to you, I realize that. I've been aware for some time now, that you are worth a lot more, but please, don't leave."- He seems sincere, his voice tends to be monotone, but not in this case, it's like he actually has a heart.

-"You should be stronger than me. You were supposed to be a man. Not pale in comparison as to who you think I am. You've been nothing but aggressive to me. Still it wasn't the straw that broke the camels back."- I escaped his grip, and left to go to my room with my bags in hand. It was a habit we had, so I knew that he wouldn't question it for a couple of days.

He left me do my routine, where I'd be back in his arms soon in enough. At least in his mind, not in mine though. I planned leaving that night. I failed to realize that his mother would've been wary of my actions, she knew I had a past. And my lack of practice, was my downfall. That horrid woman caught me. She did torturous things to me, until I was at death's doorstep.

Just as I fell unconscious, I saw somebody enter the room and start yelling and fighting to get to me, I assumed it was Illumi, but I guess I was never going to know. I woke up in my room in Heaven's Arena. I was tired, half-beaten to death, and determined to get to wherever Chrollo and Hisoka were. 

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