PRETTY BOY

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"Weird ass".
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ILLUMI POV ✨

" so you mean to tell me, that some psycho man     Put me in a deep sleep. Used a replica Spell to look like me. Sat and ate around my family, killed someone which was his other replica and also used another replica to pretend to be clown boy?". My dad was all over the place but I understand. It's a lot to take in.

" that's what I'm assuming." I say looking around this hallway standing right next to fathers room as I smelled the faint smell of poison.

"And my son which is now a girl. Is pregnant? By the psycho? But your getting married to a clown?" I frown. He kept going on and on and personally I shouldn't say this but

I liked him better sleeping

"Wait Dad I know it's a lot to digest bu-

"But nothing. You just had to find a clown to get with. Why? Cause he makes balloon animals for you when you get sad? O-or Umm he does fucking card tricks for you when your sad?"

"Silva". Mom gasped

"Dad your not going to talk about my fiancé like that. He's noting like that-

"I don't appreciate you talking about me." Hisokas voice were heard through the hallways

"Hisoka". I look around trying to find those Honey eyes. Instead I saw red ones. He was standing near a state of my father on the other side of the hallways behind all of us. We all watched him.

"Mr Zoldyck you really hurt my feelings." His voice was a different weird. Something I haven't heard from him in a long time. Sad and playful.

" hisoka is that really you?"

"Shuttup". He hiss at me. His eyes glowing as if they were controlling him. He continues on without looking at me. Walking right past him.

" h-hisoka?".

"It's not Hisoka right now". His growl was deeper than usual. Everything about him at this point it was nothing like him

Nothing

"Hisoka what's wrong with you?" I angry yell at him. He just kept walking til he was right infront of dad. They're staring contest was getting intense.

" hisoka I'm talking to you!". I grab his shoulder and I immediately get grabbed by my wrist.

" don't touch me".

"Let go of me.your hurting me". He just gets tighter until a familiar crack was heard around the room.

He..... he broke my arm

" your pathetic you know that right? Thinking I would accept you being pregnant by another man than think I would take care of the little piece of shit. Bad enough I married you." I gasped unable to speak.