Magician's Desire (Hisoka X Reader) [NOT FLUFF]

chapter eleven

You tense as you see Hisoka stalk closer and closer to you. The crowded main area of heaven's arena buzzes with activity. Soon, he is close enough to grab you, which he does.
"Hey-"
"Don't say a word..." He hissed, dragging you to his room.
About to fight back, you realise he used bungy gum on your hand. There was no escape.
"Stop it, Hisoka!" You scream.

He ignored you...

You were harshly thrown to the ground, his foot stomping down in your stomach. You scream in despair. Her grinned like a psychopath would, his pupils shrunken. He abused you with several strong kicks to your stomach and side. All the while you sobbed, to disturbed to use nen.
"Oh, y/n..." He whispers, pacing around you in a circle.
He drops to his knees, messing with your hair and face. Twirling a silky strand of hair between his fingers, he tugs on it.
"I missed you so much..."
Painful tingles ripple through your scalp as he rips at your hair. He continued to assault you, punching, kicking, cutting, and every once in a while kissing your wounds.
"I missed the way you cry for help..."
You continue to sob as he slaps you in the face, then grabs your chin.
"I missed your pleas for me to stop..."
Another barrage of slaps all over your body.
" I missed your beautiful tear filled eyes... "
He runs his finger gently up your cheek and gathers a tear on the tip.
"Who would hurt such a beautiful, innocent creature? Who would make such a angelic child weep? Not I, surely. No... Not me, little y/n." He cooes, stroking your cheek.
" Please... " you sob, gripping his wrist.
He twists your arm painfully, then feigns sadness.
"Won't you stop? Won't you stop doing this to me? Won't you stop making me weak? Won't you stop being so... Perfect? Won't you stop... Making me sorry? Making me sad? Submit! Submit to me!" He cries desperately, wrapping his arms around you.
All you could feel was pain and fear. Nothing more. You couldn't think of a single thing you hated more than him. More than the man who took everything away. Who sucked all happiness from your life.
"Why? Why me? Just do it. Kill me. All I have left is Rusco. And you will take him away too, won't you? You are disgusting. You are hateful. You are selfish. You are sadistic. I don't what else to do with you. Go ahead. Beat me. Make sure it hurts real bad, ok? Because we all know how much I love pain! Right, Hisoka? Isn't, that what you want? Submission? Fine. Fine! I submit, asshole! Fine! But that doesn't mean I don't hate you!" You scream with fire laced into your broken voice.
And with that, you scream as loud as you possibly can, in desperate hopes to grab someone's attention. Your attempt did not fail. Someone must have heard your screams, because there was a loud hanging on the door.
"This is the police!" A man demanded.
Someone had called the police.
"Help! Help me, please!" You shouted.
Hisoka stood up, shocked.
The door was thrust open and police tackled Hisoka to the ground. One rushed over to you, holding you in his arms as you cried.
"You're safe now. You'll never see him again." he assured you.
Your wounds were tended to and you were allowed to see Hisoka be taken away.
He gazed longingly at you as the car drove away. But he didn't look sad. He looked satisfied. Like his work was done. Though he smirked. He smirked because he knew that this wasn't the last you'd see of him. And you knew it, too.

The end.