[HIATUS]Why The Fuck Am I Here?!![Final Edition][N.S.F.W. 🔞]

Two: The Day I named myself Citrine

I was fourteen now, and for couple of years, my mother ignored me and stayed focused on the ma she married. When I appeared around to take my bath and keep my hygiene in check I could feel his eyes following my scard and malnutrition body. That alone told me eat type of time he was and and what he was about and I refused to deal with the situation of I didn't absolutely need to, though I knew he'd make amove soon.

But for now, I pas locked the basement door, with the only ever key danglingon the jain with my crystal and stared over at the large bed I got for myself.i literally turned the basement into my room and over the years I bought it he mangas to fill the bookcase I had. I even went as far as getting a job so I could earn money for myself, it's not like they were going to take care of me.

As of right now, I was exhausted, having just got off from work, flopping down on my bed as sleep took me.

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Dream Scape

In my dream, I was laying curled up in a ball whimpering and surrounded by nothing but darkness. I could hear the whispering, I could feel the hands clawing at me from the dark until a voice I heard seemed the fill the dark with the color of blood. "Why do you lay there, little fruit?" The alluring deep tone was unmistakable, it was none other than Hisoka, and it didn't help that his voice was vivid and enticing. It momentarily snapped me out of my distress and I looked up to see him squating next to me, his aura pouring out of him in the colors of red pink and purple. The were ominous and dark, but they seemed to run the whispy hands touching me away.

"How is this... How is this possible...?" I whispered as I stared up at him with a scard face and half bruised eye which was closed. He seemed to hum as he took in my damaged body, his hands reaching out to grab my hair and examine the strands. He started coiling the strands around his finger, a smile shifting his lips. I found that my eyes stared intensely at them, which made me shift myself closer until I was but inches away. He watched me with a growing smile that quickly turned into a flirtatious grin. "Did you like my card, have you kept it safe for me?" He tilted his head down while his golden cat like orbs glittered with mischief and something dark. It reminded me too much of desire but I didn't think too much of it.

"I kept the card and the needle... They're gifts, why would I toss them aside? " I whispered, tilting my head at him. He chuckled as he glanced over his shoulder. " Illumi, she kept yours as well... It seems she likes you too... Such a cute fuzzy fruit~" he tilted his head as he stared at me, another set of foot falls coming closer until Illumi loomed above, staring at me with his dark emotionless eyes. "You look disgusting, who did this to you....?" He tilted his head at a creepy angel while his dark pools of nothingness watched me like a hawk. I blushed under his gaze, feeling Hisoka's large danty hand cup my cheek before wrapping around my throat.

I didn't exactly mind him doing this to me, and he could tell as I had no reaction to it at all. " The same one who's been abusing me.... My egg doner." I felt Hisoka's hand tighten, his eyes seeming to glow brightly at what I said. " so she's still kicking the ever loving shit out of you? It seems so.... The last time I saw you you had no scars on your face. Though, I like that you're littered with them, it mean's you fought and survived. I'm eager now~" he gave a moan as he stood, licking his lips slowly as he stared off into the distance, shuddering.

Illumi was watching me the entire time, and for a breif moment, I saw his eyes grow sad and distant before the emotion was wiped clean. "It'll all be over soon. Keep fighting, until you can't anymore." He leaned down at the waist, his nose brushing mine as he stared into my eyes, a small smile forming on his lips. "I know this is a dream, and you're not real and a piece of my imagination that I wished was real... but I really want to kiss you... both of you..." I spoke loud enough for both of them to hear me clearly, hearing Hisoka's alluring laugh sound on the darkness.

"She thinks this is a a dream.... How amusing, it's anything but a dream, but you'll find out soon enough." He spoke, shoving Illumi out the way who all but glared at him with murderous intent. "I was about to grant her wish, you horny feind." He glared before looking down at me.

My golden eyes flickered to Hisoka and a strange feeling seemed to fill the pit of my stomach, causing me to shudder. I watched him squat back down in front of me, his red hair covering his forehead as he grinned. " When I see you again, don't run from me. From this moment on you're ours.... You have been from the very beginning." His lip slammed down onto mine and he moaned loudly, shifting down to his knees and dragging me closer as he gripped my face.

"You taste like a kiwi my dear, so delicious...." He said as his lips parted only to lock them with mine again. He bit down on my bottom lip so that they could part, his tongue, which tasted like strawberries, touching every surface inch of my mouth. He was yanked back by an annoyed looking Illumi, though. The dark haired man stared down at the grinning magician with an unimpressed look before he too was devouring my lips.

When he finally pulled away, they stared at me a moment more before their eyes became cold. " wake up Citrine....He's breaking in, I don't want to see another scar littler your beautiful brown skin. WAKE UP!" Illumi demanded, my eyes snapping open which ripped me abruptly from the dream.

Standing in my doorway was my step father in nothing but his boxers which were the tented as his cock twitches beneath the fabric. "I think it's about time we get acquainted." He grinned as his eyes took in my sleeping form. For a breif moment in my area of darkness, I felt two strong hand grip my shoulder and squeeze. "Fight until you can't fight anymore." It was Illumi's voice clear as day, and with a grunt, I wrapped my hand around the long needle right as my step dad defended further into the basement with me.

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We started staring at each other before he my lunged at me with a greedy look in his eyes. And with a frightened yet enraged scream, the moment he grabbed onto me I stabbed him right in the knee.

"I REFUSE!!"