Hallucinations [HxH story]

5- Wrong Orders

Gon's Pov

"No matter what! We'll always be friends!" I yelled

"Yeah!" Yelled killua

As I turn the other way, about to leave the plaza, I was suddenly in a different place. It was the forest I battled pitou. I quickly glanced back and instead of seeing killua, I saw kite looking at me with a face of hatred yet a face with no expression.

"You're a disgrace" He said emotionlessly , keeping his eyes on me.

I just stood there taking it all in. Suddenly I'm 17 instead of 14. But I don't feel 17. How old are monsters? How old are traitors?
Just then the ground starts cracking and it breaks. Now I'm falling from the sky, approaching the green grass below me. I close my eyes and brace myself for impact as the grass gets closer and closer. I hit the floor but I didn't land in grass. I landed on something hard. I open my eyes and I see Aunt Mito. Suddenly I'm 14 again. I get up from the floor and look at Aunt Mito's frightened face. The floor was covered in glass shards. Down to my feet layed a knife.
"A-Aunt Mito.."

"Oh Gon... what happened to you.. You're not the child I saw a year ago.." She sputtered

Everything started coming back to me. The incident.
I slowly back up, apologizing over and over to my frightened aunt. She starts walking towards me as I get closer to the wall.

"It's okay Gon, it'll be okay. I'll get help, just come with me okay?" She said shaky. She looked terrified of me but still chooses to approach me.
As she got closer, the more my anxiety and paranoia grew. I can't trust her. I need to get away from her. Don't let her get near me.
She reached for my hand and my reflexes kicked in and I punched her face.

*beep beep beep beep*
My alarm went off. It was just a dream.

I groggily slowly sat up from my floor. I look around to see if any one broke in. I like to inspect my apartment after I left myself vulnerable to break ins. I looked around to make sure nobody was here. After about 10 minutes I concluded my search and went to my bathroom.
I checked the time on my phone, 4:40. I should be able to make it to the café on time for my shift. I contemplated whether I should shower or not, but then again, if I don't shower, the monsters will track my scent. So I turned on the shower and got clean clothes while it heated up.

*SH mentioned*  
After I undressed to get in, I carefully take off the bandages that were on my arm and head. The cuts seemed clogged with blood clots. They ached. To make matters worse, my head felt bruised and sore but I think it was safe enough to wash my hair. I got in the shower and I took a 20 minute shower. Like I always do, I have to make sure I'm clean so usually I scrub my skin with soap and my sponge until my skin feels raw. I made sure I was careful around my cuts but they bled again after my shower, especially after suds fell in them, making them burn and throb afterward. He hurt, but I'm pretty sure I deserved that. *end*

I got changed into my uniform, and I put a bit of gel into my soft and now clean hair. I looked in he mirror and realized just how different I looked. I look older and sound older, but I still feel little. I sigh and looked at the time.
I put on a thick jacket, grabbed my keys and left. 

I don't drive. I never learned how to. I always just walk or use the bus but lately I don't feel safe riding the bus. I don't know why or how but something is always watching me when I get on. At the same time, I don't feel safe walking either. Something bad always happens but I have a feeling I'll be okay this time. I walk down the hall and use the elevator. I make it to the lobby and I start making my way out. I felt eyes on me; everyone here pretty much hates me. The receptionists always talk about me. They want to kick me out and I've been on my best behavior, well, up until earlier today. Apparently neighbors are fed up with me too. I don't blame them. I walk out the door and I decided to walk. Sure, it's almost a 45 minute walk but if I run, I should be able to make it there. So that's what I did, I sprinted down the side walks and dodged people who were in my way. I probably looked like a lunatic but I've heard that I always look like one. As I ran, I felt my face burn with the frosty air freezing my face but it didn't matter, what matters is that I get to my job on time. About 35 minutes past and I made it to the café. I burst through the door and and hurried my way to the back. I allowed myself to catch my breath and huffed for warm air.  On the corner of my eye I saw my boss approaching me. Uh oh