Hold me close

Chapter Thirteen

CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
Alone........again.

{Written in Gon's Point of View}

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Dark....

I feel alone....

I feel alone again as the remaining light faded and been swallowed by the night. I run as fast as my feet can go, my mind is in a complete mess as my heart is filled with sorrow and pain. I stop running and wipe the tears streaming down my face but no avail. I walk in the space between two buildings not knowing where to go. I have no home. No family. No friends. I trace the narrow alley and come to a brick wall that seems to be a dead end. I sat and hug my knees, tears still stained in my face.

" I'll never leave your side...I promise."

"See? There's nothing happen to me. I didn't die so it's okay to touch me."

" I don't know the pain your going through but as long as I'm here you'll be safe."

He said he wouldn't leave my side. He protect me. My gaze landed on my blooded sinful hands. Many times I wish I was normal. Sometimes I wonder why. Why me? Why of all person I was given this kind of life. Is this kind of curse I need to bear?.  I look at the pendant hanging in my necklace.

" Gon, someday you will find a true person who can accept on who you are. That necklace on your neck will be the key. Someday that necklace will going to bring you to that person."

My aunt mito's words echoed in my head as I look in the necklace on my hand. A necklace with a silver ring hanging on it. My tears fall from my honey swollen eyes to the necklace in my hand. "I- I aunt mito I - I did it." My hoarse voice whisper. "I find that person you're telling me. He- he didn't he didn't die when I touch him but-but now-"

"SHUT UP YOU FREAK!! WHO GIVE YOU THE PERMISSION TO GO INSIDE MY ROOM AND TOUCH EVERYTHING! YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME YOU WIERDO YOU'RE JUST A PATHETIC STRANGER WHO WAS PASSING BY!! NOW WHERE'S THE DAMN PAPERS?!!!"

" I ruin everything!!! I always- I always ruin everything. Nobody loves me mito-san. Nobody..." I clenched the thing on my hands as I recall everything. I curl like a ball in the cold stone ground. "Killua- I - I'm sorry" I murmur as long as I wish for my voice to reach him it will never will. He's right I'm just a pathetic stranger.

I born to be alone. To carry all this pains. To live and to cry. I'm only an idiot trying to reach something so far, something so beyond. Just like a monkey trying to capture the moon in the lake. Even how long it stretch it's arm it's impossible. It's only a reflection of the real moon above. A simple mirrage in front of our eyes giving a false happiness.