Bad Influence

•Chapter Thirteen•

It's been about two weeks since Killua was announced to be in a coma. Though to Gon it felt like years.

Eventually, they made him go back to school. And by "they", I mean Ging and the little voice in the back his head saying 'Mito would want you to go, so go.'

And so he did, much to his dismay.

Once we got there, he was swarmed by students. All questioning what happened on that day.

"Gon? Gon!" Retz ran to him. Clenching onto his arm. She looked up at him.

Wide green eyes.

"I missed you so much!" Her voice squeaked.

Gon, right there, wanted to push her off of him. But surprisingly he was taught manners. And seeing Killua in that bed clicked something in his mind.

So he did like any 'respectful' young man would and, instead of pushing her off he asked nicely(?)

"Retz, get off of me. Now" he stared down at her.

The burning glare he sent her, made others take a step back in fear.

But Retz? She's not easy, okay maybe she is but not easy to get off. (The dirty jokes are just flying at this point)

"Come on Gon don't be like that! I was so worried when I found out a student got into an accident. And when you didn't show up I just knew it was you!-" he shut her up quickly as he covered her mouth.

He's trying something new, but that doesn't mean he has to start now.

He again, glared at her as he pushed her off his arm.

Gon walked off heading to class, the bell was gonna ring soon. That's if it hadn't already.

"Gon!" She called after him. Desperation laced deep in her voice.

He spent entirely too much time in that damn hallway.

Why was Retz always so damn persistent? It bothered him. A lot.

He stepped into his first-period class. It felt like the first day all over again. The crowds, weird teacher stares, even weirder stares from students.

And Retz being clingy.

The only difference from the first day and now, is there's no Killua. No one to annoy, to make flustered, to make laugh, and to show off too.

He wasn't there.

And that alone made Gon feel like even more shit than he already felt like.

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"So brat how was your first day back?" Ging asked as Gon was walking in the front door.

"Like you care" he walked into the kitchen, getting a snack out of the cabinet.

"If I didn't care I wouldn't have asked" he spit back.

"You're probably doing it to make yourself feel better"

"Like you were doing at that hospital" ouch.

"Asshole," he said, stomped up the stairs. Stopping to say something, he gave him a hard stare.

"I wasn't there to make myself feel better you selfish prick"

He walked into his room, closing the door, not caring if it slammed or not.

He laid on his bed, tossing the blanket on him. Staring up at the ceiling.

It was quiet and cold. Even though Killua wasn't in his bed much.

Goodness he was beginning to sound obsessive.

And desperate, very very desperate.

He spent hours at the hospital, watching the bruises that covered Killua's slender frame, fade away like they weren't even there to begin with.

He wanted to go back, he did really, but there is—and will be— always obstacles in his way.

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Gon doesn't know when he fell asleep.

To much was on his mind the night before. He blamed himself. And went into a pretty dark place.

It felt as if his brain blew a fuse, and passed out from exhaustion.

"Gon! Get the hell up" his asshole of a father shouted.

As much as Gon would've loved to say something back he kept his mouth shut and began getting ready.

A little while later he was finished and walking out the door. He decided he'd walk to school. To clear his mind of the past and get his shit together.

I don't know maybe he can try to stop thinking about Killua. But seeing how last night ended it's a high chance that, that won't happen.

Wether if he likes to admit it or not.

"Gon! You bastard come here" everybody was beginning to make it a habit at shouting his name for no reason.

He turned around. And was welcomed with two very angry guys. Who he suspected to be Killua's friends.

Kurapika and Reolio? He didn't pay attention much. Or in actuality he didn't care to pay attention.

"What the hell do you want? Surprisingly I don't want to be late for class"

Kurapika stared at him with irritation and amusement.

"How the hell did Killua get hit?!"

"Why the hell weren't you at the hospital for him?" That statement shut Reolio up. Or however the hell you pronounce it.

"Exactly. Leave me alone" he shrugged his backpack over his shoulder and began to continue his walk to school.

"Gon, what happened that day?"kurapika asked.

He turned, looking over his shoulder.

"None of your business blondie" he walked off. Hands stuffed in his pockets.

Okay,, that's where I'm ending the chapter. Killua should be in the next chapter...idk i don't want to drag it out but I don't want to make it too soon?

Anyways, how was your guy's Christmas and New Years?
I gotta a onesie whattabout you?
Chapter Finished: 1-5-2021
Chapter Published: 1-5-2021
Word Count:926
Later Loves😌❤️