Façade

Our Crazy Twisted Love

My blood ran cold and I dropped the diary. I couldn't breathe. Her words were echoing in my brain as I held my head between my hands. It was as if... This man wanted to kill our children. And then suddenly, I could remember the times when dad pushed me away, not in the mean kind of push but it was still a push. I remembered the times I felt the cold stare of my father when my mother hugged us. The detachment when he was home. The image of the perfect family that I had pictured in my head shattered and it was hard to breathe. I always thought that the illness is what drived us all apart. But I was wrong. And it hurt to know the truth. Sweat ran down my forehead even though it pretty cold and I was clenching my fists on the sheets. It was like I had fallen off a cliff and I was still falling. Into that darkness. Where There was no light. I didn't want to back into that darkness and endless screaming. I wanted to feel that warmth. The warmth of the sun that burns down on me. I weakly picked up my phone and dialed a number with trembling fingers.

Gon's POV
I stifled a yawn as I walked through the busy and crowded streets. Today was not very eventful and my dad wasn't at home. I thought I could hang around Killua but he said he had something up

It was boring and there was absolutely nothing to do, so I decided to go grab some groceries for dinner like the note Ging left had said.

I stopped in front of a huge building. Scarlet Enterprises. Seeing this company made me think of Lynn. Never in a million years I would have thought Killua to actually be nervous over a girl. At first it had only been teasing. But then Killua actually started to stare and want to spend time with her. It was like both of them wore the same skin. Like they were meant to be together. It was not like he liked cheesy stuff and all, but when you looked at Lynn and Killua you always thought, these people have gone through a lot.

Physically it was like they were just 16 years old. But if you looked into their eyes you could see that they have seen things that many people in life haven't experienced. They understood each other and had intimate moments that once Gon had walked in on (he was still embarrassed over that). But never did I feel like I was the third wheel or anything.

He liked to watch Killua and Lynn from the sidelines and watch the whole thing play out. There was something really fascinating and special when two broken people remove all their barriers and let someone else in and let them capture their heart. And Killua and Lynn were genuinely nice people who didn't deserve to have their lives wrecked. But I guess all's well that ends well. Maybe all this happened to bring these two souls together and make them fix each other up. Fate works in mysterious ways.

I helped Killua cope through the pain but there was always a part of self loathing that I couldn't do anything about. There was always some part of Killua that I could never reach and that was reached by Lynn. That spoke volumes of how much both of these people care for each other. I guess love was really a powerful thing. It can fix you as well as break you.

I was humming a soft time to myself as I crossed a cafe. The cafe wasn't very crowded but I could only see a few people through the transparent glass. But I skidded to a stop when I recognized two people sitting in one of the chairs. I frowned and blinked once. Twice. But the those two didn't disappear. Overcome with curiosity I went closer to the cafe and looked closer. And my eyes didn't deceive me It was Killua and Illumi sitting across from each other with a coffee cup in each of their hands.

What the...? What the hell was going on? I was tempted to go in and give Illumi a punch in the face and tell him to leave my friend alone. Killua had told me about the calls he gets from Illumi somedays. Telling him to come home. But Killua never gave me a reason to worry and I never did. But now I was. What was he doing here with Illumi? Did Illumi wanted to take Killua home? Did Killua want to go home? But the scenario that I had pictured in my head didn't fit with the two casual guys sitting and drinking coffee like it was an everyday occurrence. I was torn between watching and doing something. I could tell that they were speaking something but I couldn't hear anything.