A Kind Soul With No Purpose [Complete]

Chapeter 9. Just a Dream

[Gon]

*Dream*

   I still remember it as a huge blur. In reality, it was slow motion. Seeing blood on the sheet lying by my dead mother shoot straight in the head.

   Next thing, I was shot in the eye and everything went faded as the two loud bangs then complete silence. I don't even remember anything after that. The last thing I saw was Ging standing from a distance with a rifle in hand aiming towards my face.
  
   Then I woke up in a hospital bed.

  I slowly opened my...well, trying opening them but, shockingly my left eye was gone. Scanning around the room with no one around, the only thing I can hear is just the beeping of the machine. "How did I get here?" Questing myself wondering who could've possibly brought me here.
  
   Feeling a bit anxious that I just wanted to leave.

  "Hey, are you okay?" A familiar voice that I miss dearly, Aunt Mito.

  "M-Mito san? I thought you were dead. How can you be alive? You were shot by Ging."

   I swore she was dead. Is this a dream?

   No, it can't be. That's impossible.

  "I'm fine, Gon. Ging shot me in the arm and pretended that I was dead. That wasn't an easy situation when you were shot in the eye. After he left the scene, I immediately took you to the hospital as quickly I can to save you. Thank goodness you're alright." Tears started to form in her eyes. Grabbing my hand and squeezing it gently.

    Now tears were streaming down my face with sadness and pure happiness. I sat up and grabbed her into a hug. Never wanting to let go, I'm glad she's okay.

  "It was your fault." Whispering quietly into my ear.

I flinched and pulled back, eyes widen in confusion. "Huh?" What is she saying? What did I do?

  "It was your fault."

  "Mito-San? Why are you saying that? It's creeping me out, please stop." I pulled back more slowly to see a gun wound straight on her heart, started to bleed.

  "M-Mito-San y-you're bleeding, f-from you're the heart!" My vision went blurry and her voice started got all distinct.

  "It's alright, Gon. I'm still here, as long you're okay I'm content. This was your fault."

   Her gaze seems darker than normal. The atmosphere is getting all gloomy and everything started to disappear all around me.

  "This was your fault." I back away from her touch and laid back on the hospital bed. No movement, she just stood there with her hand holding out as she was gonna reach out for something.

  "H-how was this m-my fault?" Staring at her black soulless eyes which made the situation worse. "P-please, I'm sorry for whatever I did. I know it's probably too late for that, but I'm really sorry."

   Out of the blew my grandma and my mom is on the right side of me with the same black eyes as Mito's. "Now now, no need to be sorry. I deserve it anyway, nothing can change this now. Now it's your turn to join us so we are not lonely anymore, come."

  "I-I can't."

  "Why is that? Do you wanna be with us? I thought you loved us."

   Words were stuck in my throat of her way of what she said. It felt like I lost my voice, I wasn't able to make a sound.

  "Fine. Have it your way, it was still your fault. Gon." Out of nowhere, a gun was pointed at my heart. A loud bang and everything black.

  "Gon, I'll never forget what you have done. You don't deserve to be loved by anyone and I mean anyone. You don't deserve love. They might end the same way as us, remember this. It was your fault."

   I quickly awoke and sat up with tears streaming down from my one eye. Panting with sweat dripping from my face down onto the blanket.

  "H-hey are you okay Gon?" Killua looking at me with his cu- i-I mean, sleepy face with a worried look in his eyes.

  "Was It my crying that woke you? Deep apologies for that. I just had a nightmare, I'm okay now.

  He didn't look very convinced, with the that certain expression. "Don't sweat it. Those things happen to us from time to time, I still have them as well." He says instead, thankfully not a pushover.

  "Does it bother you?"

  "Sometimes, depending on the dream."
Answered and then yawned which caused me to yawn as well.

  "Let's go back to sleep, it's 4 am in the morning. Get some shuteye."

   Killua laid back down with his back towards me letting out a sigh. I laid back down and just stared at the ceiling. Thinking about my dream, it seems so surreal. I hate it. Well, I hope this dream won't be a nightmare.

  Just a dream.