The Rest of Your Life (Yandere!Killua x Reader)

Don't Leave Me

Please read from the beginning if you haven't already.

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YOUR MOM'S POV:

Y/N is missing. Again. I couldn't stop crying all morning at the police station. The security cameras inside of the house caught someone drugging Y/N, then carrying her away. The last thing recorded was him going outside of the back door with my daughter.

The police are feverishly trying to locate him now. Y/N was right along. He wouldn't give up so easily. Why has he target her? She hasn't done anything to anyone.

Cole somewhat soothes me by handing me a cup of coffee. I've been bitter to everyone for the last few hours.

This morning when I went into Y/N's room, she wasn't there. I simply thought she woke up early even though she rarely does so. However, I searched the whole house and still couldn't find her. There's no way she would've left without telling me. It was then I decided to check the cameras. After watching the horrific scene, I phoned the police in tears.

It hurts more than you think. Almost losing someone once is bad enough, but this is the second time now. I don't know what that monster is capable of. If he kills her . . .

No! I couldn't think like that. He didn't murder her the first time so why would he now? But still. He could always change his mind. I was shaking furiously and tried not to think of all the torture he could do.

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YOUR POV:

It's happened again. I laid on a bed like when I was kidnapped before. Handcuffed.

I hear the door open and don't even bother to get up. I lay on the bed and pretend I'm a weak pancake.

"Y/N?" Killua whispers. I ignore him and roll over on my side, blankly staring at the ground.

"Y/N! Answer me." Ugh.

"What?!" I snapped.

It was weird. I thought I would be terrified, but for some reason I only felt a little bit wary. Maybe it's because if he killed me, I would be happier dead than alive so I didn't really have anything to lose.

Killua snuggles up next to my back. "Sorry, I'm just so happy I get to see you again."

"Well, I'm certainly not." Killua laughs at my response, but I could make out a small hint of sadness in it.

Good.

He wraps his arm around my waist, and I swat it away. I roll over and face him, annoyed. "Go away!"

"But I want to be here with you!"

"But I don't!" I say in the same tone. I roll back to my previous position, rolling my eyes.

He's quiet now. He doesn't try to hug me again thankfully, but he doesn't get off the bed either. After a few seconds, he asks a question.

"Hey, do you really hate me?" Killua murmurs in a small, but serious voice.

I don't hesitate. "Yes, of course I do. You stole me away from my life for your selfishness. You also killed my boyfriend, threatened my parents, and attempted to rape me. You ruined me! And now, for the second time, you kidnapped me! How could you even ask if I hate you?!" By the time I finished, I was screaming.